The rules and parameters of the game had been agreed at the start. He led Julia
naked into the sparsely furnished room her hands were fastened behind her back
by a pair of thin steel bands, a chain ran from her wrists between her legs to a
collar fixed tightly around her neck. She felt the chain brush against her
breasts and on the inside of her thighs as she walked. She was mildly irritated
by the sensation which although pleasurable left her unsatisfied, wanting more.
She wanted to pull on the chain to force it deep between her legs but she felt
coy about making such a display. She would have to wait. The room was some
twenty feet square the walls at each end were covered with thick drapes that
muffled what little sound there was from outside. The ceiling was high and in
the centre of the room was fixed a large "H" frame like those she remembered
from her school days in the gym. The cross bar was raised three quarters of the
way to the ceiling allowing plenty of room for a man or woman to walk underneath
without having to stoop. In front of the frame was the largest television Julia
had ever seen and next to it a video camera mounted on a tripod. A little behind
the camera and off to one side was a large comfortable arm chair draped in a
heavy velvet fabric. He walked up to the frame, turned, and beckoned her towards
him. She now saw that attached to the extremities of the frame by chains were
leather cuffs for the wrists and ankles, she realized that the game would
involve her being chained standing up her legs and arms spread wide apart. He
stood her in the centre of the frame facing the camera and released one of her
hands. He quickly took her wrist and raised it above her head where he began to
buckle it into the leather cuff. The cuff was large and lined with a soft fleecy
material which held her wrist firmly but comfortably. She smiled as she watched
him fumble with the straps and buckles, he returned her gaze with an irritated
expression but said nothing. Once he had secured her right wrist he unlocked her
other arm, letting the handcuffs dangle on their chain between her legs, he
raised her arm above her head and with greater confidence buckled the other
restraint about her wrist. She now stood in the middle of the room her hands
raised above her head her elbows gently crooked, the cuffs which fitted snugly
around her wrists comfortably supported the weight of her arms. He stood behind
her, she could feel his tight fitting leather shorts pressed against her, he
buried his head in her neck exploring her skin with his lips. He ran his hands
over her breasts and torso sending shivers over her body, she reacted by
pressing herself against him pulling her arms hard against the chains. He moved
his hand down her body caressing the golden hairs of her womanhood. She could
feel herself moist between her legs and she tried to press her body against his
exploring fingers to make him touch her inside, but his only reaction was to
move his hand away. He walked around and stood a few feet in front of her, she
could see the bulge in his black leather shorts and he was breathing was
heavily. He stepped forward and unclipped the chain form her collar discarding
it to one side. She looked up at him. "Will you touch me again." she asked. He
ran his hand over her breast squeezing the nipple gently between thumb and fore
finger. She closed her eyes enjoying the sensation, but no sooner had it started
than it stopped. When she opened her eyes he had moved away and was reaching
behind the armchair for something. He found what he was looking for and walked
back towards her holding what appeared to her to be a collection of straps.
Taking up position behind her he started to caress her body again, she could
feel the straps brush against her as he moved his hands, but now she was
worried, what were they for? His hands moved up over her breasts, then suddenly
he pulled her head back, she let out a gasp and immediately felt something being
forced into her mouth. It was a gag. Quickly he buckled the straps behind the
back of her head, there were other straps which went over the top of her head
joining those at the back, the harness felt like a cage about her face. She now
could no longer talk. She experimented but only a few garbled sounds came out.
She stopped. He continued his exploration of her body with his hands every so
often bending down to kiss or explore with his tongue parts that appeared to
interest him. The gag was not uncomfortable and after a short time she got used
to the sensation of it on her face. He had now moved back in front of her and
was on his knees kissing her thighs, she felt his hand reach down to her ankle
and then the feel of the leather cuff being buckled around it. She then felt a
pressure on the other ankle trying to move it apart she acquiesced and soon felt
the pressure of the one remaining cuff being fitted. He stood up and moved back
a few feet to admire his handy work, she was now standing in the centre of the
frame her arms were raised and chained to either end of the cross beam. Her feet
were attached to the bottom corners of the frame the length of the chains
forcing her to keep them spread about 18 inches apart. "Are the cuffs OK?
