Last night was the second night that I spent in the cell in severe bondage. Both myself and my mentor wanted to up the ante to make the bondage even more strenuous than the night before. It suggested that its hooded head be attached via a chain to its labia piercings. In this way a sudden move of its head would cause it to pull on the rings causing an "ouch" response. In addition to that it put the electrified dildo in its pussy and turned it way up to a somewhat random setting.
Why does it want this? Why does it enjoy pain? why does this very restrictive bondage thrill me like it does? Honestly...it has no idea. All it knows is that the first 5 hours were torture, a maelstrom of thoughts, head spinning with one thought after another. The pain of my limbs, the knowledge that it WANTED this, the wetness in my electrified pussy, the hands and feet that are nearly helpless but not quite. Yes, i cried again...yes, I fought my urges to escape it, yes I absolutely loved it and want more. It can't say why still. It feels itself changing, loving the silence and the exquisite pain, but still not sure why.
Half way through the night it woke up. Didn't even realize sleep had come, but it was panicked and felt it had to get out. It took everything apart and gave itself a break. My mentor was there with me guiding me through it even though it was 4 am. Thank you for that! After a break it was determined it would finish the time, hooked itself up and honestly, don't remember another thing until the alarm went off. it slept like a baby.
Throughout the day he has asked me for my thoughts, for how things felt, for my fears. All it can think of is it wants more...how even with the tough parts it is craving it. What will change over the coming days and weeks? It does not know what growth will occur only that there will be growth and pleasure and pain. Right now it is trying to earn more than 3 minutes on its fuck machine!