Pathetic fuckmeat on a chain

She won’t stop whipping me… the pain keeps coming while I hang here upside down, legs spread wide. I can’t do anything but cry and twitch in pain. She likes it tho. Each strike makes me jerk and sob helplessly in the chains, drooling and leaking.
I can only cry and tremble while she’s having fun..

If she pushes her pussy in my face I’ll lick it desperately… It’s been a while… Whether I’m locked in a cramped cage or hanging like this. I don’t even know which is worse… but my opinion doesn’t matter anyway…

My cage is a tiny iron box… so small I can barely move. I have to sit with my knees crushed against my chest, my head pressed against the cold bars on top. My wrists are usually chained to the sides or behind my back so I can’t even touch myself. The floor is hard and freezing. Sometimes she just puts a dog bowl with water or scraps inside and leaves me there for hours… sometimes in complete darkness. But most of all, she likes to tie her shoe/socks to my nose and mouth. She loves to watch me spend hours trying to get fresh air, inhaling the smell of her feet.

I sit there for so long, listening to her moving around, knowing she can see me whenever she wants. Sometimes she places the cage right in front of her and makes me watch while she fucks someone else.

When she finally opens the door and drags me out by my hair… I’m so pathetically grateful, even if it means I’m going to be whipped again.