As you grind your cock against his smaller and softer form you can feel the strait jacket wither and fade now; the young boy has been doing more magic and you feel your mind clearing again. The lust and need and desire inside you hasn't faded though; you have merely regained some of your reason. Enough so that you want to try dominating once more; grabbing the boy and holding him down as you begin to shove and grind your monster against his body with more force. Suddenly as before though mysterious and animated chains appear from the air; these ones don't have hooks though and there is only four of them; each one has a shackle on the end. You find that they attach quickly and tightly to your wrists and ankles and drag you away from the boy howling. You need him! You have to have him! Now you are pulled away and you struggle; not as a joke this time, but quite seriously.
One of the shackles is green and is tethered to your right ankle; you find now that this leg can't seem to lift from the ground at all now; it's as if your foot and leg were glued to the floor. The blue shackle and chain is bound to your right ankle; and you find that this leg has become rubbery and flexible; as if all the bones have vanished from the limb. The white shackle and chain attached to your left hand has made your left arm feel weightless and you can't seem to bring it back down to your side instead it lifts up high above your head. Finally the red shackle attached to your right wrist and hand and arm; this arm moves of it's own volition now; completely out of your control. It strokes and pulls at your monster cock; and pulls and massages your balls; continuing to stimulate you as you coo and moan; thrusting against and into your own hand.
You look up at the green haired boy; who is enjoying watching you as he strokes himself. He isn't small; but he's not massive either; certainly no where near your size. You want to fuck him so badly; make him shoot his own load all over his body. Your eyes half-lidded as you snarl and moan at him; wordlessly begging for the ability to just stuff yourself into him. You can see him gesturing some more; you're so mad with lust; you can't even imagine what kind of enchantment or spell he might be planning to pull next.