They're not hurting I hope?" he said in a concerned voice. She started to speak
but immediately stopped embarrassed by the sounds that came though the gag, her
face flushed red and she shock her head averting her eyes. He now knelt down
beside her, she could hear the sound of the chains being moved. Suddenly, her
legs were pulled far apart and she had to pull hard one the chains tethering her
arms to stop herself falling forward. Her legs we now spread some three feet
apart, she suddenly felt very vulnerable she felt her face flush hot at her
sense of helpless. He now turned his attention to a handle attached at waist
height to the side of the frame, she heard a ratchet click and felt her arms
being drawn higher above her head. As the ratchet continued and her arms moved
slowly higher, the relaxed position of her body now began to change. Just as the
point was reached where she was starting to have to stand on tip toe he stopped.
She now felt very different to when he first chained her, her whole body was now
stretched taught , she could now hardly move at all. The angle of her legs felt
unnatural and made her feel very exposed. She realized with a thrill of
excitement that her body now belonged totally to the man she had agreed to play
this erotic game with. He walked to the front of the room and pulled on a cord,
the drapes parted to reveal a large mirror with her reflection staring back at
her. Julia was fascinated by what she saw, the person staring back at her, the
face partly obscured by the head harness and gag, was her yet felt so different.
She watched him take up position behind her, he began to pour hot oil on to her
body, his hands glided effortlessly over her. He moved his hands, slick with the
oil, between her legs and with a gasp of pleasure felt him caress her clitoris.
With both hands he now explored deep inside her, she now moaned freely from
behind the gag her earlier inhibitions slipping away. The fact that she could
take no active part in this seemed to heighten her pleasure, it as if her brain
sensing that her body was no longer hers had abandoned it and was devoting its
self to the one remaining faculty it could enjoy. He returned his attention to
her upper body massaging her tits and nipples dragging his nails across her
stomach causing her to buck and gasp at the sensation. Slowing the intensity of
his caresses subsided, he stepped back from her. She saw herself in the mirror,
her hair was now oily and hanging lank on her shoulders but the rest of her body
glistened. Her strained posture was now causing a dull ache to develop in her
shoulders and she explored what little movement she had left in her body to try
to find a different position; all the time watching herself in the mirror
mesmerized by what she saw. He now moved to the camera and looking through the
view finder he began to adjust the controls, There was a whirr and a red light
appeared on the front of the camera as it started to record. He stood up and
being careful not to walk in front of the camera placed a tape in video recorder
and switched the television on. A picture appeared on the large screen of her
chained spread eagled to the frame. Julia watched herself on the screen fixated
by what she saw, but something was wrong. Julia realized with a shock that the
woman in the picture was not her, the skin was darker and her hair much shorter.
The shock of this unexpected event caused her to struggle against her chains,
still in shock she now looked across at the man, trying to find some explanation
for this strange twist. He had now sat down in the chair he was looking back at
her watching her every reaction, his hand gently massaging his erect prick
beneath his leather shorts. Seeing that no explanation would come from the man
Julia returned her gaze to the screen, she was breathing quickly, her mind was
filled with a feeling of helplessness and loss of control. The man himself now
appeared on the video, walking up to the woman chained in the very place where
Julia now stood he put his hand behind her back and pulled her hard towards him.
Julia her the gasp of the woman as her arms were stretched suddenly tighter and
then a moan as his hand went between her legs. Julia now craved for the same
touch and let out a moan in sympathy with the woman on the screen Julia started
to move her body as if trying to make some invisible object rub against her. She
looked back to the man who was now slouched in the chair, he had unzipped the
front of his shorts and was gently stroking his penis. Her gaze returned to the
TV screen where the man had let go of the woman and appeared to be showing her
something, the woman's reaction was to back away what little she could shaking
her head violently. She now felt a tinge of fear mixed in with her sexual
excitement, what was he showing her? She did not have to wait long, the man in
the TV walked up to the camera and displayed the device; a crocodile clip
attached by a short link to what appeared to be a lead weight. He walked back to
the woman on the screen and standing behind her he pressed himself hard in to
her back forcing her forward against the pull of the chains that bound her. She
was now completely immobile, reaching in front of her a grabbed one of her
breasts with one hand and then placed the open clip over her erect nipple.
