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[Waryverse] A HIKE (M/M) *COMPLETE*
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CHAPTER 4
We were well and truly fucked. I had no idea what had happened to Loum. I couldn't move, couldn't see, couldn't call for help, couldn't even breathe deeply without my muzzle cutting off my air.
For a while, I methodically tested my bonds. The ropes between my fingers made them clumsy, unable to get purchase on any of the dozens of knots that immmobilized me. The rope around my forehead was impossible to dislodge and prevented me from rubbing off at least the blindfold; ridding myself of all three layers of my gag was an impossible dream even if I had been able to reach the ground.
I tried to rotate my wrists so I might be able to free them, but no dice. I did manage to tilt to one side, but it didn't actually help anything, and I rolled back onto my stomach.
At that point, I decided to rest for a moment. With my sight taken, my hearing was more acute. I called out to Loum as loudly as I could, then strained to hear anything whatsoever.
But there was nothing.
Another attempt. Despite not knowing exactly where I was, and the inherent danger, I managed to flip myself onto my back. I tried to rub the muzzle's straps against the ground, but it was too soft. There was something poking into my back, but I couldn't get my wrists in place to rub the ropes against it. It took me a good while to get back into my original position, having accomplished nothing.
A sudden fury took hold of me. I strained against my bonds as hard as I could, rocking side to side, writhing and bucking. I had to stop too quickly every time to calm my breathing, lest I suffocate.
I spent some time testing the rubber flaps, figuring out exactly how hard I could inhale before they engaged. Then I'd take as deep a breath as possible, strain, try to break even a single knot, then scream uselessly while exhaling before enduring a forced break.
Finally, I lost it. I raged and pulled and threw myself around until I almost lost consciousness from lack of oxygen, then broke down and cried.
That was when I heard it.
- * -
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We were well and truly fucked. I had no idea what had happened to Loum. I couldn't move, couldn't see, couldn't call for help, couldn't even breathe deeply without my muzzle cutting off my air.
For a while, I methodically tested my bonds. The ropes between my fingers made them clumsy, unable to get purchase on any of the dozens of knots that immmobilized me. The rope around my forehead was impossible to dislodge and prevented me from rubbing off at least the blindfold; ridding myself of all three layers of my gag was an impossible dream even if I had been able to reach the ground.
I tried to rotate my wrists so I might be able to free them, but no dice. I did manage to tilt to one side, but it didn't actually help anything, and I rolled back onto my stomach.
At that point, I decided to rest for a moment. With my sight taken, my hearing was more acute. I called out to Loum as loudly as I could, then strained to hear anything whatsoever.
But there was nothing.
Another attempt. Despite not knowing exactly where I was, and the inherent danger, I managed to flip myself onto my back. I tried to rub the muzzle's straps against the ground, but it was too soft. There was something poking into my back, but I couldn't get my wrists in place to rub the ropes against it. It took me a good while to get back into my original position, having accomplished nothing.
A sudden fury took hold of me. I strained against my bonds as hard as I could, rocking side to side, writhing and bucking. I had to stop too quickly every time to calm my breathing, lest I suffocate.
I spent some time testing the rubber flaps, figuring out exactly how hard I could inhale before they engaged. Then I'd take as deep a breath as possible, strain, try to break even a single knot, then scream uselessly while exhaling before enduring a forced break.
Finally, I lost it. I raged and pulled and threw myself around until I almost lost consciousness from lack of oxygen, then broke down and cried.
That was when I heard it.
- * -
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Poor Wary but he's really trying to get out. Too bad Loum did such a good job restraining him in the first place. What has he heard - a wild beast approaching, the click of a camera, sniggering? I really don't know what it will be.
That's the way to do it: leave 'em wanting more!
They all say boxer shorts are cool,
but little Speedos always rule.
but little Speedos always rule.
Credit to Warm to keep trying. Even if it's completely pointless. Loam did a through job. But what has he heard. A wild animal. Foot steps. A voice. Laugher????
One thing is for sure, you've pushed Loam off a cliff and keep leaving us on the edge of our own with these cliffhangers
One thing is for sure, you've pushed Loam off a cliff and keep leaving us on the edge of our own with these cliffhangers

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Got to love Warm! Even in his current predicament, he is willing to suffocate himself in order to help his man. Lesser men would have given up and waited for help, not Warm! Love that little guy, can’t wait for the next chapter!
