Chained
Torment
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Chained Torment
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This was one of Gina's first real torture sessions.
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The rattle of steel across the hardwood floor, the snap of locks clicking into place and the pushing and pulling of her limbs turned me on as I meticulously tightened and adjusted chains and bars so as to exacerbate her predicament. |
| As the unyielding steel links pressed against her wrists and ankles, garbled girl sounds emanated from her pried open mouth. |  |
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I liked the way the chains and spreader bars forced her open giving me complete access to her girl parts. |
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I used turnbuckles and clamps to pull her nipples away from her breasts. Her shoulders acted as fulcrums as ropes running down her back pulled the metal levers harshly upward. |
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Hours passed, and the end result was spectacular - eyes taped shut, mouth forced open, drooling, spread wide, pelvis thrust outward and ankles pulled rearward so that her high heels barely touched the floor. |
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It was an exquisite position of torture, and I reveled in it as the volume of her agony built to a crescendo. Feeling compassionate I repositioned her spreader bar so that her ankles were lifted off the ground - the entire weight of her legs pulling down on her tit clamps just as the levers from above fought to hold them erect. She used her thigh muscles for a short time to hold off the inevitable, but soon - another crescendo. |
| By this time I felt that she needed some distraction from her predicament - so I attached a few clothes pins to her breasts and repositioned the levers yanking her tits upward to exert even more force. |  |
| I was quite impressed with variety of girl sounds emanating from my property as she struggled to deal with the new sensations. |  |
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The scream as the clamp tore loose from her tit was exquisite! |