When the slave entered his mistress's basement room, he had no idea what would happen. She had told him to get completely undressed before going to the basement because he was in for a special surprise today.
Therefore, he had obediently stripped off his clothes and placed them neatly folded in front of the cellar door before he entered. He entered the space and saw some cling film on the table. He knew the slave would be wrapped up in this. As a result of the fact that he had just recently admitted to his mistress that he was very interested in the foil fetish and had wondered what it would be like to be a foil mummy. He knew right away that his mistress would wrap him in cling film today because she enjoyed stealing his original ideas.
The Mistress' floor-length, skin-pressing dress was made of tight plastic, giving the impression that she was herself wearing PVC. He had to look up at her a little because she was also wearing high-heeled shoes, admiringly. He was called over, and with one deft motion, she skillfully covered his mouth, making him speak nothing for the rest of the session.
She remained silent, too, only slowly starting at his feet to encircle him with cling film. He was instantly rendered speechless and unable to flee. He was clearly excited by his sense of helplessness. Since he was naked, he was unable to conceal his growing lust.
He had previously been examining BDSM mummification images, imagining what it would be like to be a foil mummy, and of course, engaging in independent foil fetish experimentation. The Mistress wrapped her slave into a foil mummy, but that wasn't the same as what he felt here. As she continued to wrap the slave in cling film, she could see his obvious excitement. She stopped.
He jumped, wanting her to continue wrapping the bondage wrap around his body and wishing for a full BDSM mummification, but she had already left. His mistress had just gone next door after she had finished wrapping the slave. Although he was ashamed of it, he was unable to control his excitement. Did the mistress just leave because of her, or was it something else?
He heard a bowl jingle inside of her return after a short while. He would have roared like a bull if he could have screamed, but she had put on latex gloves and deliberately reached for the object of her ire, placing it in the bowl she was holding below.
However, the gag only caused him to gasp when he felt the ice water in the bowl and his level of arousal suddenly decreased. The mistress finished wrapping the slave in cling film and set the bowl on the table after she was satisfied. By tightly squeezing the foil around his waist and tying him to herself, she was able to reach his neck without incident. In the interim, he had already transformed into a still foil mummy and streams of water were pouring off of him. He was gradually becoming warm inside the bondage foil, so some of it was sweat as well as some leftover drops of ice water.
His head was also covered in foil, with special attention paid to leaving his mouth, nose, and eyes open. Under the cling film, his pleasure would repeatedly start to throb, but he was unable to move either his arms, legs, or the pleasure stick. Her mummification was almost complete because everything was fixed underneath the bondage foil. His arousal increased as she walked around her creation, running her hands along his wrapped body to make sure everything was secure.
The slave was now perspiring profusely while being wrapped in the mummification foil, and due to the way he was positioned, he had no chance of eluding his mistress. He couldn't even turn his head because she had fixed him so firmly in the cling film when she moved to the side and vanished from his line of sight. His mistress pushed a large standing mirror sideways toward him so he could see himself as a foil mummy. Because he hardly recognized himself, the sight upset him even more. This foil mummy, which only had eyes and a nose and was otherwise made of plastic, struck him as being anonymous and strange.
His mistress then moved in behind him and started to cover his eyes with cling film. She gradually and successively obscured his view, and everything in front of him vanished and blurred behind the transparent film that grew ever more impenetrable. It was even stranger that he couldn't even make out his own reflection in the mirror. The slave was now cocooned, delivered, and restrained, and she was completely veiled. He didn't move; his heart was beating fast with excitement. His heart was racing, and the sweat beads gathered where they were caught under the foil. His breathing was restricted by the slippery, tight cling film.
Because her cooing sounds could be heard to him through the thick layer of foil, the mistress appeared to be happy with the mummification. His hearing was also cut off from his surroundings and even from his mistress. Although she occasionally whipped his wrapped body with her whip while pacing around him, he hardly noticed it. She appeared to be purring. He was far too preoccupied with his own BDSM mummification and the world of his foil.
His touch sensitivity was so acute that he believed he could feel every wrapped centimeter of his body, and everything around him seemed surreal. He felt like exploding as the mistress fingered his nipples after what felt like an eternity with something cold, severing the foil to get the nipples out. The intensity of the touch had hit him like a slap.
The exposed nipples appeared to grow enormous under the Mistress' fingers as she spun and massaged them, and the extreme sensitivity made him hard elsewhere as well, even though he was laced up there under the foil. Finally, the mistress created a hole there as well, and as soon as she did, his lust rushed through it. He heard very little and saw nothing, but he was now intensely focused on feeling her hands and was silently pleading for her to let go.
But because the mistress was a sadist, she repeatedly drenched him in ice water to drive him insane with desire, greed, and cooling. Under the mummification foil, he was now drenched in sweat and completely wet. She had bound and gagged the slave, who eventually gave in to her sadistic behavior because he was at her mercy.
When his mistress had had enough of playing with her homemade foil bondage mummy, he finally let out his horniness and exploded in a high arc.
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