Slowly he closed the clip, beneath he gag the woman on the screen cried out. He
repeated the same operation with the other beast. Julia felt a another flush of
fear and excitement, she knew she could stop the game at anytime, that had been
part of the rules, but If she stopped the game then she would never know what
would happen to the woman. The man had now moved and was kneeling in front of
the woman his hands clasping her buttocks his tongue deep in side her. If
anything the woman's excitement was greater now that before her arms and legs
tugging against the chains her head moving back and forth, the sound of her
breath escaping past the gag. Julia was fixated by this spectacle, her body now
began to move in sympathy with the unknown woman on the screen her whole being
now fixed on the tableau taking place before her on the television. Sitting in a
chair ten feet from Julia and now a million miles form her thoughts sat the same
man his eyes fixed on his captive slave. Before the woman on the screen could
come the man pulled away, kneeling back he watched as the woman tried to thrust
her body towards him, to make him finish what he had started. Julia's attention
now switched back to the same man seated in the chair. He was sitting up
watching her and smiling, Julia felt suddenly weak, in his hand he held the same
pair of crocodile clips attached to the lead weights. A wave of humiliation
swept over her, she wanted him to do to her what he had done to that woman so
badly she would submit to anything. He got up an moved to wards her, almost
forgotten now she noticed that the woman in the TV was still now her head bowed.
He was now behind her, pushing forward she felt the chains tighten on her arms
and legs. She started to shake her head pleading for him to stop, she felt his
hand grasp her breast. Why didn't she then use the agreed signal? She new he
would stop immediately, she couldn't, her desire was now far stronger than the
fear she felt, she wanted him to continue. A sharp pain suddenly erupted from
her nipple, she cried out but the sound was muffled by the gag. He grabbed hold
of the other breast and again she felt the serrated edge of the crocodile clip
bite into the tender flesh. He stood back her body slumped to its original
position causing the weights to bump against her sending needles of pain into
her nipples, her breath came in short gasps. He stood in front of her, slowly he
knelt down, his hands reaching out, grasping her buttocks, drawing her slowly
towards him. She felt his breath through her triangle of hair, his tongue began
to explore her once again. Slowly his tongue worked deeper, the sharp pain in
her nipples now changed to a burning sensation, her whole body felt as if it was
on fire. His hands now began too explore her rear, pressing against her anus
causing her body to convulse, Julia was now in the domain of senses and emotions
over which she had no control. She thrust he body hard into his face, the
weights swung forward, she cried out again and the clips bit into her tender
flesh. She felt a pressure build up inside her, surely she must come soon,
through her haze of yearning and desire she saw the woman on the screen staring
back at her. The man began to play with her, tempting her towards the orgasm
that she wanted so badly then backing off at the last moment. After a few
minutes of this play he stopped and sat back on his knees, looking up at her he
whispered "Just a little longer, then I'll let you come". He sat back down the
chair and closed his eyes. As if on queue the man appeared back on the
television, in his hand was a wide leather strap which he fixed around the waist
of the woman. His other hand held a more complex device which again he brought
up close to the camera. It was a short leather strap, much narrower than the one
he had buckled around the waist of the woman. At either end the strap forked
into two much thinner straps with holes for fixing onto buckles. Julia saw that
the strap around the woman's waist had four such buckles front and back, the
straps was clearly designed to be fixed between the legs of its victim. Attached
to the strap was a large dildo and a textured rubber sleeve designed to simulate
the clitoris. The whole strap was covered in thick oily lubricant. He walked
back to the woman whose body was now moving in anticipation. He buckled one end
of the strap behind her, holding the dildo he started to brush it between her
legs the woman swaying her body in response to his action. He now started to
force the dildo into her anus, Julia her the woman moan as the dildo slid deep
inside her. He now bucked the other end of the strap to the fastenings on the
font of the belt making sure that the rubber sleeve was tight against her
clitoris. He now grabbed the font of the belt pulling it up and down the woman
moving in concert with the man, Julia could see the belt sliding between her
legs. She felt a hot flush pass over her body knowing that this would soon be
happening to her. Her whole body now ached but she felt strangely euphoric like
