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Subject: {ASSM} Gifts part 2 (BDSM SBf Mdom Tort Cons)
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Gifts - Part 2 - by J&P - The Switch

BDSM SBf Mdom Tort Cons

Prue was about to reciprocate Jim's gift from their previous session
and had some very creative ideas of how she was going to present
herself.

.........

To quote the Carolina North Mfg marketing blurb "It can't get any
simpler for securing cargo.  Simply thread your rope through the
CAL/GRIP and pull.  No knots to worry about.  Continue to pull until a
secure and snug fit.  The rope will not loosen.  Load rating is up to
500 pounds." `What a fantastically simple device.  Cargo? I wonder if
Carolina North Mfg know how their product is used' mused Prue as she
started her preparations.

In their previous bondage play Jim and Prue added some additional
`features' to their King size four poster bed, specifically a set of
four CAL/GRIPs and a set of pulleys to suit 1/2" rope.  These were
hidden from view by the bed canopy and decorations, but were use by
both of them when the need arose for a quick tie down of their
partner.  It was worth ordering the CAL/GRIPs and paying the freight
to Australia, they made their bondage games so much easier.

Prue had already showered and was naked, ready for a whole new
experience with Jim.  She looked at herself in the mirror, a bit round
like the images in some of the classic renaissance paintings, very
sensual at the same time.  She rolled out the trolley with the fucking
machine from the spare room and placed it at the foot of the bed.  She
then got the large suit case full of their bondage gear and put it on
the chest of drawers next to her dressing table.

It was twelve thirty and Jim was due back about two, plenty of time to
get ready and enjoy herself.   It was Saturday and Jim had gone to the
mall with his best mate Bruce.   They were checking out the new
computer shop.

`What do I need?' she wondered.  Prue retrieved wrist and ankle cuffs,
four ropes for the pullies, four padlocks, a length of light cord,
various leather bondage belts, a garter belt, stockings, medium sized
butt plug, clothes pegs, two paddles, a flogger, riding crop, clit
clamp, ball gag, blindfold and finally a rubber hood.  She also had a
canvas bag that contained three old house bricks.  Some items from her
dresser were needed as well, namely condoms and lubricant.  Her plan
was coming together.

Placing a condom on the butt plug and then lubricating it she eased
the plug into her anus, slowly pressing until it was fully seated
inside, just big enough to be uncomfortable.   Next she put on the
garter belt and seamed stockings, `very nice' she thought as she
admired herself in the mirror.

Prue then fitted the ankle and wrist cuffs.  Following this the four
ropes were threaded through the pulleys and CAL/GRIPS.  She shuddered
with anticipation as she placed the bag of bricks on top of the rail
that ran between the head posts of the bed.  She tied the ends of the
two ropes at the bed head to the canvas bag and added the light cord
as well; the cord hung down and lay down the middle of the bed.

`Now for the bondage belts' she though as she fitted the first belt
around her waist, tightening it firmly.  Then she attached the thin
"Y" belt to the back of the waist belt and threaded it between her bum
crack and up past her pussy, the two "Y" parts attacked to the front
of the waist belt.  She spread her pussy lips and placed the "Y" so
that it held her lips apart.

Next was the breast straps, this harness wrapped around her torso and
had loops that tightened around the base of her large boobs.   She
loved the feeling of tightness and the way her boobs were made to
stand out.

A condom and lubricant were applied to the dildo on the end of the
fucking machine.   The machine was set for a nice 5" stroke.   Two
straps were attached to the machine that would be fastened to her
waist belt.   She applied a generous amount of lubricant to her pussy
in anticipation of the machine.

`Ok, now I get serious' she thought as she anticipated the strict
bondage she was about to place herself in.  Placing the rest of the
gear on the bed Prue sat on the bed and padlocked the two ropes at the
foot of the bed to her ankles.  Next she carefully slipped the fucking
machine dildo partially into her pussy and attached the machine straps
to her waist belt.   Prue reached for the ropes that ran through the
pulleys and CAL/GRIPs, pulling firmly of the ropes her legs were drawn
apart firmly, once her legs were fully stretched she pulled on the
machine cinch straps so that the dildo sat nicely in side her pussy.  
Just to make sure all was ok she turned on the machine to its lowest
speed and felt the dildo penetrate until it just touched her cervix
and withdrawing its full five inches.  After about six thrusts she
knew she would be very happy and turn the machine off.  Her great
temptation was to leave the machine on and finger herself to a huge
orgasm, but that was not in today's plan.

Fitting the clit clamp to her love button and a series of clothes pegs
to her pussy lips kept her focused on the task at hand.   She then
fitted more pegs to her swollen nipples, breathing in the pain as the
pegs bit into her soft flesh.   She moved with purpose now as she
fastened the three inch posture collar around her neck.  This was
followed up by the gag and blindfold.  The ball gag was tightened
behind her head. Her pussy was getting wet, not just from the lube.  
She pulled and stretched the rubber hood over her head leaving two
holes over her nose and one over her mouth to breathe.

`At last I am ready to give up all control' she thought as she reached
to her side and turned on the machine to its lowest intermittent
setting, just enough to keep her hot but not enough for her to cum.

Finally she reached above her head and found the rope ends which had
stainless steel rings tied on, the knot had been super glued so she
would not be able to undo them.  The last two padlocks were there as
well, she locked each wrist to the rope ends. Feeling around she found
the cord attached to the canvas bag and gave it a firm tug, the bag
fell from its perch and via the pulleys and CAL/GRIPs dragged her arms
out tightly.  `WOW! What an amazing sensation, just like being on a
rack!' she thought as she felt the effect of the rope tension.