Didn't this little universe of your stories start with an intricately planned out kidnap escape room challenge? This stunt with the tree and the "cliff" is exactly up the alleys of these creatively devious studs!blackbound wrote: 3 months agoGoing out and preparing a tree, out having it prepared for him since he was sick, then pretending to fall off while dodging a tree? It's possible, but...gag1195 wrote: 3 months ago This is definitely all part of the plan... right? We have no way of knowing how far the "drop off" is...
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It's none of what you said. I'd be very surprised if anyone guessed.Pup Wingletang wrote: 3 months ago Poor Wary but he's really trying to get out. Too bad Loum did such a good job restraining him in the first place. What has he heard - a wild beast approaching, the click of a camera, sniggering? I really don't know what it will be.
And, more importantly, provide said "more" (later today, finishing Part 1)!
Your guesses are also all incorrectRed86 wrote: 3 months ago Credit to Warm to keep trying. Even if it's completely pointless. Loam did a through job. But what has he heard. A wild animal. Foot steps. A voice. Laugher????
One thing is for sure, you've pushed Loam off a cliff and keep leaving us on the edge of our own with these cliffhangers![]()

Who knows when help would arrive? They're at the summer retreat out in the middle of nowhere. Warmed is really desperate here.Bradstick wrote: 3 months ago Got to love Warm! Even in his current predicament, he is willing to suffocate himself in order to help his man. Lesser men would have given up and waited for help, not Warm! Love that little guy, can’t wait for the next chapter!
Yes... yes, you're right, it did start out like that. All will be revealed later today!gag1195 wrote: 3 months ago Didn't this little universe of your stories start with an intricately planned out kidnap escape room challenge? This stunt with the tree and the "cliff" is exactly up the alleys of these creatively devious studs!
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An arousing, if somewhat disconcerting predicament if ever I've seen one.
The feeling of angst and despair experienced by Warmed is expertly described and partly transferred over to the reader. Not the easiest of feats with text format narratives such as this.
While I occasionally write about & enjoy narratives that feature lighthearted bondage for the sake of amusement, I've always been a huge fan of bondage & gags in unfair and/or more dire scenarios. While this isn't one of those unfair bondage moments, it certainly ticks the dire situation box! I'm loving it! The hefty, tri-layered sponge gag, the extreme and virtually inescapable shibari ropework, the daunting as hell breathplay (more like breath torture at this point!).
I sadly don't read a lot of content on here and lose interest in stuff very quickly due to most tug story narratives not being my cup of tea. But this right here is ticking a lot of my boxes. I'm a sucker for happy endings, but I positively love the drama and the direness of it all.
@blackbound
It's a credit to your writing that you're able to draw us in with such brief, bite-sized instalments. Well done!
The feeling of angst and despair experienced by Warmed is expertly described and partly transferred over to the reader. Not the easiest of feats with text format narratives such as this.
While I occasionally write about & enjoy narratives that feature lighthearted bondage for the sake of amusement, I've always been a huge fan of bondage & gags in unfair and/or more dire scenarios. While this isn't one of those unfair bondage moments, it certainly ticks the dire situation box! I'm loving it! The hefty, tri-layered sponge gag, the extreme and virtually inescapable shibari ropework, the daunting as hell breathplay (more like breath torture at this point!).
I sadly don't read a lot of content on here and lose interest in stuff very quickly due to most tug story narratives not being my cup of tea. But this right here is ticking a lot of my boxes. I'm a sucker for happy endings, but I positively love the drama and the direness of it all.
@blackbound
It's a credit to your writing that you're able to draw us in with such brief, bite-sized instalments. Well done!
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What's funny is that, for the second time in a row, this isn't the story I set out to write, but which pushed itself into my mind with one clear, overwhelming image, and then needed to be written down.bondagefreak wrote: 3 months ago An arousing, if somewhat disconcerting predicament if ever I've seen one.
The feeling of angst and despair experienced by Warmed is expertly described and partly transferred over to the reader. Not the easiest of feats with text format narratives such as this.
While I occasionally write about & enjoy narratives that feature lighthearted bondage for the sake of amusement, I've always been a huge fan of bondage & gags in unfair and/or more dire scenarios. While this isn't one of those unfair bondage moments, it certainly ticks the dire situation box! I'm loving it! The hefty, tri-layered sponge gag, the extreme and virtually inescapable shibari ropework, the daunting as hell breathplay (more like breath torture at this point!).
