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(414) Dave`s reassuring hand holding pt6
It was that weekend already, and time for the first commercial film. Dan had visited during the week with borrowed lights, some recording kit he had bought cheaply, a box containing candles all dark coloured, a sealed box, cuffs and straps and his beloved whip that he placed in the playroom with instructions not to play…
He asked as to her health, and any marks, being told in reply that she was in good health and unbruised, which reassured him. He asked if she was still ok with it all and was told she was “nervy with anticipation, but holding up!” to which he kissed her and said she “was his girl alright and she would love this session, and to be ready for Friday they would be with them as soon as the shop closed!”
He had her stand on tip toe and carefully measured her crutch to floor measurement, then kissing her once more off he set
Friday came and at 7pm the little car bearing Dan, Mary along with a strange pair of stands and the excited Buster arrived, the big a****l promptly emptied itself on the lawn then ran up to Gaye, wagging its tail glad to see his bitch once more.
Dan then issued them with scripts, or at least notes of the storyline. He had scripted the story as a dungeon scene, Dave as the escort, and himself as the torturer. They ate talking over their parts, then decided it was better as Mary said, to “get on with it, as we are fresh, even if it takes all night, we can play or swap afterwards if we still want! to!” Dave wondered what Gaye might be thinking after a few hours of torture, would she want sex however good…but he said nothing.
They dressed for the parts they would play, Dave found he was dressed in a grey, uniform marked security, his part short then he was to assist Mary, make tea, shifting lights and all that sort of thing. Gaye was in an old summer dress, complete with underclothes and Dan in a dark full-length robe and hood, though what he had under it was anyone`s guess. Gaye kissed Dave and he asked her was she OK? Her answer was that she was quaking inside but that being scared was all part of the whole thing.
The film began with the arrival at the “dungeon” (the playroom stripped of bean bags, and dimly lit) of the victim, in handcuffs accompanied by the security man, individual leather cuffs were fitted, and the steel handcuffs removed as he handed her to the inquisitor, it was in reality a symbolic moment for Dave, though playing his part he just left the shot. Dan now roughly dragged his victim to the St Andrews cross where despite fighting against it she was rapidly secured. Next came the ankle straps then with a knife first the dress then the bra was cut from her as she begged for mercy from her jailer. He explained that his employer wanted her disciplined for being a reporter and trespassing onto his estate, as he hated the press. He said “he was going to enjoy her pain so the louder she screamed would be music to his ears…” she managed to look terrified but how much was real and how much acting was anyone`s guess. “now miss, I am going to tell you what I am intending to do to you for my own enjoyment… these,” his hand shot out and lifted a breast in either hand “these I am going to skewer with needles right through, decorate them with smaller needles and finally spear these lovely nipples with safety pins.” She looked suitably horrified. “then comes the hot wax and finally you can ride my pony, and if you can make 15minutes on that, then I will allow you to live and will remove the needles. If not…you will never see home again…”
As a threat, it sounded convincing, and for her slipping into character, her face conveyed, that it had worked. Of course, there was little she could do about it anyway, stood astraddle as she was, just in her knickers and leather cuffs strongly secured and unable to move. He took from the box a smaller box containing needles such a she had never seen before, showing her, the first two were easily 6 inches long, he lifted one and then her left breast savouring the look of panic, then he touched the skin an inch above the nipple with its point, for her it was like an electrical shock, that point on her skin, with a quick flick of his wrist the needle retreated an inch and then returned rapidly, stabbing through the skin and then advancing slowly down through the meaty flesh like some steel invader. The pain was massive, but she desperately tried not to scream, though the invader eventually made it impossible to resist and her head back she vent her soul with a long cry of “arghhhhhhhhh!” He began to laugh, almost hysterically as finally the tip of the needle burst through the lower skin. Real tears were falling, the mascara trickling down her cheeks in back dribbles, her breathing in sobs and it was no act. He fetched the second large needle, held it so she could see it clearly, which she did, then lifting the other breast and in a deft move the second point began its journey. Again, pain shot through her body, the slow relentless pressure forcing the tip ever onward and downward through the soft and resistant flesh, again the long drawn out “arghhhhhhhhh, echoed round the “dungeon as the break-through occurred!” Tears fell once more followed by sobs, long and desperate, knowing her ordeal was nowhere near over. he dropped the breast, the tips of the needles grating against her rib cage, adding to her discomfort as he fetched something else from the box Dave sat near the doorway, watching his wife absorb the pain as if it was her life`s work, she was magnificent… Mary was nearer the now crying woman, camera glued to her eye, missing nothing of the action or her friends reaction.
