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It was a hot August day. Even without air
conditioning, being inside was better than going out. Besides, i can be
myself inside. Dressed in my cuffs, collar, and tight crotch rope, which
held in my plug, Doreen left for her day at work. i went to work cleaning
our home.
Early in the afternoon i started vacuuming. Having never been accused of
being graceful, i proved once again why. The vacuum's cord caught my ankle
cuff, sending me stumbling forward and the head of the vacuum into the
base of our free standing floor fan. CRASH!
The round top of the fan, still spinning, rolled around on the floor,
leaving the base on its side. i raced to unplug it. Thankfully, the fan
was the only casualty. i picked up the pieces. The plastic base that held
the fan to its pole was snapped.
i was really mad at myself. Our main floor fan lay in pieces. Worse yet,
it was Doreen's. my hands weren't even locked together. The fan still
worked, but without its base, i didn't think it would have much use. i
gathered myself together, sat it aside, and went about the rest of my
chores.
i felt like such a bonehead. i guess that motivated me. my regular chores
and then some were completed and our home looked very nice. i decided to
make one of Doreen's favorites for dinner, hoping to diffuse the
punishment i was sure i was going to receive. Doreen's favorite is Sloppy
Joe's and green beans. i enjoy cooking, Doreen doesn't. Which may have
something to do with her thinking this combination was a fanciful feast.
A little after six, i heard her car pull in. i scampered to the door,
kneeling on the floor, i got into position to greet her. my heart seemed
to pound with each step she took. i looked over at the cross dimple in the
carpet where the fan should be. When the door started to open, i took a
deep breath and chastised myself one more time.
Doreen looked a little tired from her day at the office. She closed the
door and bent down to kiss my forehead. "Hello Nathaly, my precious."
"Welcome home my Love" i replied without looking up.
She took off her suit jacket and handed it to me. i stood up and moved to
the closet to put it away.
"Mmm, dinner smells wonderful." she said as she followed me back to our
bedroom.
"Thank you" i said, and waited to help her undress. She hasn't noticed
yet.
"The house looks great. You really worked hard today." She said, stepping
out of her skirt and handing it to me to put away.
"Thank you" i mumbled with a slight smile.
my tone gave me away. She stopped and looked at me, "What's the matter
Hun?" she said with some concern.
i knelt down in front of her lovable legs, took a deep breath, "i'm sorry,
Doreen. i have been a major klutz today. i was vacuuming and…i broke our
floor fan."
"Are you okay?" she replied.
"Yes, well…no. i feel really bad and really stupid and very sorry. That
fan was so perfect for our living room. Now its useless." i stammered.
"Oh Nathaly," she said in an uplifting voice, "don't worry about that old
thing. I am just glad you are okay." And gave me a much needed hug. It
helped, but i still needed time to forgive myself.
Doreen finished undressing and we started to settle into an ordinary
evening. The sight of Doreen's charming curves helped me temper my earlier
clumsiness. She sat at the table and i fixed her plate. i knelt beside her
and waited.
After her first bite, she complimented my culinary talents (yeah, right)
and told me to fix my bowl. This may be another reason for Doreen's
enjoyment of this entrée. This meal can easily be eaten from a bowl. It
has been years since i actual ate a Sloppy Joe Sandwich, other than a few
pieces Doreen occasionally breaks off and feeds me. i guess this might
have something to do with why i have grown fond of this feast too.
Two scoops of the mix were in my bowl and i set it beside her chair. i
stood, moved to her other side and turned away from her, hands behind me.
A short wait and she 'clicked' my cuffs together. A love swat on my rear
sent me to my dinner.
After dinner, Doreen relaxed on the couch with me beside her on the floor.
Thankfully, she wiped my face since she didn't undo my hands. After a
smoke, she looked at me and said, "So, what did you do with the fan?"
"It's up in the loft, my Love. " my heart sank again.