I sadly don't read a lot of content on here and lose interest in stuff very quickly due to most tug story narratives not being my cup of tea. But this right here is ticking a lot of my boxes. I'm a sucker for happy endings, but I positively love the drama and the direness of it all.
@blackbound
It's a credit to your writing that you're able to draw us in with such brief, bite-sized instalments. Well done!
If you stay tuned for the rest (3 more instalments, including today's) I think you'll find more of the box-ticking things you've mentioned in your comment.
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CHAPTER 5
A persistent alarm from my smartwatch! Apparently it was noticing something was wrong with my pulse, or perhaps oxygen saturation. I had set it to notify me... and I'd set up SOS accounts: in case anything went wrong, I could hold down a button and it would notify Loum, Rui, and Kur.
Of course, the way I was bound, I couldn't reach that button. But I'd swapped its oppressive rubber band for a much simpler velcro one. Maybe, just maybe...
With some effort, I rolled over onto my side again, feeling around for something, anything, I might be able to rub the watch band against.
Nothing. Throwing caution to the wind, I kept rolling until I had done a full revolution.
I could feel rock with my fingers.
It took a lot of effort to position myself so the watch was up against it. Carefully, oh so carefully, I turned, strained to pull my wrists away from my body, hooked the side of the watch on the rock.
I released all the tension in my muscles and, with a ripping sound, the velcro released, the watch falling from my wrist.
More precious minutes passed before I had it in hand and figured out which side was up.
I pushed the button with my thumb.
Bzzt. Bzzt. Bzzt. Bzztbzztbzztbzztbzzt. Beep.
I could hear Loum's phone going off.
- * -
I'm not sure if I passed out at that moment, but the next thing I remember is hearing voices and screaming at the top of my lungs, the rubber flaps once more almost killing me, and then the accursed blindfold came off.
I was looking into the concerned faces of Rui, Faiz, and Kur.
My insistent grunts were probably irrelevant to their decision to remove the muzzle, tape and sponge as quickly as possible.
"Loum," I croaked. "Fell down... there."
I realized I didn't know where "there" was.
"He fell. Help!"
Rui and Kur immediately sprang into action while Faiz tried to simultaneously calm me down and cut my bonds with a wicked-looking knife.
He was still working on the ropes when Rui appeared, speaking into his phone. His face was grim.
I managed to hold my tongue until he hung up. Then: "How is he?"
My voice was on the edge of hysterics.
"He's alive, but unconscious. We think he's broken something. Helicopter's on the way."
A weight fell off my chest. Impatiently, I started to fiddle with the remaining ropes, but Faiz slapped my hands away.
The second I was free, I pushed myself to my feet - or so I thought. Somehow I was on the ground again, everything was...
...so fuzzy...
END OF PART 1
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A persistent alarm from my smartwatch! Apparently it was noticing something was wrong with my pulse, or perhaps oxygen saturation. I had set it to notify me... and I'd set up SOS accounts: in case anything went wrong, I could hold down a button and it would notify Loum, Rui, and Kur.
Of course, the way I was bound, I couldn't reach that button. But I'd swapped its oppressive rubber band for a much simpler velcro one. Maybe, just maybe...
With some effort, I rolled over onto my side again, feeling around for something, anything, I might be able to rub the watch band against.
Nothing. Throwing caution to the wind, I kept rolling until I had done a full revolution.
I could feel rock with my fingers.
It took a lot of effort to position myself so the watch was up against it. Carefully, oh so carefully, I turned, strained to pull my wrists away from my body, hooked the side of the watch on the rock.
I released all the tension in my muscles and, with a ripping sound, the velcro released, the watch falling from my wrist.
More precious minutes passed before I had it in hand and figured out which side was up.
I pushed the button with my thumb.
Bzzt. Bzzt. Bzzt. Bzztbzztbzztbzztbzzt. Beep.
I could hear Loum's phone going off.
- * -
I'm not sure if I passed out at that moment, but the next thing I remember is hearing voices and screaming at the top of my lungs, the rubber flaps once more almost killing me, and then the accursed blindfold came off.
I was looking into the concerned faces of Rui, Faiz, and Kur.
