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The Traveller's Introduction (MF, dom)
By The Ferrous Juggler
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I sat back on the hotel bed, TV on and volume turned up, very
pleased with myself. On the floor at the foot of the bed little
Lena was strapped the Blue Crate, straining hard against the
various ropes and arching her back as hard as she could. Even from
across the room I could see the sweat glistening on her back. I
unconsciously stroked a long, thin cane while I watched.
The Blue Crate wasn't the most beautiful piece of equipment I
owned, but it worked well and was very portable. Lena was attached
to it by two leather straps which bound her just above the knees.
From this kneeling position she was forced to bend over the crate
by small chains which ran through the front of the box and
attached to her nipple clips. The clips were a work of genius, I
thought.
They were attached to retracting spools on the inside of the
crate; thus, the attached slave COULD pull away, but not without
putting some degree of pressure on the nipples. Of course,
whenever she leaned back down the chains would simply rewind
around the spools. I've always liked watching slaves hooked up to
the Blue Crate for the first time.
As soon as they find that the nipple chains will give, they pull
upright to their kneeling position. They invariably discover,
however, that with their hands tied behind their backs and their
knees bound to the crate, they can't go any further. Sooner or
later the pull on the nipples becomes overbearing and they hunch
back over into a more subservient position.
But my newest invention was the real icing and it worked perfectly
with the Blue Crate. In my hobby of studying electronics I had
recently discovered God's gift to the bondage and discipline scene
-- mercury switches. These wonderful little devices actually
checked to see how level an object was and responded accordingly
with an electronic object. After reading up about these wicked
little switches I had immediately run out to Radio Shack to buy a
box.
A few hours in my workroom had yielded a new toy, relatively crude
in construction but, if Lena was any example, perfectly
functional. The mercury switch strapped firmly between Lena's
petite little breasts, where it was monitoring how straight her
body was held. When Lena was lying flat across the crate, the
switch was level.
However, whenever she pulled herself to a kneeling position,
fighting the weight on her nipples, the switch activated a large
vibrator protruding from my slave's beautiful little ass. The
further back she stretched, the faster harder that machine buzzed,
filling her ass with the sensations I knew she loved. When the
pull of the nipple clips became too great, however, Lena was
forced to lean back over the crate and the vibrator would stop.
I watched the little redhead for an hour, amazed at how badly she
wanted that vibrator to activate in her ass. That, I thought, was
the crux of bondage and discipline. Anyone idiot can train an
animal to avoid a whip, however, the real talent lies in making a
person enjoy something so much that he or she will even great pain
just to achieve the pleasurable feelings. Lena was a perfect
example, when she'd first come to me she'd emphatically declared
that she would not perform any kind of anal exercises. Now she was
practically pulling her own nipples off just to feel a little buzz
in her butt.
The back was arching again and I couldn't resist getting up to
take some pictures. Her nipples and breasts were distended tautly,
a real turn-on for me and quite a few other doms I knew. Lena was
wearing a blindfold, of course, but it was thin and she knew right
away when the flash began going off. Her head began lowering
toward the floor like a questing snake and she moaned through her
gag.
"That's very good, slut," I informed the girl. "You've done a good
job of testing my new toy. Would you like to cum now?"
Her sweaty, red hair whipped wildly as Lena's head bobbed up and I
noticed that the vibrator had worked out of her ass somewhat, so I
shoved it back in without warning. Lena gasped and shot upward,
causing the small device to whirr at what had to be its fastest
speed. I could tell by the tautness of her body that an orgasm had
started, and, being pleased with her demonstration of the new
equipment, I tripped the release on the nipple clip spools. At the
same time, I snapped the gag from her mouth.
Lena's body shot upright instantly and I stepped forward to slide
my erection between her lips. She began to suck immediately,
keeping her back ramrod straight as the vibrator blazed away
inside her ass as fast as it could. Within seconds I was exploding
in my little slave's mouth, almost overwhelmed by the energy
pouring out of her tiny body. Smiling at my success, I finished my
own orgasm and sat back to watch her a bit longer.
1997