The toy started to vibrate in my cunt, and I wanted to squirm, grind my hips and really feel it, but I couldn’t. The vet wrap held me back, and this mummified brat was left to the mercy of my Owner’s thumb, toggling the vibrator’s control - up and down, breathing harder through the small hole cut just enough for my mouth. Wanting it more, until He’d take it away and I had to give in and wait. I don’t like giving in, yet I had no control, no senses, but the touch of the vibrator beating inside me. I needed release, not from the type hold of the mummification wrap, rather the throbbing of my cunt: will I get it?