My insistent grunts were probably irrelevant to their decision to remove the muzzle, tape and sponge as quickly as possible.
"Loum," I croaked. "Fell down... there."
I realized I didn't know where "there" was.
"He fell. Help!"
Rui and Kur immediately sprang into action while Faiz tried to simultaneously calm me down and cut my bonds with a wicked-looking knife.
He was still working on the ropes when Rui appeared, speaking into his phone. His face was grim.
I managed to hold my tongue until he hung up. Then: "How is he?"
My voice was on the edge of hysterics.
"He's alive, but unconscious. We think he's broken something. Helicopter's on the way."
A weight fell off my chest. Impatiently, I started to fiddle with the remaining ropes, but Faiz slapped my hands away.
The second I was free, I pushed myself to my feet - or so I thought. Somehow I was on the ground again, everything was...
...so fuzzy...
END OF PART 1
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A different type of story from you (so far). I am enjoying it. Thanks for posting.
They all say boxer shorts are cool,
but little Speedos always rule.
but little Speedos always rule.
Dang, Loam is indeed seriously injured. Atleast Warm had his watch set with an alarm and was able to get to the button or things could have been so much more worse for the both of them.
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Not at all where I thought this story was going! And what do you mean “End of Part 1â€! Loum is danger and we need to know he is okay! And what’s with Warmed passing out at the end!
So many questions! Man you got me on the tip of my toes! Great work and I can not wait to see where you take this story!
So many questions! Man you got me on the tip of my toes! Great work and I can not wait to see where you take this story!
So maybe they didn't orchestrate an elaborate tree/cliff fall... but I still wouldn't put it past them!
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It was his watch! Saved by modern technology (clearly not an Apple product as it actually worked correctly and easily!)
Now why is he feeling fuzzy - at least Rui, Faiz and Kur are around to help. They'd never take advantage of a situation like this, right?
Now why is he feeling fuzzy - at least Rui, Faiz and Kur are around to help. They'd never take advantage of a situation like this, right?
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Thank you for reading.Xtc wrote: 3 months ago A different type of story from you (so far). I am enjoying it. Thanks for posting.
Red86 wrote: 3 months ago Dang, Loam is indeed seriously injured. Atleast Warm had his watch set with an alarm and was able to get to the button or things could have been so much more worse for the both of them.
The watch is a Garmin, and it can do all of those things. The "fuzziness" is probably just exhaustion/dehydration/heatstroke.Pup Wingletang wrote: 3 months ago It was his watch! Saved by modern technology (clearly not an Apple product as it actually worked correctly and easily!)
Now why is he feeling fuzzy - at least Rui, Faiz and Kur are around to help. They'd never take advantage of a situation like this, right?
There's two more parts and they won't be in chapters. Doesn't mean you have to wait long, don't worry.Bradstick wrote: 3 months ago Not at all where I thought this story was going! And what do you mean “End of Part 1â€! Loum is danger and we need to know he is okay! And what’s with Warmed passing out at the end!
So many questions! Man you got me on the tip of my toes! Great work and I can not wait to see where you take this story!
Just this once, a tree is just a treegag1195 wrote: 3 months ago So maybe they didn't orchestrate an elaborate tree/cliff fall... but I still wouldn't put it past them!

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Great continuation! I'm loving the continued tension.
Warmed's panic is palpable (and understandable).
Warmed's panic is palpable (and understandable).
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The tension's about to shift in...bondagefreak wrote: 3 months ago Great continuation! I'm loving the continued tension.
Warmed's panic is palpable (and understandable).
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PART 2: THE NURSE
Loum's unfortunate fall had broken his right arm and left leg, as well as given him a concussion. After a stay in the hospital, he was released into Warmed's care.
Kur had added side rails to Loum's bed, as well as intricate pulley mechanisms to allow raising and lowering his arms and legs, both should it be necessary to reposition his unwieldy plaster casts and to help him exercise.
That first day, Wary was the perfect nurse. He helped his husband with the exercises, washed and dressed him, handled the bed pan like a pro, brought him food, and assisted with the consumption thereof. He helped him into the wheelchair for a quick excursion and some fresh air, and back into bed.
When it came time for bed, he caressed Loum's face and kissed him to distract from his true intent.
