Leave your whumpee kneeling. Shove them, forcefully, to their knees on a hard, cold floor.
Leave them there, stuck kneeling on the unforgiving ground. Does the cold slowly make its way through their thin clothing, wracking their body with shivers that only put more pressure on their aching joints?
Or do they finally give out, slumping from their position. What does the whumper do when they come back?
Or, even better, what is the caretakers reaction afterward? How do they respond, knowing how the whumpee was forced to rest on their knees for hours, until their legs gave out? Do they save them, and gently pick them up and carrying them away, murmuring small sounds to the crying whumpee?
Bruise your whumpee’s knees, and then, if you’re mean, breakthem.
I must admit, my fathers wedding present for us is beautiful. So easy to lock your hands behind your back. And the collar has even a shocking device attached. So if you don’t behave I can simply make yo behave. Don’t you think so. I can’t wait to show you off like that to my friends. They also will love your naked and helpless body.
I love the concept of this. I actually have a similar restraint in leather, but the idea of cold steel fixing my arms in place is a mindfuck on another level.
I’ll exchange each of those bills for 100’s, if you’ll wear the puppy suit for just 5 minutes…
….just for 5 mins!!
Done and done.
Heh, these sleeves are pretty tight, I can barely separate my wrists from my shoulders, or feet from my butt… Hey, no photos! That’s not fair! And what’s that? You can’t just- mmmmphh!
