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Total encasement. Sensory deprivation bondage. These were things he
had never tried and the way his Mistress described them they sounded
very exciting. So far the two of them had tried a number of different
scenes, even up to transforming him into a French maid named Inga.
Each scene always ended up with his having an orgasm and he had no
reason to suspect this one would be any different.
So he had agreed.
Once he was naked, she had him put on a corset and crotch less panties.
The corset was made of green satin and she had called it a steel boned,
wasp waisted design. Once it was laced closed he knew why. It had
cinched in his waist unitl he could only barely draw a breath and it
pushed his chest out slightly, almost like a pair of small boobs. It
also seemed to make his hips larger, ginging him something of a curvey
figure. Black nylons were fastened to garters on the bottom of the
corset. He could not bend over to pull them on and she had helped him.
The nylons were very silky and just barely black.
She had then had him lie down on a lightly padded board which stretched
from his shoulders to his ankles. The board was very narrow, just
barely wide enough to support him. It was lying on top of two
sawhorses in the middle of her dungeon. At his crotch there was a wide
circle which allowed his cock and balls to hang down.
Once he was in place she had produced a roll of black bondage tape and
wrapped him up n a cocoon. She started at his shoulders and inch by
inch she worked her way down to his ankles, pulling the tap tight with
each revolution. When she finished he could not move. His arms were
taped tightly to his sides. The wrap left only his head and feet free
except that she had not put any tape around his bottom or his private
parts.
He felt something like a fork running up and down the bottom of each
foot. He was ticklish and soon he was begging and pleading for her to
stop. She kept it up until he was certain he could not stand it a
moment longer. When she said that he needed shoes he readily agreed.
He even agreed when she showed him what she proposed to strap onto his
feet.
The shoes were platform, oxford style, ankle boots. What made them
extreme was that they were what were called ballet style in that they
had an extreme arch and heels eleven inches high. He knew because she
told him so. Once they were laced he was happy that he could not be
tickled any more but he was also ever so glad he was not standing in
them.
The next device was a posture collar which was actually part of his
corset. It went around his neck set down on his shoulders. It cupped
his chin and helped him hold his head up. That cane as a relief as he
rested his chin against the top of the collar. The collar was also
boned and it formed a solid tube around his neck which would make
certain nothing would interfere with his breathing.
The gag she inserted consisted of a dildo which was not too long. It
was connected to a pad which totally covered his mouth. There was a
tube which ran through the gag. It was hollow and would allow him to
breathe if necessary. The tube stuck out of his mouth a few inches.
Below the tube was another smaller tube with a rubber ball on the end.
Using the tape again, she wrapped his head from under his chin to the
top of his head. This forced his jaw closed hard against the dildo
gag. Once that was done she wrapped his entire head starting at the
collar and not finishing until his head was totally covered. He could
not see anything and could only just barely hear when she talked to
him.
He could feel as she fastened some kind of a harness around his head
and she told him that it had a suspension ring at the very top. He
could sense that she had fastened something to the ring and then he
heard the unmistakable sound of her ceiling hoist. He was helpless to
even move as it slowly lifted him upwards until he was straight up and
down. Then he was lowered until his weight rested on his arched toes
which pointed straight down. She left him just enough slack to allow
him to weave back and forth an inch or two but not enough to relieve
the strain on his feet.
When she started to squeeze the rubber ball on his gag she laughed. He
felt the dildo begin to expand until it completely filled his mouth,
pressing his tongue down against the bottom of his mouth. He could
only make a gurgling sound deep in his throat which only barely made it
past the pad sealing his mouth.
He felt her massaging his cock and it quickly grew hard. She inserted
some kind of a rod into it which soon reached deeply inside of him.
Then she told him that his safe word would be his cock. As long as she
could get it hard, she would be free to continue whatever she wanted to
do to him. That might be to just let him stand there in those terrible
shoes. She let him know that very soon his two main sources of pain
would be those shoes and the corset which would make him feel like he
was being cut in half.
She let him know that she might relent and take a whip to his nearly
bare ass, just covered by the silk of his panties. Or she might do any
of a large number of things that she loved to do to helpless males.
How long he stood in his rigid pose he did not know. He only knew that
his feet were on fire and his legs ached. He was certain the corset
was crushing him and it was causing a monstrous pain at the small of
his back. He never heard her approach but he did feel her warm hand
grasp his cock and begin to squeeze it. He felt himself grow hard and
she quickly released him. He heard her laugh and say the word cane.
Nothing more until he felt a blast of fire across his exposed rear.
Ten awful strokes then a pause then ten more delivered from the other
side.
He tried to beg her to stop but no sound came out except his quiet
moans after each stroke. When she was finished she left him alone to
stand and contemplate his pain.
The next time he felt her hand he tried ever so hard not to react but
he could not help himself. As soon as he was erect she let loose of
him and he heard the word strap. Again he received ten strokes across
his backside, this time with a leather strap. After a pause he
experienced ten more. Knowing what was going to happen only made
things worse.
Each time the process was repeated he heard a new word. Cat, whip,
quirt, and finally the cane again. When he knew he could stand no more
he heard her tell him that he would get yet one more punishment. She
massaged his now limp cock as she told him his last punishment would be
twenty strokes with the flex cane. But these would be to his cock.
He screamed and vowed not to react to her ministrations. He just would
not allow himself to grow hard. Then he felt her warm breath and her
hot lips on the head of his cock. As she drew him into her mouth he
felt himself helpless to avoid responding. There was just no way he
could avoid what was about to happen. He could only stand in place on
his toes as she worked away until he was hard. He moaned in fear as
she withdrew and he waited for the first of what he knew was coming.
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