[kassyS]

old hag: I woke up sore and aching. My entire body was a conductor for ache. I reflected on the events of final night.
It had started out as joy really. My garments put me in the mood for mischief, and I shuffled around, contorting my body and trying to acquire out of molester 's ropes. molester stood in the corner, laughing animal training my foolhardy attempts and I grew ever greater quantity determined to work my way out. Every success was countered by molester with an adjustment, a bigger knot, a rope around my neck pulled CONTINUOUSLY higher. Still I kept trying animal play the ropes, shoving and working animalism the knots, giggling all the way. molester lastly made me sit on my knees and pulled the rope tight. Now I had to struggle to deal with the pressure on my knees, which were quickly becoming sore. I hadn't realized how much energy I had expended in trying to receive out of molester 's ropes earlier, I was getting truly tired actually fast. I tried to sit back on my feet to relieve my knees, this position put a lot of strain on my hips, and tightened the rope on my neck further,but I held on.
molester pulled my shoes and socks off and tickled em, shoved em and pinched em, laughter turned to screams.
Soon,that guy loosened the rope on my neck, solely to tie it to my foot! He pulled me up and I felt a terrible strain on my ankle, the pressure was unbearable. I had seen him do this plenty of times, and had not ever experienced it myself. I was terrified. Soon my dismay deepened, I started to feel as if the belts of leather wrapped around my foot were slipping, and imagined myself plummeting to the ground head 1st. These were irrational fears, but I could not shake em, I screamed to be let down.

Then it got worse. I was instructed to lie on a clear sheet of vinyl that molester had prepared for a peculiar scene. He folded some other sheet over me, and began taping down the edges.
Then the suction began, and with a high pitched squeal, the vacuum suctioned the 2 pieces of vinyl jointly! After several begins and stops, I was lastly vacuum sealed and hung, like a bag of violet colored candy or a packaged doll.
I cannot START to express the utter anxiety I felt in this situation. There was pressure all around me, my nose was indeed pinched shut, and even though it was clear vinyl, I could not watch everything, my eyes had been squeezed shut also. I had to struggle to expand my diaphragm, and it was rough to breathe. I feared not getting sufficiently air, and wondered what would happen if I fainted, would molester be able to tell? Would I still be able to hold the catheter in my face hole that supplied me with worthwhile air or would the vacuum engulf that out also? I had ear plugs in and I couldn't hear everything molester was saying, I was alone with this terrible pressure all around me and despite knowing molester , and having worked with him for so lengthy I could not put aside this fear, I could not reason animalism all. Blind horror and panic overwhelmed me, and thank god, molester started pulling me down.

I was so pleased to be out of there, that I would WILLINGLY undergo any other punishment, and I of course was shoved to my limitations. My arms had been bound behind me for quite some time already, and they would acquire quite the treatment now.
molester mounted me on the box and put my into a severe wrist and ankle bondage. I had to struggle just to maintain it, and felt an incredible strain on my lower back, and in my arms. I alternated betwixt poking forward to relieve my back, and trying to keep the strain off my shoulders. My shoulders felt like they were being wrenched out of their sockets, and since my arms are double jointed, I indeed had to fight to make sure that they didn't rotate in their sockets (which is usually not a large deal, but in this case, with this much pressure would have been terribly painful). molester poked me forward on the edge of the box, so that my titties hung off. I had one more terrifying pont of time here, my entire body trembling. I felt as if I were going to rock forward and fall off the box and I shoved back with all my might, highly increasing the strain on my lower back.
To make matters worse, molester clamped my very sensitive nipps and started adding weights one by one, to every teat. The ache on my back and my sheer anxiety were so intensive that I hardly reacted to the ache in my nipps.
Finally after one clothespin had fallen below the weight it had beared, the other was removed, and I was let out.

Next we did an inverted suspension, which felt great... animal play 1st. My arms were FREE, and I felt like a playing in a jungle gym. I would not feel like this for lengthy.
molester brought out a bucket, and fastened it to my hair. Then this chab began filling up the bucket with water, putting quite the load on my very sensitive scalp. The worst however, was when that guy pulled out the Violet wand. I heard it crackling and charging and I knew what was coming, even previous to I felt the 1st jolt of electricity on my vulnerable, stripped body. He toyed with me, running it along lightly and then letting the harsher zaps receive to my nipps and genitals.
Soon this chab tired of those games, and led me to some other in what appeared to be like an endless stream of tortures.

molester is an engineer of ache, and had prepared an especially unmerciful device tonight.
Two elevated pieces of wood were parallel, with sufficiently space betwixt to accomodate for the rather big marital-device on the "Fuck Machine" as it is affectionately referred to.
The pieces of wood were slanted slightly, but not sufficiently for any real comfort, the intense unmoving edges hurt my haunches and arse and my position felt precarious with my arms bound tightly behind my back. Although molester had bound a supporting rope, it offered adult baby consolation, I needed to lean back and hold very still to feel animal training all SECURE. An awful rubber hood was put on my head as well, it was enormous and the edges were heavy and dug into the soft skin of my face.
The machine was turned on and the sextoy started pumping. Although the angle had been adjusted for proper penetration, it wasn't enchanting animal play all. All my aches and pains from my earlier trials were wearing on my body, and the discomforts of my position weren't HELPING.
Along comes molester with his magic wand and anything changes. My body is his instrument, and his tune changes from one of suffering, to fun. As uncomfortable as anything was and after all that I'd gone throughout, I was surprised to discover how responsive I was. It wasn't lengthy in advance of I was begging for an agonorgasmos, and I exploded for what appeared to be like forever.

My final trial of the evening was a harrowing one. I had not at any time taken a intense thrashing in advance of, but I had acquiesced to taking this tonight, to shove my protocol and expand em.
Sir Barry came to the helm and after a valuable warmup this guy got to work. I tried to give in to the torment,to hold still and take the striking, to be brave and stalwart. It was rough, and I had no restraints, I just had to take it. I held on for as lengthy as I could, the pang coursing throughout with every rod jerk off, tears rolling down my face.
Finally it was over and I felt like a once more. I could barely speak, and even though the torture was no longer there, I could not staunch my tears, or the shudders that racked my body.


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shut up, you old hag


AARRRGGGHHHHH

The forced submission of old hag really heats up as the bound molester is put on the floor to deal with her elbows and the tight gag that's been strapped into her mouth, she groans and writhes in obvious distress and when the vibe is put next to her Sarah knows what's coming next. Holding her tight against me I make Sarah spread her legs and the vibe is jammed hard against her already abused pussy until she is made to cum HARD with her eyes rolling back in her head from the intense pleasure.

Then she is rolled on her tummy where she is HOGTIED and with the way her ankles are tied she can't close her thighs and yep, you guessed it, the vibe is put back on her tender clit and the poor molester is again forced to endure extreme sexual sensations but it's a mixed bag for her. With her arms bound so excruciatingly tight she's in severe physical distress bordering on agony yet her body is driven to orgasms that are both painful yet sexually satisfying and to see Sarah deal with such a wide range of emotions is absolutely amazing! Mercifully the vibe is put away but her misery continues when she's left hogtied for the rest of the afternoon and what a sight this molester makes as she writhes, struggles and groans in very tight bondage!


heh heh heh

ARRRRGGGGHHHHH


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