You attach a chain to my collar and pull me to my feet heading towards the basement steps. For once i do not feel the shiver of anticipation but one of dread. i can't forget the way You looked at me....the coldness in Your eyes. Once we reach the basement You tell me to kneel. You walk to a table and return with handcuffs. i hold my hands up and You fasten them tight. i moan slightly at the pain and You tell me that the tightness of the cuffs is the least of my worries. You insert a ball gag in to my mouth and tell me to bend forward with my ass in the air. i hear You moving behind me but don't know what to expect until i feel one of Your fingers probing around my tight hole. As You insert another i move against them. With Your free hand You slap my ass hard and tell me to stay still. The slap brings tears to my eyes. Then you remove your fingers that have been lubricating me and i feel another pressure against my hole. Bigger this time than Your fingers and i realise that it is a butt plug and from the feel of it one of the largest You have used on me. i want to pull away but know i am in enough trouble so brace myself as You slide it in. Gently at first until the initial resistance of my muscles has passed then You push hard so that the full length is in me. i moan again at the intrusion but realise that it is long but not filling me.
My relief disappears as You inflate the plug so that it fills me past the point of comfort.You attach the cuffs to a chain hanging from the ceiling and you go to the wall and turn awheel that winches the chain up. i rise to my feet and You stop as i am balanced on the balls of my feet. Then you turn and leave the basement. As i hang there i am scared but i start to feel a familiar tightness in my stomach and a slight throbbing between my legs. i know that i am wet and that whatever happens will be at Your pleasure and my just punishment for having disobeyed You.
You reappear having changed. Now You are wearing a black leather thong and a black leather basque that is pushing Your magnificant breasts up with the tops of Your nipples visible over the top and completing the outfit a pair of thigh high boots with 4 inch spiked heels. Looking at You i just want to kneel at your feet and beg forgivess so You will allow me to touch You but it is too late for that. You manouver what i think is a wooden bech over beside me and attach it securely to bolts on the floor. As i look down i realise it is not a bench but a pole of wood, on legs, about 3inches wide with the sides turned so that from the end it is a diamond with the sharp edge pointing upwards. Along the top are leather straps. You move to me and lifitng my left leg put it over the pole so that it is between my legs. i can still balance on the balls of my feet without coming into contact but with a sinking feeling i know what is coming, and it won't be me. You then lift my right leg and buckle it behind me and do the same with the left. All that is keeping me from the sharp edge is the chains hanging above my head. my arms are starting to feel uncomfortable but i realise i would rather that than what i know is to come. As a final touch You stand in front of me with nipple clamps. You reach up and start to pull and twist my nipples till theya re hard and attach the clamps. Then You attach a string to the chain between them and pull until my breasts are stretched and fasten it off around the end of the pole. i try to lean forward to relieve the tightness but cant. There is a red hot pain in my breasts and i can feel tears squeeze from my closed eyes as i try to breathe slowly agains it