When I first received the invitation to the bondage party, I was filled with a mix of excitement and apprehension. The idea of being part of such an event was thrilling, but the specifics of my role were still a mystery. Little did I know that my experience would take a turn I never anticipated—being put into a bondage sleepsack and displayed as decoration for the evening. I'm certainly no stranger to being in a bondage sleepsack , but being put on display as an ornament at a party would be...

As I prepared for my day, a mix of excitement and nervousness welled up inside me. The anticipation of being bound was almost tangible. I carefully curated my gear, choosing a snug leather bondage hood designed to envelop my head, effectively blocking out distractions while amplifying my other senses.

I have to admit, I was once skeptical about loyalty programs. You know, those little cards or apps that promise rewards if you keep...