This chilly rainy weather makes me think of possibilities. I can just imagine spending the afternoon/evening tied up spread eagle in the backyard somewhere, left to squirm and shiver and suffer. My tits are tied nice and tight, and a ring or spider gag is attached to my mouth forcing me to turn my head sideways or crane my neck upwards during the brief bouts of heavier showers. I’m mostly ignored, or only idly considered except for breaks where someone comes by and beats and kicks my tits and cunt, pisses and spits on me, or otherwise uses me for their amusement. Maybe they’ll pelt me with objects for target practice, maybe they’ll turn the hose on me when the rain clears for a bit, maybe adding a layer of arousal gel or something for burning just to watch me whimper and squirm any more. Maybe I was even strapped down over a layer of rocks mixed with a bag of ice.
But alas, all I can do right now is look at the sky and dream.