The British Institution: Nylon Worship Bondage Prisoner.

Imagine you have been captured. You are kneeling in a room with your hands tied behind your back, naked and terrified. The door opens and your captresses walk in.

They are stunning.

You wait for them to begin the interrogation but that’s not what they want. One wants Her powerful nylon legs worshipped while the other looks on.

It’s exciting but humiliating.

After a while, they tire of the game and spit in your face, leaving you frustrated and helpless. Afraid of when they will come back but longing for it too.