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Wife's Bondage & Foot Slave Husband

... at you! Locked in chains, helpless, your situation hopeless, no possible escape from your bondage, now and forever my bondage and foot slave! And look! Bare Feet! You are now forced to obey to my command that you will go in bare feet forever! Do you have anything to say to that slave? No, well, it's just as well you don't!"

She ordered him to come over to her. He started over to the door where she stood, and was brought up short of reaching the door by about 2 feet. He couldn't comply because his feet were chained to the wall and wouldn't let him get as far as the door.

"That's right slave! You are not allowed to get as far as your cell door. I have some food here for you which I will slide through the portal door after I lock you in your cell. I was thinking of torturing you for a bit to entertain myself, but, I decided to let you get acclimated to your permanent bondage & your hopeless situation."

"Thank you Slave Master! May I worship your beautiful feet now? But Slave Master, you are wearing shoes! It is so unlike you. May I remove them and worship your feet please?"

"Not right now slave. I may give you that pleasure later on."

With that, she slammed the cell door shut, locked it, and passed the food in through the portal door at the bottom. Tom hadn't noticed before the cell door was shut, but the light in his cell was very dim. Then, he heard her voice over an intercom system.

"Remember slave, I have a number of video cameras and microphones hidden in ...

... your cell so I can see and hear you at all times. When you have to relieve yourself, you may remove your butt plug. You will then use the toilet after which you will wash the plug and re-insert it. Your food will arrive via a shaft I had installed, so I won't have to come to you in person. For liquid, you have all the water you desire. The food will come at all different times to keep you off balance as to the passage of time. Remember, I'm watching you at all times. When I can't, you are being recorded so I can go back and see what I missed. So, make sure I don't see anything that will make me torture you even more than I am going to anyway! Enjoy your new permanent home!"

Again, that ghoulish laugh, and the intercom shut off. Tom sat down and tested all of his chains, hoping against hope that he might get out of at least some of them, but no luck. His ankle shackles were tethered by a permanent 18" chain non-removable. His wrist shackles were tethered by a non-removable 18" chain so he was able to clean myself, but the chain could be shortened by use of a padlock. Indeed, his wrists could be padlocked together as well as his feet. Tom's hands were chained to his feet by a 32" restraining chain. And of course, he was chained to the back wall by his shackled feet. Tom took this all in, knowing he was in serious trouble. Helplessly bound in heavy steel shackles and chains, chained to the wall, with bare feet, and shock collar, plus a chastity cage wired with e-stm, locked ...