I went to visit Lady Lydia and Ms Green the other day. It was quite a session. We started off by having a talk about what I wanted to do and they asked a few questions to help guide my thoughts. I was having a hard time speaking looking at these two stunning women who were about to tie me up and have there way with me.
First they started out by fastening suspension cuffs tightly to my wrists. Then they proceeded to tell me what was in store for me while they walked around me groping me, pinching my nipples, and patting my latex covered behind. They fastened my cuffs to a hoist that was attached to at least a 16-foot ceiling. As my wrists were pulled slowly over my head I started to struggle to get free but it was no use, I was trapped. Higher and higher my arms were pulled until my feet were just touching the floor, and only by stretching out could I take some of the weight off my wrists. I started to beg and plead, but they only smiled and joked about how they were going to torment me and I was helpless to do any thing about it while they moved around me pinching, slapping, rubbing, pulling, and squeezing from every direction while I flinched, spasmed, shuddered, and twisted. I guess I was moving around a bit too much for them because Lydia got out a couple 2-inch wide leather straps and put one tightly around my thighs. I thought that if I bent one knee she would not be able to tie me up -- WRONG! She easily grabbed my balls and pulled me forward until I lost my balance and was forced to drop the other foot. In a second she had two turns of that strap around my ankles and had it cinched tight.
Oh my god! If I thought I was helpless before, now I am really scared. They can do anything to me now. I really start to beg. I see Lydia reach for a ball gag and I watch her coming at me with a smile on her face. I am determined not to let her put it on me, at least without a fight. I expect her to go after my nipples and I am right. She does it so suddenly and viciously that my mouth pops right open to yell in pain. Before I know it she had the gag in place and tightens the strap very tightly, there is no escape. All the while, Ms Green has been tormenting me with her fingernails, a flogger, and she has taken an insane interest in tormenting my nipples by reaching around from behind and pinching them hard.
Then next they get out these what look like 12-inch wooden tweezers and Lydia goes after my already very tender nipples. I try to squirm and twist, but it is no use. First one goes on than the next, after that Lydia picks up another pair of tweezers but I am out of nipples. I think to my self, “God no!” She kneels down and deftly applies them to my cock. I try to shake off the painful implements, but all I do is entertain the ladies. They start tickling me. I am screaming and laughing so hard and my clamps are swinging painfully, causing me to wince between the Lady’s attacks on my armpits and ribs.
Later, after much tormenting and whipping the tweezers are taken off and Lydia starts to use a small rubber flail about 12 inches long on my cock and balls. I try to move my hips away to escape the pain but then Ms Green has those insane tweezers and she is pinching my butt crack. There is no way to describe the sensation, but strange. So, there I am hanging from the ceiling with my feet just touching the floor and tight leather straps around my thighs and ankles, and a ball gag, with Lydia flailing away at my goodies. If I move forward, Ms Green goes after my butt with those tweezers. If I move back Lydia has a better swing. And, the middle is where I get both!
By the time they stop I am exhausted. They take me down. While moving to a whipping stand I try to escape but I am too weak.
My hands are fastened to the legs of the whipping stand and my legs to the other, again helpless. Lydia takes out the ball gag but my relief is short lived. As soon as I start begging and pleading she inserts a tube gag. It is basically a 1-inch tube that extends into the mouth with a wide face piece to pin your lips in place, a very effective gag I must say. Ms Green is still tending to my nipples, more tickling and fingernails on my back. She is giving herself a work out by swinging a leather paddle on my butt and the back of my legs. She also rubs her high heels on my restrained arms and I rub my cheek against her nylon-covered legs to seek some bit of comfort but got me some rather enthusiastic licks from a flogger. Wait, where is Lydia?
She has been getting out her electro toys and starts by applying an adhesive electrode to each of my balls and then she has an electro butt plug! I fight the restraints with all my might but I am helpless. I try to move my butt from side to side but she only giggles as she slides it home. My whole body goes limp as the reality of my situation hits home. All I can do is moan. All strapped down, I was truly helpless to stop her and now I have electrodes attached to places that are not supposed to have electrodes. Slowly she starts turning up the voltage. I can feel this electric tapping in my balls getting stronger and stronger. I strain at the restraints as the voltage gets higher and then she turns up the other one; the same tapping/thumping feeling except in the another location! I am squirming and twitching from the voltage, then they set the machine down to mindlessly torment me while they continue to play with my nipples. Ms Green paddles my backside. By now I am a rag doll. My legs have fallen asleep from the severe position. They never did turn the voltage down, only up and it was still going.
The tube gag is then removed and a leather hood is put in its place and laced tightly. My restraints are unfastened and one of my hands is left free. So I reach up to Lydia who is kneeling in front of me undoing my restraints and I stroke her back tenderly with my hand, again seeking some form of comfort or mercy from this Evil Woman. Without flinching or hesitation she reaches over and starts turning up the voltage until I am forced to remove my hand. She even encourages me to touch her again in a friendly, sincere voice. I want to so bad that I reach up, but before my fingers make contact the voltage is turned even higher and I am forced to surrender.
I am then moved to her exam type of table though I am hardly able to walk. They have me sit on the table pushing the electro toy even deeper which, by the way, is still going, and Lydia had the control in her hand in case I have any ideas. They have me lay back with my legs off the edge. Once again my wrist cuffs are fastened to the table above my head and then I feel ropes being tied to my ankles. As the second ankle is being tied, I try to fight as the feeling and strength comes back to my legs, but it is useless. Next my foot is guided to one of the stirrups on the exam table -- I start to panic. I think once my feet are secured to the stirrups I will be helpless and vulnerable. I fight even harder but it is of no use. They are bound fast and the voltage is nearly all I can think about.
Ms Green is, you guessed it, still pinching the crap out of my nipples and they are so sore and sensitive by now that I am blubbering into my hood.
Lydia decides I am making way to much noise and inserts a massive penis gag into my mouth. She has Ms. Green hold it in place while she gets some tape to secure it. Ms Green puts her hand over my face and pushes the gag all the way in and I start gagging. She says she likes the sound and I struggle with the restraints. I am at near panic and Lydia comes back and tapes the gag in place with a little less force than Ms. Green applied. I am fighting the gag but holding out.
More nipple torture and a nasty ruler in the groin area, I could feel Lydia standing between my legs but could do nothing to protect my self. Then they unfastened all my restraints and Ms Green played with my nipples a bit more. I was spent, all I could do was look in her smiling face and wince as she tweaked and pinched.
After a quick shower, a drink of iced water, and a very comfortable and helpful talk about the session, I was walking back to my truck thinking kinky thoughts and thinking what the people around me would think of the kind of person they were next to.
NOTE: I had to drive home without my shirt. The rubbing on my nipples was too much. The next day they were still sensitive but much better, thank you. Also I did ask that gagging be a part of the session and they aim to please.
Thanks for everything!
Brad
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