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She is in exquisite condition - her back straight, her ass placed high, her pussy very visible, pebble hard nipples, her entire body exuding an aura of sexiness. Using her hands she draws fabric behind her ass, picking up the handkerchief. She tosses it at me, saying, “You will not move and make me stop. If you go to that far, I will hurt you.” she gives me another look, then smiles. She takes the handkerchief from the bag and wipes the greasy cotton off her arse cheeks. Then quietly, yet firmly she commands me to roll over. I obey. I feel the cold steel being laid against my skin. It is then that I know that I am in for it. From the bag she takes a pair of clover clamps which she points towards the edge of the bath. I raise my head towards the water but she cuts my neck with the clover. I scream, lifting my head up to meet the clover but she clamps both of my nipples to the wall with a strong gauntlet. She then turns me over and pulls the hood over my head. I feel cool air be upon me, but I fight her cold hands and clamps of in the hopes that it is soft down there. I then feel warm water dripping onto my stomach, down over my back.
She pulls back the hood and steps back around. From behind the curtain she takes a length of rope and makes me bend over. She puts a length of that around my waist and I also has a length of that around my knees, also in a bid to reduce the bite. The cord is then passed around her hands and wrists and pulled way up above her head, so that the cord is pulled and twisted upwards, and pulled way back down. I then have only the comfort of my own feet, legs and arms to keep me up. However, as I bend over for the rope, it is pulled tightly and I am in grave danger of contracting another ankle or leg. I try to stay upright but with great difficulty I rise up on my toes, being very nearly on the floor. I cannot get my head up much lower than my neck, so I bend forwards again, wrapping my arms round my body and wrapping my body again in a full nip. I feel her step away again and step between my legs, just under my knees. The cord is pulled once more and my body is pulled a bit. The tugging is repeated. I can now feel the tension on the cord reaching a critical point. I arch my back and a gentle pull on the cord makes me stumble, I also have a step above me, a step which opens me slightly and allows a part of my body to drop out. When the cord is completely pulled, my body is lifted, in the sense that the muscles in my limbs and back are relaxed, allowing the body above me to do the work. In this way, the weight of the cord is brought to a standstill, but enough that the computer is left in its place. The body above me now does the work, the computer is left alone.
The warmth of the cord, the lack of contractions and, finally, my relaxed position leave me in a very state. Although I am in a great deal of discomfort, and even though my mind is preoccupied with withdrawal, the long strings of sexual arousal and humiliation which have been going on in my dreams leave me in a state of pseudo-delirium. When my breathing becomes shallow and rapid, there is also a hint of arousal below the surface, heightened by the string of sweet, sweet, rapturous, passionate sex which is going on in my head. Once again, the electric chair has been installed in this position. she is sitting in the chair opposite me. The leather straps across her lower back are undone. The back of the chair is rough and pitted, rough and pitted. At the angle at which she is kneeling, she has to support herself on her elbows, and the sharp slope of her buttocks are set for blows. The sharp ramps at the sides of the legs to her knees are set nicely too. The chair is tilted just to give her an even horizontal split, but it is kept that way so that her thighs, lower and deeper than the strapped in positions, meet her body and are force maldest. The legs and body are closely packed together, as are the knee and calf muscles. She is in a constant state of orgasm for an eternity, or at least that is the longest she has ever lived. Her reward for producing such a state of arousal without actually losing control is a state of sexual euphoria that lasts for hours, perhaps days. Sometimes it is just minutes. A loving husband might spend an eternity making love to his wonderful wife..
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