About 15 minutes had passed, but to you, it felt like hours. Your wrists, hanging from the ceiling, legs forced wide by the spreader bar. The only sound was more drool splashing onto the floor in front of you due to the ballgag still in your mouth. You finally have got your breathing back under control and your cum has started to dry to the inside of your thighs.
You hear the basement door open and you snap your head towards me as I walk back in, your eyes pleading with me from across the room.
I press the button on the wall and your arms are finally allowed to lower. You groan loudly as the pressure is taken off your wrists and shoulders and you can rest your feet flat on the floor.
I stop in front of you, holding your face gently. We stare into each other's eyes, and you can't help but wonder what I might have in store for you now. I reach around behind your head and undo the gag, slowly pulling it from your mouth as a string of your saliva follows behind it.
You stretch your jaw and lick your lips. I bring you a cup of water with a straw and hold it in front of you, allowing you to have a drink. I place the cup back on the side table beside the chair and uncuff your wrists. I help shake out your arms, lightly massage each one and kiss them gently, up and down. I look back up at you, "are you ready to continue?"
You nod your head with a small smile. A quick pinch of your nipple reminds you to reply with, "yes Sir."
"Good girl," I reply before holding the gag back up in front of your lips. You whimper, your brow furrowed in a pout, before obediently opening your mouth. I slowly push the gag back in between your beautiful, plump lips and reach around to the back of your head to tighten it once more.
I grab your wrists and help shake out your arms one more time. Slowly, I make my way behind you, before guiding your wrists behind your back, reattaching the same leather cuffs. You feel me pull the cuffs upward a little, and hear me connecting them to the chain that is still hanging from the ceiling above. I make my way back towards the door and press the button on the wall again, Your eyes widen as you feel your wrists being pulled back towards the ceiling. But this time, with your wrists behind your back, forcing you to bend forward as your wrists follow the chain. The retracting chain stops and you find yourself bent forward at the hips, chest parallel to the floor. You immediately feel the stress on your shoulders as the weight of your body is pulling you forward.
Another bead of drool escapes your lips as you watch it hit the floor directly below you. You quickly start to realize how helpless and exposed you are now as your ass and pussy are lifted and open to the air behind you. Your head is waist height, and the spreader bar continues to force you wide open for me. Your mind races with what might be coming next.
A smack on your taut ass brings you back to the present as you yelp from behind the gag. I kneel down in front of you and smile at you as you watch me carefully. You have a front row seat as your eyes are drawn to the shiny metal I hold in my hands - nipple clamps. My hands move to your chest as I attach one to each of your pointed and waiting nipples. You groan loudly as the clamps bite down on the skin, but you can't help but be surprised to feel your pussy tingle with excitement. Another groan follows, this time because I have added a small weight to the chain that connects the two clamps. The weight pulls the clamps straight down and you quickly realize any movement you make causes the weight to sway and pull the clamps even more. You look towards your aching nipples as they are being stretched towards the ground and you curse under your breath as the weight sways and pulls.