"Fetch it, pet" she said casually.
i shot up our open staircase to the loft. i had to turn round and bend to
pick up the two pieces. The wide round cage was pretty easy to pick up. i
carried it down to her with the cord and control box dangling behind me.
She looked it over with a "hmm" as i went back for the pole.
The pole was easier to grab but harder to carry. It has four wide legs
that make its base. Walking carefully, i managed not to trip on my way
down. Setting the pole on her left, i went back to my spot on her right.
"This still runs, doesn't it?" she asked.
"Yes" i replied.
"Good, we might still be able to use it." She said and put it aside.
There was a long, quite, pause as she looked over the pole. Feeling a
little uneasy, i looked up to see her finger pressed along her glowing
cheek. She was deep in thought. A glimmer entered her eye. It led to a
twinkle. One corner of her lovely lips moved up into an evil grin. Then
the other went up into a grand smile. "My precious, I believe we can
salvage this piece."
She told me stand by the wall as she picked up the pole and went into the
bedroom. She returned shortly with a collection of toys. Ball gag,
blindfold, clover clamps, a small weight, clothespins, and duct tape. The
gag was first, followed by the blindfold.
She rolled my swelling nipples in her fingers before closing the clamps at
the base of my nipple's rings. The dangling chain bounced on my stomach. i
gritted my teeth, waiting for the pain in my nipples to blend in with the
wetness the clamps automatically bring to my pussy. The weighted chain
swung again, increasing the pain and the wetness.
A touch on my upper thigh, and i opened my stance. Doreen's finger glided
across my moist lips. A shiver ran down my back. She grasped and pulled an
outer labia, sinking the crotch rope slightly deeper. i felt the pinch of
the first clothespins. my wetness quickly absorbed this discomfort and the
seven others that lined my pussy.
The sticky rip told me the tape was next. She passed it over the half of
the clothespins and around my right thigh. Two full turns around each leg
pressed the clothespins into my thighs and held me open.
i heard her move off again. Alone in the dark, i waited. my guilt still
nagged at me as the pain in my nipples turned into a welcome ache. The
sound of some fumbling around, the scent of my sex, and an occasional,
"Dang it!", were the only things to distract my anticipate.
Finally, after what seemed like a much longer time than i'm sure it
actually was, she returned. The folds of my darkness lifted and my eyes
adjusted to the room. The sight of the pole opened my already gapping
mouth.
Atop of the pole sat one of our larger dildos. Some paint stirs and tape
secured the beast to the adjustable shaft of the pole. Its tip came up to
the bottom of my breast. Swallowing hard, my eyes widened, and my mind
started a civil war between "Oh Yes!" and "Oh No!"
Still in my daze, Doreen opened the clamp that holds the shaft and it sunk
down to my knees. She pulled me forward and untied my crotch rope. i was
still in shock. i wasn't paying attention to anything other that Doreen's
great idea. She moved me over the beast and started hooking my ankle cuffs
to ropes she had run through the eyelets in the legs of the pole.
my heels rested on the edge of the legs, almost like wearing a low heel.
my feet were only slightly apart when Doreen moved the shaft up. i felt
the beast at my defenseless entrance. She stood up and stepped back to
view her masterpiece.
"We'll have to work on the mounting of the dildo. I'm sure we'll think of
something. But I think this thing just might come in handy. What do you
think Nathaly?" she said with a smile.
i mumbled the best "Thank you" the gag permitted me.
Kneeling in front of me, Doreen raised the shaft again. The beast started
to part my already pull pussy. Oh, i love this. i tried to keep relaxed as
worked the dildo into me. i could feel it press against the plug already
filling my rear. The thought of being impaled on this thing made me hot.
Doreen locked the shaft in place once the full girth of the beast was
within me. There was still plenty of it left. Shifting my weight from leg
to leg and bending my knees slightly, i started to explore the impact this
new toy could have.