In her tormenters hand a number of short needles tiny thin little things about an inch long, with a flick of his wrist each time the needles soon decorated the skin, first of her left and later the right, the things were pushed into the flesh till the plastic adapter at the base was hard against the skin, the point deep inside the flesh, ten of the vicious things found their way into each of her fine breasts, each accompanied by a grunt of pain, now would come the wax…
She watched him stand a row of blue candles in a holder and light them. Her eyes following his every move, he returned to the sterile box and fetched out two Kilt pins, thick and alike to safety pins only larger. Wide eyed now she watched in a trance as he took the left nub in his fingers, lifted it and with a slow but steady force rammed the thing through the base of her nipple. The pain was way beyond any before and scream she did as the thing stretched and tore its way through the tender flesh, left to right, the second was worse, this time she knew what was to come, exactly the same procedure, her body twisting and writhing in its bonds as best it could. Tears like a black river dripped from her face. she was pleading for mercy, and Dave knew it was not an act in any way.
Her tormenter turned collected a candle, and began dripping boiling wax onto the breasts, blue wax drips left their spots near and amongst the needles each screaming hot causing her to twitch and writhe as each drip landed. Dave checked the clock then slipping away to make the refreshment, still enjoying watching her agony but knowing that this refreshment break would give her, Gaye, his Gaye a little respite. A crust of warm wax by now had built up, all across the upper flesh, making the needles a single solid block. Dan called “cut!” all bar Gaye relaxed, the camera was placed down, and tea supped. Gaye was fed water, it being easier to administer, secure as she was. A new film in the camera, the strange frame erected in the form of an `H’ and with the block of wax now cool, they restarted.
At the word “action” Dan undid the straps that held her, legs first then off with her knickers, next came her cuffs unclipped from the cross first one and then the second were attached to the lift, she knew there would be no respite and it would be her crutch area that would suffer this time. Once free of the cross she was lifted from her location and lifted well clear of the floor, by her wrist cuffs, another painful restriction. High above the floor she watched the frame be placed under her, her wrists felt the pain as the circulation was restricted. Guiding each foot clear of the cross bar she was lowered till the bar was between the lips of her sex, gently oh so very gently she was lowered to the cold bar, a steel rod of perhaps ¾ of an inch that fitted between the lips perfectly and rested against her clitorise. Very quietly they waited and as the clock came to the hour, Dan lowered her full weight onto the bar. The pressure on the bar was instantly terrible, but on the wrists suddenly there was no pressure at all. the full body weight was now pressing on her clit and the perenium an area that other than while riding a bicycle had never received this sort of pressure, and even then, with a saddle to spread the weight. The hard and cold bar slowly began to warm to her body`s heat as bruising pain ran from her crutch to her brain, messages telling her head to support her body relieve the pressure on her soft areas. He had lowered her hands to breast height so little help there then, her big toes just touched the floor, so she desperately tried to gain a little respite there, she tilted herself to the right, gaining a little support from that foot, but the fiendish Dan had measured her perfectly. A glance at the clock told her only 7 minutes had elapsed, each minute felt like an hour. Now she had noticed the clock it rapidly became an obsession, just as Dan had known it would, 10minutes , 11, the pain near unbearable, she knew she must hold on, sobs racked her body, tears of mascara black still ran, she became mesmerised would this session never end, Mary took a shot of the clock face 13, 14minutes past head tossing in abject pain, now barely holding on, as the minute hand clicked over and Dan hauled her up and clear once again her poor hands and wrists taking the strain once more but her bruised clit saved for another day…tears of relief now, as the stand was dismembered, and she was lowered thankfully to the ground once again.
Filming stopped. Willing hands removed the wax blocks, and the small needles, then to her surprise Dan approached her still secure body kissed her and presented her with a fine pair of nipple rings in gold, removing first the left kilt pin, and replacing it with the ring, then repeating it with the right. He kissed her again then stepped back to watch his beloved Mary with the left skewer removing it while looking deep into Gaye`s eyes. I proved near as painful removing the thing as its inward journey and she screamed once more as the thing came loose. It was left to Dave to do the final long needle he stepped up to her, then in a decisive move, released her hands from the securing rope. She placed her hand`s on his shoulders, mindful of the Gesture of release, then in a near whisper she said “do it…do it quickly…please” the long needle was plucked from her breast in one rapid move, she shrieked, her fingers gripped the shoulders hard, and she slid to her knees. It was over.