that feeling described by athletes as they endure the pain of competition. He
had now let go of the woman and reached up to take hold of a cord attached to
the side of the frame, Julia saw that the cord went up to the ceiling over a
pulley and was attached to the cross member of the frame. He let go of the rope
which now dropped straight down from the ceiling a few inches from the woman's
back. Kneeling down he threaded the excess through a ring in the floor he then
reached up and threaded the loose end through the strap running between the
woman's legs. He pulled down hard on the rope causing the woman to moan as the
strap moved against her clitoris, he tied the rope off. The woman now started to
move her body again, the rope now causing the strap to rub against her as she
moved. Moving to the side of the frame the man grasped the handle and started to
lower the beam. Julia now realized that as the beam was lowered it was pulling
on the cord and through the pulleys forcing the helpless woman into a squatting
position as the rope attached to the strap passing between her legs pulled her
down. He continued to turn the handle until the woman was forced down about 9
inches, she now had the choice of either hang by her wrists or taking the full
weight of her body on her leg muscles. The woman started to move her body
shifting her weight between her arms and legs, each time she moved Julia could
see the strap sliding inside her. The woman's face was now bright red, her
breath now came in short rapid gasps from behind the gag. He stood behind her,
his hands running over her torso and between her legs. The woman's contorted
body was now in constant motion, the sound of her gasps became moans, sweat was
pouring off her body. Julia watched spellbound as the movements became faster
and more violent, the weights clamped to her nipples were now swinging and
bumping off her body, Julia glanced down briefly at the same devices attached to
her own breasts and wondered what then woman could be feeling, she would know
soon enough. The woman was close to orgasm, he body was straining hard trying to
bring her to the brink. Suddenly the tempo of her movements changed, she flung
back her head and let out a series of long moans, her body convulsed three times
and then it was over. As the picture on the television faded to darkness Julia
could see the unknown woman hanging limp from her wrists, her body, mind, and
spirit now totally drained. Julia felt her heart beating hard, her body felt
strange, her arms and legs chained wide apart allowing the man who sat in the
chair opposite unrestricted access to the most private parts of her body. The
gag in her mouth removing the last remnant of her normal civilized existence;
the ability to speak, to reason to beg. The weights clamped cruelly to her
nipples made her feel totally helpless to influence the events that were taking
place around her. She now had lost all track of time, the man in front of her
controlled every sensation and emotion that she felt. Yet she only had to make
the signal that they had agreed at the start of the game and he would release
her immediately, give back to her control of her mind and body. Then why didn't
she make the signal? She realized with a flush of excitement that she didn't
want the responsibilities of controlling her body and emotions, not just yet,
she wants to man to do to her what he had done to the woman. She wanted her mind
to be filled with feelings, sensations, and emotions so strong as to block out
all other thoughts of her normal every day existence, to die the little death of
erotic fulfillment. The man now walked towards her hold the belt and strap, but
instead if putting it on her discarded it to one side. She now saw he was naked,
his black leather shorts lay in front of the chair. He pressed his body against
hers and she felt the heat of his erect penis against her stomach, he started to
kiss her forehead, her eyes, the side of her mouth. She felt his hands slide
over her body, she whimpered beneath the gag as he caressed her tender nipples.
She now felt his prick between her legs and then it being forced deep inside
her, her body was almost lifted from the ground by the power of his thrust.
Grabbing hold of the chains tethering Julia's wrists to steady himself the man
now started a rhythmic pumping. His face was flushed, his eyes closed, and his
breath coming in rapid spurts. The movement became more frantic, Julia now felt
a strange joy knowing that finally she was in some way controlling him. She felt
his pumping become more urgent. Suddenly she felt him come inside her. He pulled
away from her and stood for a moment in front of her breathing heavily, "Now for
you". He reached down, picked up the belt and buckled it tightly around Julia's
waist. She watched him kneel down in front of her his hands reaching behind her
to attach one end of the strap to the belt encircling her waist. He now started
to rub the dildo between her legs she felt her sexual excitement rise again, she
was now moving her body trying to enhance the sensations washing over her.
