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It didn't take long to get the session started. The crotch harness device went on easily, and snapped shut and locked in an instant. It was perfectly designed, and very snug. It wrapped around his chastity device and like a thong went between his butt cheeks, widening at the back, where there was a slot at the back, just above the tailbone. This is where the cuffs would slide through. Dave slipped the cuffs behind the wide back bar and into that slot. Once that was done, Dave noticed that now the handcuffs looked and behaved like rigid cuffs. Dave opened the cuffs, and grabbed the nipple clamps.
There were two for each nipple, four total. Two had weight attached, and two had small bells attached. One of each would be attached to each nipple. The clamps themselves were small sturdy plastic clamps with nasty "grabbers" at the end, designed to be impossible to remove without fingers, and inflict pain. Dave knew from his prior self bondage games that once they were on and he was locked, every movement would amplify the nipple pain due to the weights, and of course the bells would be a true annoyance!
Dave immediately attached the clamps. "OUCH!" They hurt... A lot! Dave instantly regretted choosing the pain level 8 out of 10... "I'm so stupid when I'm horny!" Dave wailed to himself. But in another minute, all four clamps were securely attached to his nipples. "No going back now", Dave thought.
He put his arms behind his back and positioned his left hand into the left cuff, and immediately clicked it shut... click,click... Then his right hand... click, click...
"BEEP,BEEP. Bondage Session in Progress!" The transmitter happily announced!
Dave was overwhelmed with incredible sensory overload. The cuffs still needed to be tightened down, so Dave backed gingerly against the kitchen counter, to push each cuff another couple of latches tighter... click, click... click, click. Dave was satisfied with the tightness of the cuffs. At least for now.
Dave walked to the transmitter, feeling the pain in his nipples with every step, the clamps swaying, the bells chiming away.
Dave was surprised though. Instead of the now familiar statistics, the transmitter simply displayed a message:
"Session timer will not start until the handcuffs are properly tightened!"
What? Dave had never specified a tightness for the cuffs nor had he been prompted for that. He suspected another nasty default value. So Dave carefully backed into the counter again near the transmitter, and eased each cuff closed another notch. click... click... But still the transmitter was not happy.
Dave repeated his tightening, going five more clicks for each cuff, and FINALLY the transmitter was happy. Although as far as Dave was concerned the cuffs were now VERY VERY tight!
The transmitter LCD now displayed:
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Poll Results as of Now:
a. 100 days..........9
b. 400 days..........6
c. 1600 days........31
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Daily Bondage Session Duration: 6 Hours
Sentence: TBD - Poll: 100, 400, or 1600 days
Days Completed: 0
Penalty Days Added: 0
Sentence Status: Enabled and Active
Non-Compliance Penalties: 400 days and $400
Compliance Fee (daily): $5
Outfit Compliance Status: OK
Bondage Compliance Status: OK, Session In Progress
WebCams: Active
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Current Session Start Time: 1:33pm
Current Session End Time: 7:33pm
Current Time: 1:34pm
Time Served: 0:01
Time Remaining: 5:59
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Dave noticed the addition of the session statistics at the bottom of the display. "Nice touch", he thought. And then... OMG... He was suddenly hit by the magnitude of his predicament!
"Here I am... alone in my house, locked in handcuffs, my nipples clamped, unable to move my hands from the small of my back. And a machine will release me in about six hours... OMG! Oh, and let's not forget the webcams! People are undoubtedly watching me right now!"
Dave carefully walked to his laptop that he had on his kitchen island, and luckily he had left his webcam webpage up. Dave manuevered his butt to the mouse and the fingers of his right hand could just barely control the mouse. Dave struggled but finally managed to click on the browser's refresh button, his nipples registering pain with each hard fought movement. The webcam stats read:
Current Viewers............................21
Total Unique Viewers Today................137
Total Unique Viewers All-Time.............202
"Oh Shit! Twenty one people are watching me locked in bondage in my home. And I have no way of turning off the webcams... Or any way to get free from my bondage... OMG, what have I done?" Dave thought, careful not to say any of that out loud. He suddenly had no idea whether he could be heard as well as seen. (He could, the espionage styled webcams had VERY precise and powerful microphones as well).
Dave stepped away from the laptop and instinctively tried to pull his hands free. "Surely there has to be a way out of this!" Dave struggled for all he was worth, pulling his arms hard and trying desperately to get free. But it resulted in nothing but more nipple and wrist pain.
Dave made his way back to the webcam page, and struggled again, this time to get to the webcam display tab. Finally, it refreshed, and Dave could see a full page of small windows, twenty in all. This display was different than the one from last night, and if you clicked on one, it went full page size. Dave was on display from every angle. Dave also could see, as he alternated between using the mouse with his imprisoned right hand, to then face the screen, that there were options for the users to take and download video and photos from any one of the windows. "Oh this is TOO MUCH!" Dave wailed to himself.
