Mummified in the Hot sun

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The temperature outside read 32 degrees, Zoey was already warm and it was about to get a lot hotter. First balanced on a block Zoey was pallet wrapped to a post outside layer by layer as the sweat began to bead all over her body. Once properly secured, arms at her sides bound tightly as the plastic begins to shrink slightly. Watch as layer by layer it all get tighter and hotter her breathing now struggled. The duct tape is wrapped around leaving only Zoeys head exposed, her breathing now struggled. You can see the tension building on her face as sweat is now streaming out of the bottom of the taped up mummified Zoey as finally a cone is placed in her mouth and her head is in cased. Once fully closed off from the world all you can hear are her struggled breathes, occasional giggle and the tiniest of wiggle against the tape on the pole.Zoey the willing submissive desperate for attention. My hands are cuffed above my head, leaving me vulnerable and exposed. The hood over my head is tight and hot, muffling my hearing but heightening my other senses. I can't help but writhe in my bonds, desperate for the slightest touch whilst aching for someone to take notice of me, to touch me, to use me. As the minutes tick by, I'm left to stew in my own desperation. My body is screaming for release, my nipples are hard and throbbing, begging to be touched. Finally, the hood is ripped off my head. A metal ring gag is shoved into my mouth, keeping it open and making me drool. The nipple clamps are added, and I'm left to writhe in agony with this addition of harsh clamps biting into my sensitive flesh sends waves of exquisite pain coursing through my body. I'll do anything to get what I need. I'll drool, I'll beg, I'll plead. I'll take whatever punishment is doled out to me, as long as it means I get to feel something. I'm a pet, a plaything, a toy. Use me and make me beg for more. I'm yours to command.