The machine turned on for a few seconds every minute, just allowing
three or four slow thrusts of the dildo.   Each thrust took about two
to three seconds.  It was excruciatingly wonderful for Prue.   Totally
immobile, in strict bondage, her pussy being worked automatically, and
her breasts, clit and pussy lips being tortured by the pegs and
clamps.  Prue drifted into a deep sub-space just enjoying the
sensations of her self imposed predicament.

Prue started fantasising about being a sex slave on a pirate ship
where she is tortured and raped.   `I am lashed to the mast, my
clothes have been ripped from my body and the first mate is about to
give me a dozen lashes. He does not hold back as the cat lands on my
back, bum and thighs.   He is a master - he inflicts pain but does not
cut my skin.  I scream in pain, yet my pussy is dripping.  I am cut
loose and dragged to one of the cannon where I am forced over the
barrel, my legs spread and tied on one side my wrists tied to the base
of the gun carriage on the other side.   The 35 crew members are lined
up, starting with the Cap'n.  The Cap'n enters me with his enormous
cock (it is 11" long and 7" in circumference) and fucks me hard; he
cums as I cum.  Next the first mate, he takes very long stokes and I
cum again.  Each of the crew take me.   Even though each one only
takes a few minutes it is over two hours before they each have had
their turn, some take me in the pussy and other take my bum.  I have
cum at least a couple of dozen times.   Cum is dripping from both my
holes.  Even the thirteen year old cabin boy has taken me.   "Cut her
loose" orders the Cap'n after each has had there fill of me.  I
collapse on the deck as several buckets of sea water are sloshed over
my ravished body. I lay shivering for about 10 minutes, at least it is
not too cold here in waters near the Spanish Main.  "Kneel wench"
orders the Cap'n.  I struggle to kneel, two of the deckhands pick me
up to my knees and lean me against the main mast, they tie a rope
around my neck holding me to the mast.  My hands are stretched behind
me and tied around the mast.   The first mate lashes my breasts with
the cat; thankfully it does not have metal ends.  After six lashes he
stops, my nipples and breasts are throbbing.   The Cap'n now takes his
enormous cock out again, it is rock hard as he enters my mouth.  I
suck hard to get him off quickly so I can breathe easier; the rope
around my neck is not tight so I can move enough to blow him.   The
rest of the crew grin as they line up to be serviced by my mouth.'

Thwack! Thwack!  Jim has just hit the inside of her thighs with the
riding crop.   "Mmmmffff" Prue groans as she is snapped back to the
here and now by Jim.

Jim had arrived back just after two p.m.   When he entered the house
he found a piece of black paper with gold writing waiting under a
paper weight by the front door.

  My Dearest Master

  It is time that I returned the favour you gave me last week.  

  Your gift awaits you in the bedroom.

  Take me and use me any way you wish.

  Your slut slave wench,

  Prue

Jim turned to Pam, who had threesome's with Jim and Prue a few times
in the past including a few bondage sessions where they took turns in
subbing, and asked "are you up for some fun?" with a wink.   Jim had
bumped into Pam at the mall car park as he was leaving.  He invited
her back for some coffee with the hope of some three way action as he
knew Pam was the adventurous type.

Pam just grinned as Jim showed her the note and explained the latest
games they had been playing.  "So Prue is yours, ummm ours? to play
with and use as we want?" said Pam.

"Lets check her out ... quietly ... she probably wont here us if we don't
make much noise" cautioned Jim.

They made their way to the bed room and were confronted by the sight
of a strictly bound woman.   The machine activated for a few seconds
and then stopped.  Jim whispered "WOW she's got it set on
intermittent, I bet she's been there for a while."

Pam moved around the bed quietly observing how Prue had performed this
piece of "magic".   She whispered to Jim "How do the ropes hold
tight?"   He replied sotto voice "Spring locks - rope can only go one
way unless the catch is released."   Pam nodded approvingly.

Jim picked up the riding crop and hit Prue's thighs.  She moaned and
squirmed.  Jim pointed at Pam, then the flogger and the Prue's tits.  
Prue got the idea and grabbed the flogger.

Pam removed the pegs from Prue's boobs and Prue shuddered in pain as
the blood flooded back into her tortured nipples.   Pam then started
flogging Prue's boobs using her wrists to get a nice flick effect
across each breast.

At the same time Jim turned up the fucking machine to continuous slow
speed and then removed the pegs from Prue's pussy lips.

"MMMMMMMMMMMAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH" groaned Prue as she thought `What the
heck?   There must be more than one person at it.  Who?  Jim and ? 
Strangers?  Nothing I can do just take it...   Fuck this is good!'

The fucking machine was doing its thing; Jim started lashing the
inside of Prue's legs and exposed pussy with the riding crop, not too
hard but enough to get Prue jumping.

The machine was relentless and Prue started cumming; after about 30
seconds she wanted to stop because she could hardly take anymore; but
the beatings continued as did the slow continual thrusts of the
fucking machine.

After about four minutes Jim turned the machine up to a higher
setting, the dildo was now penetrating every second.

Soon Prue was into a higher gear and started orgasming in a continuous
wave of pleasure.   She ejaculated a stream of clear fluid from her
pussy as the intensity of her pleasure rose again.

Two more minutes and Prue passed out in pleasure.   Jim noticed the
change to her breathing and that her body was not reacting as it had
for the past six minutes.  Jim quickly removed the hood and gag.  He
also turned the machine off.  Pam had stopped her breast "treatment".

After another couple of minutes Prue came around and found herself
being held in Jim's arms while Pam sat on the edge of the bed with her
hand over her pussy.

"Welcome back my lovely little slut slave, looks like a very long
weekend for you, it's a public holiday on Monday.  You are going to
service both of us for the whole weekend" said Jim.  Prue smiled, this
was her fantasy.

Long weekend of pleasure ... in part 3 (to be written)

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