Susan Mitchell's week of suspension bondage was nearly at an end. The weekend to come meant two days of isolation in her tiny concrete cell, but at least she would be untied and free from being physically and sexually abused. But first, she had to make it through two more unbearable days, this one suspended in the atrium of West Valley Academy's senior house atrium.
Today was deja vu for Susan and not just from this week. She'd been placed in suspended hogties like the one she was currently captured in before, but this one almost seemed like a work of art. She was surprised that her friend Kylie had learned to work ropes like this so quickly.
Susan had been brought to the atrium early in the morning by Kylie. She had been told to lie down on the tile floor of the atrium, her naked breasts and stomach pressed against the cold surface. Kylie had started by wrapping a length of blue rope around Susan's waist and then knotted it behind her back. She had taken both ends of the rope and looped them between the girl's legs and tied those ends to the knot behind her back as well.
Then the girl wrapped lengths of green rope around each of Susan's ankles, which she tied off around her friend's thighs several times, binding her feet near her bare ass. The ends of those ropes were then pulled up and tied to the harness around the woman's waist, spreading Susan obscenely once again.
Susan's arms and wrists were the next target of Kylie's rope work. Red rope was used to bind the woman's wrists tightly together behind her back. Then Kylie had wrapped the rope up the girl's arms securing her forearms and elbows together. Then the ends of the ropes at her wrists were fastened to the the ropes around her ankles, arching her back into a painful hogtie.
Kylie completed the tie by wrapping purple rope through Susan's long blonde hair and then fastening that to the bundle of rope tying the woman's wrists together. Susan wriggled her fingers and toes, the only parts of her body she was able to move.