Tit Tawk

I have yet to experience breast bondage, but I can not wait to have my tits bound with until they look like they'll burst, the skin puffing up over the rope. I long to feel the tightness squeeze my being. It seems beautifully cruel. I love the juxtaposition of something so beautiful against something so rough. The vision of being tied up like that with clamps danging cross my chest from nipple-to-nipple is definitely one fantasy I hope to make reality. I'm sure it will hurt like am motherfucker, and that is what I want.
I am most certain Teacher will now be visiting me with a coil of rope with my name on it. Or rather a coil of rope with the girls' names on it.