This is my first one-off story during the time between chapters for my story, “A Bully Caged.” Hope you enjoy, and let me know what you think! This story is inspired by subreddits like /r/HookedUpHentai
TW: dubcon
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A white light burns my eyes. Am I dead? I don’t have any memories of how I got here, and bright white lights, I’ve been told, are sure signs of being dead. My head throbs. Nope. Not dead. Being dead wouldn’t come with a pounding migraine.
If I haven’t died, where am I?
I try to turn my head but find that it’s impossible. Something is restraining my neck and holding me in place. It feels soft, but firm, like plastic covered by some warm, spongy material. I adjust, and I become acutely aware of just how much mass is on me and exactly how little I can move. Running from both the front and back of my neck all the way to my hips, volumes of the same firm material are molded to force my back into a dramatic arch, and I’m positioned on all fours. I can feel a warm breeze on my asshole and cock. Only they are exposed. I start to panic. My hand moves for only a few inches to grasp for freedom before they’re stopped by cuffs. I don’t hear the signature clinking of chains. Are there cables keeping me in place? I can feel sleeves running up and down my arms and legs, with more cuffs at my elbows, biceps, and shoulders, but I can see nothing. I have no idea where I am.