u/rubber-mell

I keep having this dream fantasy…

We spend months talking. I submit to you while you make your requests increasingly more demanding. Physically, mentally, I’m completely controlled. We agree on a date and time. Somewhere neither of us live, a nicer hotel with a bar of some kind of neutral public setting. You wear some kind of identifiable item for me to look for as I wear an outfit of your choosing. I approach and say nothing more than an agreed upon sentence, and hand you my room key (I only have them make me one). I lead you through the hotel up to my room. Two beds. One with all of my gear laid out for your picking. Gags, dildos, plugs, chains, locks, lube, gloves, condoms, everything we agreed upon. By the time you access, I am undressed and hand you my clothing to lock away. I have you help me into my latex suit and hood, locking each zipper as they’re done. I offer you my wrists which are cuffed and locked. I can barely see you, I can barely hear you, I am completely and totally under your control. No words are exchanged. This is the role I’ve accepted. You start a timer. This is my world for the next 36 hours. I have no choice but to submit completely and entirely. Your set of holes. Your urinal. Your punching bag. Your prisoner. I will beg and plead under my hood and gags, gas masks, under you, from the bathroom or closet where I’m leashed when I’m not being used, and you will ignore me. I agreed to this. I am no longer of consideration for basic needs. I’m your object. Just part of the furniture. An on demand slave.

In 36 hours you will undo all of / enough of my locks to become freed and leave. You will leave a note with another date, time, and location. It could be anything. Maybe you won’t. All I’ll know is what to do and what to say. This is my new life as an owned luxury pet.

If this interests you, message me. T4T/queer prioritized. ~