"I thought you might like this" Doreen said, "I can even help you along"
With that she pulled on the ropes in the bases legs. my ankles were drawn
out to the ends of the legs. my legs where more than two feet apart and
the beast an inch deeper. 'Oh Yes!' won a crushing battle! "Mmm, ank oui"
spilled over the gag. i leaned forward to adjust myself and the weight's
sway reminded me i had nipples. The worries of the day were fading with
the sun.
Doreen went back to the couch. She finished the paper and turned on the
TV. i was starting to stand straight. my thighs were starting to ache. i
was always fairly still. i was cheating by bending my knees. Moving my
impaled body up and down its newfound toy. i mean, i couldn't shift my
weight very much with my legs apart like that, could i? Plus, that pinched
my pinned lips. That was the justification my mind's little voice gave me.
It should have told me not to wear down my legs so quickly.
On the first set of commercials, Doreen came by and played with my
nipples. i wanted to melt but my legs were locked. "Poor baby" she said,
batting my breast.
Bending down, she flipped the clamp and i felt the shaft loosen for a
moment. Doreen forced it, and me, up. i was up on my tiptoes and feeling
full. The head of the beast reached my uterus. my knees were definitely
locked now. Pain filled my lower bowels and shot out to my limbs if i
tried to rest my heels on the toy's legs.
The ache in my thighs ebbed slightly. Within a short time, the blaze in my
calves more than made up for it. my teeth clamped down on the ball
stuffing my mouth. i closed my eyes and made myself as rigid as possible.
The pressure of the beast against my plug was like giant fingers pinching
the inside of me. i waited. my guilt made a last stand with 'Oh No!'
Doreen's tug on my chain opened my eyes. She placed a hand on my shoulder
and pressed me down. my heels found the support of the legs again without
pain. i hadn't even realized she loosened the shaft. A tap on my leg and i
found my ankles could move in, just a bit. The moment passed and Doreen
resumed pressure on my shoulder. i started bending my knees again.
The beast started to move in me again too. Doreen had relocked it. With my
knees halfway bent, Doreen stopped. She bent down and pulled the ropes
that parted my ankles again. She didn't pull them apart, just made them
taut. She then tied the ends together so they passed through my nipple
chain.
"There you go girl," she said as she stepped back, "Let's see how far you
can stand up."
my upper body would only straighten a little before my nipples we pulled.
Sliding my feet, my ankles again found the ends of the base's legs. i
tried again and this time could straighten up my top, but not my legs. If
i bent over, I could straighten my legs. In either case, i would not be
escaping the beast. Changing positions made my pussy heat up as the beast
roared within me. But the lack of strength in my legs made movement
minimal and only when necessary.
"I think you can keep yourself entertained for a while." Doreen said
walking back to the couch. "My shows almost over. You can wait that long
for your punishment for breaking my fan, can't you?"
"Of course i will, anything for you" i thought.
The ache in my legs caused an automatic change in my position. The slide
of the beast sent a shiver up my spine and my eyes started to roll back.
"Oh Yes!' had won the war. Sub space filled its victory cup.
Doreen again brought me back to reality with a kiss on my cheek. She
reached behind me, click, my hands fell to my sides. She helped me stand
up. Forget the gym, my legs had just received a through workout.
"Go upstairs and get into your 'fav' my precious. I'll join you shortly."
She said.
Climbing the stairs was not as easy this time. The dull ache now in my
legs heightened the pain of the clothespins pulling my sore pussy. i
reached the top and bent over to stretch my legs. It was just what i
needed to get a little life back into them.
i moved the large pillow from in front of the door over to a chair. The
door opened to the utility/storage room. At least that's what it was in
most of these units. In ours, it was my favorite playroom. The room wasn't
very wide, but it was high. Several hooks traced the outline of a beam in
the wall, up across the ceiling, and down the other wall.
Long loops of well-used cotton ropes where waiting on a small chair
inside. Each set had a threaded hook in the end. i encircle my ankles with
the single loops. Pull the looped end through my cuff's D rings, then the
hooked end under the loop to make a large slip knot. i repeated the
process on my wrists. These moorings had four loops attached to the hook.
