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"That was amazing, no one suspected a thing. It was so hot leaving the store, everyone looking sorry for me, with no idea what we just did 😁"

"Yeah, like 'poor woman, I'm glad she has someone to take care of her while she's stuck like that' 😘"

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Erica slipped her shoes off once she and her partner got home -- it felt a little odd to keep her balance with her upper body sealed away in her cast.

"Hey, I have to pee, can ... uh ..."

"Happy to help. Here, I'll-"

😳 Erica's partner stepped behind her, unzipped her skirt, and pulled it down to her ankles.

"-there. I'll help you get cleaned up afterward, let me know when you're ready."

'That's not what I was going to ask,' she thought.

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Using the bathroom after sex had become a sort of ritual for Erica; she had done this for years to avoid getting urinary tract infections, and she'd started to depend on this alone time to 'reset' and collect herself after intense sessions of BDSM fun.

Erica's heart was racing after she relieved herself, as she realized that there was no 'reset', no reprieve. Their trip out had been exhilarating, and the sex had been fantastic -- but now that unconventional 'session' was over, the endorphins had mostly worn off ... and she was still trapped in strict bondage.

Her mind was buzzing as her partner cleaned her up and dressed her in a pair of athletic shorts. Erica took a deep breath and gave her partner a coy look. "So ... how do you take this off? 😅"

"Oh, it'll be a long time before you have to worry about that."

🤨 "What do you mean?" She twisted back and forth at the waist and smiled nervously. "I figured I could keep this on for a little while longer after we got home, maybe a few hours, but-"

"Did you forget already? I didn't mean to literally fuck your brains out in that changing room 😜 I guess today we both 'won' in a sense, with how much fun we had, but I won the bet. You agreed to stay like that for as long as I want, but like I said, you're free to get out of that on your own-"

"I can't get out of this."

"Right. So you're going to get used to living without your arms for a while."

😳

"I promise I'll take good care of you while you recover from the 'accident' 😘"

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Big surprise, right? 😁

This won't necessarily be the end for Erica, but back to regularly scheduled programming after this.

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(previous: Changing room help | next: Uninhibited )
(gallery folder )

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"That was amazing, no one suspected a thing. It was so hot leaving the store, everyone looking sorry for me, with no idea what we just did 😁"

"Yeah, like 'poor woman, I'm glad she has someone to take care of her while she's stuck like that' 😘"

---

Erica slipped her shoes off once she and her partner got home -- it felt a little odd to keep her balance with her upper body sealed away in her cast.

"Hey, I have to pee, can ... uh ..."

"Happy to help. Here, I'll-"

😳 Erica's partner stepped behind her, unzipped her skirt, and pulled it down to her ankles.

"-there. I'll help you get cleaned up afterward, let me know when you're ready."

'That's not what I was going to ask,' she thought.

---

Using the bathroom after sex had become a sort of ritual for Erica; she had done this for years to avoid getting urinary tract infections, and she'd started to depend on this alone time to 'reset' and collect herself after intense sessions of BDSM fun.

Erica's heart was racing after she relieved herself, as she realized that there was no 'reset', no reprieve. Their trip out had been exhilarating, and the sex had been fantastic -- but now that unconventional 'session' was over, the endorphins had mostly worn off ... and she was still trapped in strict bondage.

Her mind was buzzing as her partner cleaned her up and dressed her in a pair of athletic shorts. Erica took a deep breath and gave her partner a coy look. "So ... how do you take this off? 😅"

"Oh, it'll be a long time before you have to worry about that."

🤨 "What do you mean?" She twisted back and forth at the waist and smiled nervously. "I figured I could keep this on for a little while longer after we got home, maybe a few hours, but-"

"Did you forget already? I didn't mean to literally fuck your brains out in that changing room 😜 I guess today we both 'won' in a sense, with how much fun we had, but I won the bet. You agreed to stay like that for as long as I want, but like I said, you're free to get out of that on your own-"

"I can't get out of this."

"Right. So you're going to get used to living without your arms for a while."

😳

"I promise I'll take good care of you while you recover from the 'accident' 😘"

================

Big surprise, right? 😁

This won't necessarily be the end for Erica, but back to regularly scheduled programming after this.