It was that weekend already, and time for the first commercial film. Dan had visited during the week with borrowed lights, some recording kit he had bought cheaply, a box containing candles all dark coloured, a sealed box, cuffs and straps and his beloved whip that he placed in the playroom with instructions not to play…
He asked as to her health, and any marks, being told in reply that she was in good health and unbruised, which reassured him. He asked if she was still ok with it all and was told she was “nervy with anticipation, but holding up!” to which he kissed her and said she “was his girl alright and she would love this session, and to be ready for Friday they would be with them as soon as the shop closed!”
He had her stand on tip toe and carefully measured her crutch to floor measurement, then kissing her once more off he set
Friday came and at 7pm the little car bearing Dan, Mary along with a strange pair of stands and the excited Buster arrived, the big a****l promptly emptied itself on the lawn then ran up to Gaye, wagging its tail glad to see his bitch once more.
Dan then issued them with scripts, or at least notes of the storyline. He had scripted the story as a dungeon scene, Dave as the escort, and himself as the torturer. They ate talking over their parts, then decided it was better as Mary said, to “get on with it, as we are fresh, even if it takes all night, we can play or swap afterwards if we still want! to!” Dave wondered what Gaye might be thinking after a few hours of torture, would she want sex however good…but he said nothing.
They dressed for the parts they would play, Dave found he was dressed in a grey, uniform marked security, his part short then he was to assist Mary, make tea, shifting lights and all that sort of thing. Gaye was in an old summer dress, complete with underclothes and Dan in a dark full-length robe and hood, though what he had under it was anyone`s guess. Gaye kissed Dave and he asked her was she OK? Her answer was that she was quaking inside but that being scared was all part of the whole thing.
The film began with the arrival at the “dungeon” (the playroom stripped of bean bags, and dimly lit) of the victim, in handcuffs accompanied by the security man, individual leather cuffs were fitted, and the steel handcuffs removed as he handed her to the inquisitor, it was in reality a symbolic moment for Dave, though playing his part he just left the shot. Dan now roughly dragged his victim to the St Andrews cross where despite fighting against it she was rapidly secured. Next came the ankle straps then with a knife first the dress then the bra was cut from her as she begged for mercy from her jailer. He explained that his employer wanted her disciplined for being a reporter and trespassing onto his estate, as he hated the press. He said “he was going to enjoy her pain so the louder she screamed would be music to his ears…” she managed to look terrified but how much was real and how much acting was anyone`s guess. “now miss, I am going to tell you what I am intending to do to you for my own enjoyment… these,” his hand shot out and lifted a breast in either hand “these I am going to skewer with needles right through, decorate them with smaller needles and finally spear these lovely nipples with safety pins.” She looked suitably horrified. “then comes the hot wax and finally you can ride my pony, and if you can make 15minutes on that, then I will allow you to live and will remove the needles. If not…you will never see home again…”
As a threat, it sounded convincing, and for her slipping into character, her face conveyed, that it had worked. Of course, there was little she could do about it anyway, stood astraddle as she was, just in her knickers and leather cuffs strongly secured and unable to move. He took from the box a smaller box containing needles such a she had never seen before, showing her, the first two were easily 6 inches long, he lifted one and then her left breast savouring the look of panic, then he touched the skin an inch above the nipple with its point, for her it was like an electrical shock, that point on her skin, with a quick flick of his wrist the needle retreated an inch and then returned rapidly, stabbing through the skin and then advancing slowly down through the meaty flesh like some steel invader. The pain was massive, but she desperately tried not to scream, though the invader eventually made it impossible to resist and her head back she vent her soul with a long cry of “arghhhhhhhhh!” He began to laugh, almost hysterically as finally the tip of the needle burst through the lower skin. Real tears were falling, the mascara trickling down her cheeks in back dribbles, her breathing in sobs and it was no act. He fetched the second large needle, held it so she could see it clearly, which she did, then lifting the other breast and in a deft move the second point began its journey. Again, pain shot through her body, the slow relentless pressure forcing the tip ever onward and downward through the soft and resistant flesh, again the long drawn out “arghhhhhhhhh, echoed round the “dungeon as the break-through occurred!” Tears fell once more followed by sobs, long and desperate, knowing her ordeal was nowhere near over. he dropped the breast, the tips of the needles grating against her rib cage, adding to her discomfort as he fetched something else from the box Dave sat near the doorway, watching his wife absorb the pain as if it was her life`s work, she was magnificent… Mary was nearer the now crying woman, camera glued to her eye, missing nothing of the action or her friends reaction.