Dave then painfully wandered back to the transmitter, and saw that he'd now completed 0:12 minutes! Twelve minutes? That's it? Dave's nipples were in serious pain, and there was nothing he could do about it. Absolutely every movement caused the nipple clamp weights and bells to sway, increasing the already nasty pain. Dave was absolutely regretting his nipple clamp choice, having made that decision in a very cavalier fashion!
But more disturbing, as Dave viewed the transmitter, was that his poll had suddenly gotten quite popular!
The transmitter's LCD displayed the current results:
a. 100 days.........12
b. 400 days.........11
c. 1600 days........65
"OMG... and that's after only twelve minutes. I'm going to have to serve 1600 days for sure!" This was all getting a bit overwhelming for Dave.
Dave had done a lot of self bondage before, so was no stranger to this, but he always had a release mechanism, or the keys were nearby. He always could get free when he "needed" to. He now realized he didn't have that luxury any more. "Yep, that's why I bought this, remember?" Dave chided himself. "Buck it up boy, and deal with it. You're getting exactly what you asked for!"
At that, Dave did indeed begin to calm down, and incredibly, he found that after those first few minutes, the clamps were starting to feel a bit more tolerable.
And in fact, as Dave got hornier and hornier, strutting around in bondage in front of the webcams, the nipple clamps suddenly became quite tolerable. "I can do this" he thought.
And of course, in bondage, Dave started to fantasize. Like he always did while locked up. Except in this case, what was there to fantasize about? It was happening! Every nasty fantasy he'd ever had... Here it was!
And the minutes crawled along. Dave went from moments of joy and ecstasy to moments of supreme despair as he strutted around for the webcams. "Why Oh Why did this happen to me?" Dave wondered, but he in fact knew damn well why. He wanted this!
But enduring this for six hours was not just a matter of giving oneself the "Be Tough!" speech. This was real punishment! Except that Dave couldn't get past the fact that he was truly loving it!
At the transmitter again, Dave checked the LCD screen:
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Poll Results as of Now:
a. 100 days.........17
b. 400 days.........14
c. 1600 days........92
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Daily Bondage Session Duration: 6 Hours
Sentence: TBD - Poll: 100, 400, or 1600 days
Days Completed: 0
Penalty Days Added: 0
Sentence Status: Enabled and Active
Non-Compliance Penalties: 400 days and $400
Compliance Fee (daily): $5
Outfit Compliance Status: OK
Bondage Compliance Status: OK, Session In Progress
WebCams: Active
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Current Session Start Time: 1:33pm
Current Session End Time: 7:33pm
Current Time: 2:57pm
Time Served: 1:24
Time Remaining: 4:36
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"Over four and a half hours to go!" Dave stomped off, supremely frustrated!
Dave fell into a pattern of strutting around the apartment, trying to forget the time, then suddenly he'd find himself yanking his arms for all he was worth to get his wrists free, the bells singing madly. Then Dave would strut around some more, stop at the webcam display to see the number of viewers, then back to the transmitter LCD screen to see the time and new vote count.
And then of course, he'd resume his strutting around the apartment. Every so often, out of habit, he'd go into his bedroom to where he usually kept the handcuff keys on the bathroom counter. But of course, there were no keys there with which to release himself!
The webcam stats now read:
Current Viewers............................18
Total Unique Viewers Today................277
Total Unique Viewers All-Time.............342
Dave decided to explore, to see if he could figure out where the webcams were. But as he inspected the walls where the webcams seemed to be recording from, he couldn't see anything. After walking the whole apartment, he still had no idea where they were installed.
And Dave fell into another period of agonizing frustration! He wanted so badly to be released! He stomped madly towards the bedroom, the bells singing away, his nipples seemingly on fire... but of course, there were still no keys to freedom on the counter-top.
"OMG" ... Was about all Dave could think at this point. Dave realized he'd truly found his place in life... As a chastised, collared, locked-up bondage punishment webcam sex object!
Finally, finally, Dave watched his nasty bondage session come to an end. Glued to the transmitter's LCD display, he watched in near agony as the final minutes counted down. It was worse now near the end, as minutes passed like hours! Dave was thrilled when the cuffs popped open at exactly the right moment, and the nipple clamps and harness unlocked at the same time. Dave was free in a minute.
After Dave was done in the bathroom and had slipped into a sissy thong, he just had to grab a beer! Wow. What an experience. Dave stepped out of his basement apartment's back door and into the yard. It was just past sundown, and Dave sat on the bottom porch step. It was an incredible experience!
But even as Dave relaxed and sipped the beer, he realized that he was still incredibly horny! The chastity device was unyielding, and his cock was dying to get free. But what could he do about it? Nothing!
And in fact, he already started looking forward to his next session! Not to mention upcoming humiliating walks to Rockets, the lakefront, and local stores...
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