Moving the small chair to the side, i was ready to get into my 'fav'.
i learned this trick long before i met Doreen. The first time i saw a
picture of a woman tied this way, i knew i had to try it. my quest to be
tied this way led to many experiments. A few have nearly been disasters.
Others much more rewarding, but none are as fulfilling as having someone
there to click that final lock, making sure i abandon the ability to
rescue myself.
i lifted my left leg and slipped the anchor rope's hook through an
eye-hook in the wall. The rope held my foot a few inches above the floor.
Turning around, my hands held the chair and i hopped up on it. A sharp
pain shot through my pussy as the clothespins, and i, settle onto the
chair.
i attached my right ankle to its hook and i stood up, legs well apart,
pussy still throbbing and very open. i double-checked my wrist ropes. i
pulled them snug and placed a hook in each hand. my arms floated up to the
ceiling, my hands quickly found the eye-hooks. i slipped the rope's hook
in.
Turning the nut built into the hook, the "C" shaped hook became an "O".
This way i can't accidentally pop my arm free. It's a safety thing. Safety
is too important to this tie. my ropes and hooks were well tested, falling
sucks as i learned in an earlier near disaster.
my supports secure, i bend my legs and lower my weight onto my arms. They
creak a little as they stretch but the pull in my arms always feels so
gratifying. With my weight on my arms, i kick the chair away. my legs
straighten, my arms taut, and i hang, spread-eagle. Mmm, i relax and wait
for Doreen. The stress of the day is long lost in my helpless floating
freedom.
Doreen eventually came up, i don't know how long it was and i didn't
really care. Her appearance did break the trance of my 'fav'. She had our
new toy and a few whips. She set them as side and gave me a big hug,
pressing her head against my breasts.
"Nathaly, I love you so much. You are so wonderful to me. I could not ask
for anyone better. I am glad it was only the fan that was hurt. You are
much more important to me. Besides, when life gives you lemons, make
lemonade. Finding this new toy is well worth another fan. I don't
understand all the things you like, but I love you so much I want to give
you everything I know you need."
Doreen picked up some scissors and cut the tape around my thighs. "Hold
tight" was all i heard before my vision went black.
A weak mumbled whimper was all that survived of the savage scream from my
pussy. The tape ripped around my leg and took two of the clothespins. i
managed to suck in a quick breath before the tape tore across my other
leg, this time taking three clothespins.
Tears escaped my eyes as my pussy burned. A few gasps and i regained my
breathing. The area around my pussy was on fire. The spots where the
clothespins had been felt like they had been pierced. One at a time,
Doreen added three more spots as she slowly removed the last of the
clothespins.
Doreen's tender hand cradled my fiery mound. Oh, i melted. Her finger slid
through my battered slit. my head went back and i gave myself to her. Her
finger skimmed my hard clit and the pain no longer mattered.
She positioned the toy under me again. Raising the shaft, the beast easily
penetrated my glistening pussy. It was well inside when Doreen locked it
in place. my pussy contracted to greet it. my mind swirled with feelings
and thoughts.
i snapped back when Doreen took the clamps off my nipples. The blood
returning carried the pain back with it. Sometimes i would rather leave
them on then go through the feeling of taking them off.
Doreen was not as tender this time. Instead of a caress, my nipples were
kissed by the ridding crop. i moaned into the gag as my muscles
instinctively contracted. Moving the beast through my pussy. The crop
found my other nipple, then my thighs.
She changed to a whip for the second pass. When it hit my thigh, i
surrendered myself to my pussy. All i could do was flex my arms to move
myself on the beast. Each strike of the lash added to my desire. i fought
to maintain just a little control of it. i had to. my orgasm was building.
Doreen knew and said "Nathaly, you may indulge yourself"
A sigh of joy escaped me. i stopped any attempt to fight for the control i
no longer needed. my autopilot took over. i was on course for sub space.
my last coherent thought before the ecstasy of the orgasm was that i
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