Suddenly she felt the dildo press hard against her anus, there was the briefest
jab of pain as the rod started to enter her body and then a strange sensation as
she felt it slide deep within her. He held on to the free end of the strap and
as Julia moved her body she felt the dildo slip and slide within her. With his
finger he parted the lips of her vulva, she now felt the rubber sleeve make
contact with her most sensitive areas. Far from being smooth the sleeve was
covered with dozens of tiny rubber spikes which magnified the sensations caused
by the smallest of movements of the strap against her body. He bucked the end of
the strap to the belt locking into place the devices which had caused the woman
on the screen to humiliate her self totally before the same man. He now released
the rope letting it fall down behind her, she was trembling with expectation and
trepidation. Kneeling down in front of her she watched him thread the rope
carefully through the ring fastened to the floor below her. Very gently he
reached up and started to feed the rope through the metal ring attached to the
underside of the strap between her legs. The movement of the rope against the
ring sent tiny vibrations running through the strap which in turn sent waves of
pleasure radiating out from her clitoris. The slack in the rope was used up. He
pulled down hard on the free end making her moan as the strap suddenly moved
against her forcing the dildo to slide deep inside her. He tied a knot in the
rope and stood up. With the rope now tied tightly between her legs any movement
she made caused the strap to slide against her, thus moving the dildo gripped by
her anus and causing in the sleeve to rub against her clitoris. She tried moving
her body slightly and was immediately rewarded by a rush of sensation. He stood
close behind her looking at her through the mirror, she returned his gaze. "Look
at yourself, look how turned on you are, you will be the catalyst for other who
follow you to experience what you feel now." He started to lower the bar. Her
body was forced down by the pull of the rope, she felt the rubber pad brush
against her and the dildo slide in and out of her as she tried to match her body
movement with that of the frame. The pressure on her leg muscles was now
becoming intense, they could no longer take the weight of her body, she let her
legs buckle her wrists now taking her full weight. As she moved the strap slid
against her sending a wave of pleasure washing over her. She could not hang from
her wrist for more than a few seconds, forcing her legs down she raised her body
pulling hard against the rope, the strap moved again sending another wave of
pleasure through her body. She could not bear it. He body was now moving
continuously trying to find some point which would give her some respite from
this torture. But each time she moved the strap slid against her moving the
dildo within her and rubbing the pad against her clitoris driving her wild with
desire. She saw herself in the mirror, her legs bent, squatting like some exotic
dancer, the muscles tense and knotted. Her face was bright red, sweat pouring
off her from the exertion, she could taste its salty flavor and feel its sting
in her eyes. Her breath came in quick bursts interspersed with moans of desire
and cries of pain and pleasure. Just when she felt she could take no more she
found hidden reserves from deep within her. Her movements became more violent
and her cries louder, the dildo and pad now had a life of their own as her body
fought against the ropes and chains which bound her, her breasts burned with a
hot fire caused by the cruel weights which were swinging wildly against her
body. Gradually her body began to change she could feel herself coming close to
the release which her mind and body craved. She saw herself again in the mirror,
how different she looked now from the demure person who first walked into the
room, her body contorted straining wildly against the chains holding her
captive. She wondered how many other people would see the video her trying to
force the climax she craved, she didn't care, her whole world was now this
prison of straps and chains and her only release was to reach the final orgasm.
Without warning the orgasm exploded about her. Her body convulsed she flung her
head back and screamed beneath the gag. She had used up her last once of energy
and passion, she slumped forward hanging limply form the chains binding her
wrists her legs no incapable of supporting her weight. Presently she felt his
hand remove the weights form her nipples and the cuffs from her ankles. She felt
her body being gently lifted and the chains removed from the bands surrounding
her wrists. He carried her out of the room and laid her on a soft bed. He
unbuckled the gag from her face, at last she could speak again but now the
tiredness that she felt prevented her from saying anything. He removed the belt
from her waist, the last sensation that she felt was of the dildo sliding from
out of her body. She slept.
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