In her tormenters hand a number of short needles tiny thin little things about an inch long, with a flick of his wrist each time the needles soon decorated the skin, first of her left and later the right, the things were pushed into the flesh till the plastic adapter at the base was hard against the skin, the point deep inside the flesh, ten of the vicious things found their way into each of her fine breasts, each accompanied by a grunt of pain, now would come the wax…
She watched him stand a row of blue candles in a holder and light them. Her eyes following his every move, he returned to the sterile box and fetched out two Kilt pins, thick and alike to safety pins only larger. Wide eyed now she watched in a trance as he took the left nub in his fingers, lifted it and with a slow but steady force rammed the thing through the base of her nipple. The pain was way beyond any before and scream she did as the thing stretched and tore its way through the tender flesh, left to right, the second was worse, this time she knew what was to come, exactly the same procedure, her body twisting and writhing in its bonds as best it could. Tears like a black river dripped from her face. she was pleading for mercy, and Dave knew it was not an act in any way.
Her tormenter turned collected a candle, and began dripping boiling wax onto the breasts, blue wax drips left their spots near and amongst the needles each screaming hot causing her to twitch and writhe as each drip landed. Dave checked the clock then slipping away to make the refreshment, still enjoying watching her agony but knowing that this refreshment break would give her, Gaye, his Gaye a little respite. A crust of warm wax by now had built up, all across the upper flesh, making the needles a single solid block. Dan called “cut!” all bar Gaye relaxed, the camera was placed down, and tea supped. Gaye was fed water, it being easier to administer, secure as she was. A new film in the camera, the strange frame erected in the form of an `H’ and with the block of wax now cool, they restarted.
At the word “action” Dan undid the straps that held her, legs first then off with her knickers, next came her cuffs unclipped from the cross first one and then the second were attached to the lift, she knew there would be no respite and it would be her crutch area that would suffer this time. Once free of the cross she was lifted from her location and lifted well clear of the floor, by her wrist cuffs, another painful restriction. High above the floor she watched the frame be placed under her, her wrists felt the pain as the circulation was restricted. Guiding each foot clear of the cross bar she was lowered till the bar was between the lips of her sex, gently oh so very gently she was lowered to the cold bar, a steel rod of perhaps ¾ of an inch that fitted between the lips perfectly and rested against her clitorise. Very quietly they waited and as the clock came to the hour, Dan lowered her full weight onto the bar. The pressure on the bar was instantly terrible, but on the wrists suddenly there was no pressure at all. the full body weight was now pressing on her clit and the perenium an area that other than while riding a bicycle had never received this sort of pressure, and even then, with a saddle to spread the weight. The hard and cold bar slowly began to warm to her body`s heat as bruising pain ran from her crutch to her brain, messages telling her head to support her body relieve the pressure on her soft areas. He had lowered her hands to breast height so little help there then, her big toes just touched the floor, so she desperately tried to gain a little respite there, she tilted herself to the right, gaining a little support from that foot, but the fiendish Dan had measured her perfectly. A glance at the clock told her only 7 minutes had elapsed, each minute felt like an hour. Now she had noticed the clock it rapidly became an obsession, just as Dan had known it would, 10minutes , 11, the pain near unbearable, she knew she must hold on, sobs racked her body, tears of mascara black still ran, she became mesmerised would this session never end, Mary took a shot of the clock face 13, 14minutes past head tossing in abject pain, now barely holding on, as the minute hand clicked over and Dan hauled her up and clear once again her poor hands and wrists taking the strain once more but her bruised clit saved for another day…tears of relief now, as the stand was dismembered, and she was lowered thankfully to the ground once again.
Filming stopped. Willing hands removed the wax blocks, and the small needles, then to her surprise Dan approached her still secure body kissed her and presented her with a fine pair of nipple rings in gold, removing first the left kilt pin, and replacing it with the ring, then repeating it with the right. He kissed her again then stepped back to watch his beloved Mary with the left skewer removing it while looking deep into Gaye`s eyes. I proved near as painful removing the thing as its inward journey and she screamed once more as the thing came loose. It was left to Dave to do the final long needle he stepped up to her, then in a decisive move, released her hands from the securing rope. She placed her hand`s on his shoulders, mindful of the Gesture of release, then in a near whisper she said “do it…do it quickly…please” the long needle was plucked from her breast in one rapid move, she shrieked, her fingers gripped the shoulders hard, and she slid to her knees. It was over.
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