The colder winter weather lends itself very well to leather, particularly My leather sleepsack. It may be called a ‘sleepsack’ but My slave would be placed in a position where ‘sleeping’ would not be possible *WEG*.
Typically, My sleepsack tends to be used in the more obvious horizontal position. slave tate has not experienced My sleepsack in a vertical position before and there was no time like the present to try something new!
With My slave in the sleepsack, I now had to secure him with rope to prevent him from losing balance and toppling forward. Some well placed rope kept him in an upright position, a leather posture collar improved his posture even more, and a blindfold prevented him from seeing what was coming *winks*.
I wanted to see how long My slave would last in this vertical position and it was initially challenging for him to maintain his balance. Well, there isn’t much room for adjustment with the feet firmly encased in the sleepsack. After some minutes of finally establishing his balance, the torment began. Some additional ropes were attached to the posture collar and then My fingers went to work, teasing and gently squeezing the nipples which were already being pulled by cords attached to them.
The pressure of torment fluctuated from nothing to persistent intensity, teasing and denying, and gradually building My slave’s excitement to a peak where I kept him hanging for a little longer… and a little longer still.
An hour and a half of being challenged in many ways, My slave was finally brought to a fitting conclusion where an orgasm was not a choice anymore and he was forced to climax.
What an engrossing way to end My long weekend and that for My slave!