I can't be sure how long I was in that place, how long I spent being that thing, the "cock hole," but when he finally unwrapped me, and re-introduced me to the light, I felt changed. Something that had previously been lurking in the shadows was now wi
What if this was my life? Kept, confined, restrained. Punished, defiled, degraded. All day, all night. What if his brutal slaps were our only point of contact? What if his piss was my only source of sustenance…and intimacy.