The handcuff snapped shut about the patient's wrist; he'd already attached the other end to the side rail.
"What're you-" Loum began, but Warmed slapped a strip of tape on his mouth.
A single strip of tape is, of course, more symbolic than anything, and will only work with the captive's cooperation - and Loum wasn't being cooperative. Opening his mouth dislodged the tape, and he wasted no time attempting to inform Warmed how completely disinterested he was in any restraints beyond his annoying casts.
This caused the latter to wind the tape around Loum's mouth several times; but, again, he was disturbed in his preparations by his unwilling victim not getting the hint, working the tape loose, and unleashing a string of invectives.
So out came the roll of tegaderm. Generously applied, it finally shut him up, and Warmed could get everything ready.
- * -
The muffled protests rose in pitch when he used the pulley system to elevate Loum's legs. He had donned surgical gloves and sterilized the urethral tube of the chastity cage he now forced onto his husband, connecting a collection bag to the end.
"There, that'll give me some peace at night when you need to pee."
Loum was still shouting as much as the gag would allow, so Warmed took the massage pistol, grabbed his husband tightly by the balls, and applied it to them.
That got him to cease his protests, but Warmed kept the device pummeling his testicles.
"I'm going to cuff and gag you at night regardless, babe." He stared at Loum intently. "It's up to you whether it's just a strip and you get a reward, or whether I have to punish you."
Loum whimpered in response, but the torment kept going for several more minutes before Wary relented.
He pulled the various layers of tape from Loum's face carefully, plastering a single strip of tegaderm over his lips, then kissing them.
"If you actually need anything, absolutely wake me up whenever."
He put Loum into a comfortable position and went to bed.
- * -
And so the weeks passed. During the day, Warmed doted on Loum. At night, the cuff and tape went on, and then he'd play with his prisoner's caged dick for exactly thirty minutes. Sometimes, he would add a vibrating plug, watching him squirm and moan and drip.
On Sundays, the cage came off, and Warmed would edge him for hours, staring at him with a frightening intensity to make sure he wouldn't miss the signs of the point of no return; and, indeed, he never allowed him release, but rather locked him back up when he got bored.
Loum knew better than to complain during the day; his husband was sacrificing a lot for him, and as much as he hate-loved the proceedings, the accident and peril had been his fault, and he felt it was part of his atonement.
- * -
The nightly torment ended when the casts were replaced with smaller ones and he could do more by himself; but Warmed refused to remove the cage and would simply leave on the spot when Loum brought it up.
- * -
The day Loum returned from the hospital from having the final cast removed, he found Warmed on his bed, naked, folded in half and tightly bound into an easily accessible bundle. A large ball gag and blindfold completed the ensemble; a small key lay on the nightstand.
Loum unlocked himself and unloaded three months of frustration into the defenseless captive, but not before spanking him until even his dark brown ass was visibly red.
After, he wrapped Wary's head and hands in tape, leaving only a tiny slit for breathing.
Then he left him there.
- * -
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Loum's unfortunate fall had broken his right arm and left leg, as well as given him a concussion. After a stay in the hospital, he was released into Warmed's care.
Kur had added side rails to Loum's bed, as well as intricate pulley mechanisms to allow raising and lowering his arms and legs, both should it be necessary to reposition his unwieldy plaster casts and to help him exercise.
That first day, Wary was the perfect nurse. He helped his husband with the exercises, washed and dressed him, handled the bed pan like a pro, brought him food, and assisted with the consumption thereof. He helped him into the wheelchair for a quick excursion and some fresh air, and back into bed.
When it came time for bed, he caressed Loum's face and kissed him to distract from his true intent.
The handcuff snapped shut about the patient's wrist; he'd already attached the other end to the side rail.
"What're you-" Loum began, but Warmed slapped a strip of tape on his mouth.
A single strip of tape is, of course, more symbolic than anything, and will only work with the captive's cooperation - and Loum wasn't being cooperative. Opening his mouth dislodged the tape, and he wasted no time attempting to inform Warmed how completely disinterested he was in any restraints beyond his annoying casts.
This caused the latter to wind the tape around Loum's mouth several times; but, again, he was disturbed in his preparations by his unwilling victim not getting the hint, working the tape loose, and unleashing a string of invectives.
So out came the roll of tegaderm. Generously applied, it finally shut him up, and Warmed could get everything ready.
- * -
The muffled protests rose in pitch when he used the pulley system to elevate Loum's legs. He had donned surgical gloves and sterilized the urethral tube of the chastity cage he now forced onto his husband, connecting a collection bag to the end.
"There, that'll give me some peace at night when you need to pee."
Loum was still shouting as much as the gag would allow, so Warmed took the massage pistol, grabbed his husband tightly by the balls, and applied it to them.
That got him to cease his protests, but Warmed kept the device pummeling his testicles.
"I'm going to cuff and gag you at night regardless, babe." He stared at Loum intently. "It's up to you whether it's just a strip and you get a reward, or whether I have to punish you."
Loum whimpered in response, but the torment kept going for several more minutes before Wary relented.
He pulled the various layers of tape from Loum's face carefully, plastering a single strip of tegaderm over his lips, then kissing them.
"If you actually need anything, absolutely wake me up whenever."
He put Loum into a comfortable position and went to bed.
- * -
And so the weeks passed. During the day, Warmed doted on Loum. At night, the cuff and tape went on, and then he'd play with his prisoner's caged dick for exactly thirty minutes. Sometimes, he would add a vibrating plug, watching him squirm and moan and drip.
On Sundays, the cage came off, and Warmed would edge him for hours, staring at him with a frightening intensity to make sure he wouldn't miss the signs of the point of no return; and, indeed, he never allowed him release, but rather locked him back up when he got bored.
Loum knew better than to complain during the day; his husband was sacrificing a lot for him, and as much as he hate-loved the proceedings, the accident and peril had been his fault, and he felt it was part of his atonement.
- * -
The nightly torment ended when the casts were replaced with smaller ones and he could do more by himself; but Warmed refused to remove the cage and would simply leave on the spot when Loum brought it up.
- * -
The day Loum returned from the hospital from having the final cast removed, he found Warmed on his bed, naked, folded in half and tightly bound into an easily accessible bundle. A large ball gag and blindfold completed the ensemble; a small key lay on the nightstand.
Loum unlocked himself and unloaded three months of frustration into the defenseless captive, but not before spanking him until even his dark brown ass was visibly red.
After, he wrapped Wary's head and hands in tape, leaving only a tiny slit for breathing.
Then he left him there.
- * -
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So, friendly intervention, or what?
They all say boxer shorts are cool,
but little Speedos always rule.
but little Speedos always rule.
Great story - wonder who prepared Warmed?
Maybe it’s his turn to be plastered!
Can’t wait for the next chapter!
Maybe it’s his turn to be plastered!
Can’t wait for the next chapter!
Oh my gosh!!! I was expecting a lot of things but not that! That is one way of taking advantage of a messy situation. I loved how he went to dotting husband at day to Dom at night. The chastity and edging was fantastic. Now I can’t wait to see what kind of revenge Loum has planned, you can think of a lot of punishments when locked in chastity for months on end!
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What a kind and loving husband! Wary has found a great way to get a bit of payback on Loum and proves that just because you've broken bones the fun doesn't have to stop. And what a great present for Loum when he's finally healed. Absolutely no manipulation of the situation by Wary!
Now that is some good bedside manner! We should all be so lucky to receive such treatment when we fall off a mountain!
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Either that or he offered himself up.
Thanks for commenting! Next part's coming soon.Jb99 wrote: 3 months ago Great story - wonder who prepared Warmed?
Maybe it’s his turn to be plastered!
Can’t wait for the next chapter!
Oh, I'm sure he's had plenty of time.Bradstick wrote: 3 months ago Oh my gosh!!! I was expecting a lot of things but not that! That is one way of taking advantage of a messy situation. I loved how he went to dotting husband at day to Dom at night. The chastity and edging was fantastic. Now I can’t wait to see what kind of revenge Loum has planned, you can think of a lot of punishments when locked in chastity for months on end!
Pure as the driven snow, Wary is.Pup Wingletang wrote: 3 months ago What a kind and loving husband! Wary has found a great way to get a bit of payback on Loum and proves that just because you've broken bones the fun doesn't have to stop. And what a great present for Loum when he's finally healed. Absolutely no manipulation of the situation by Wary!
Now that's an interesting commentgag1195 wrote: 3 months ago Now that is some good bedside manner! We should all be so lucky to receive such treatment when we fall off a mountain!
