Postby Kinkychris » Thu Feb 11, 2010 6:05 pm
Thanks to those who have shown an interest in my story. I will pick it up where I left off.
So there I was sitting on a thin plastic mat on a hard wood floor bound and nearly naked . I had calmed down and my breathing had returned to normal. I recall sitting there in a state of amazement and disbelief. I was amazed that my best friend since childhood was so dominant and kinky; and I was amazed at how easily I gave into being submissive to her. It’s true that I had always liked playing little self bondage games, but I amazed myself at how easily I let myself fall under her control. It was almost like I was asking for it.
I was awakened from my thoughts when Susan came over to me and began to stroke my hair. “ Well I see you color has returned and you seem to be alert and presentâ€. “Yes I am fineâ€. “Well thats good†she said,†I have decided that you are in good shape and can withstand quite a bit more torture. So here’s the deal. We can stop right now if you want. I will untie you and give you your clothes back and we can go to the Mall. Or we can continue. If you choose to quit this will be the end of our tie up games, and we will NEVER speak of this again. However if you agree to continue I get to do what I want for as long as I say. You give up all rights to your body during your captivity. Do you trust me enough to do that?†WOW! I was speechless. I had read about stuff like this on line but I could not believe it was really happening. I was a little frightened by the prospect of giving up all rights but at the same time I didn’t want this to end. Besides I had know Susan forever and I knew she wouldn’t really hurt me. “OK, I am inâ€. I said. “All in?†She said. “Yes, ALL inâ€. With that She just smiled and took me by the hand. I got up and se led me over to another section of the attic , the part that was the work out area.
She led me over to an inversion rack. For those who don’t know its a piece of exercise equipment that allows the user to invert them self. The contraption tilts 90-degrees from a center axis. Of course it was designed for the occupant to be able to control the tilting action. This innocent exercise device had be modified by my friend to be used as a torture device.The foot straps which ere now tilted down at floor level had been replaced with two leather cuffs . My wrists tied securely with several turns of white cotton rope. I was backed up to the tight canvas mesh that formed the table surface. My arms lifted above my head and secured to some sort of cord behind the table. The table was tilted slightly and my ankles secured into the cuffs. A little more tilt of the table and I was laying flat. Susan made some sort of adjustment and I was suddenly stretched really tight. It didn’t hurt but is was defiantly tight.
Standing beside the table Susan just looked me up and down. “You know what’s going to happen now?‘ She asked. “no†I answered in my quiet voice. “I am going to torture you until you learn to like it.†Now I know this was all part of the game but I must admit that an excited chill come over me when she said it. 
Next she started tilting the table up and down. One second I was upright the next i was heads down. Up and down , up and down, several times each time faster then the last.
When she finally stopped I was head down essentially hanging by the feet and the room was spinning. Susan left me hanging there in my dizzy state and went off down stairs.
After about five- minuets I began to worry about being up side down too to long. Then it dawned on me that I couldn’t make the table swing upright no matter how hard I tried. Thats when I started to panic. There I was hanging up side down by my feet unable to do more then wiggle my toes! I started to scream HELPPPPP!! Then I heard Susan come back in laughing her ass off. “You silly bitch I was just outside all the time. I never took my eyes off you!†Thats when she swung the table down so that I was laying flat out. I was breathing heavily but I quickly calmed down. “Ok†Sue said. “Now for some more fun.†Thats when she went to my feet and began to stick spring clothes pins between each of my toes. Surprisingly enough it didn’t hurt that much it just pinched a bit and felt strange. “I know you are ticklish so I am going to save that for later.†Tickling is the worse torture in the world, I thought. So nothing she could do would be that bad.
That’s when she appeared beside me holding two small freezer bags filled with ice. She was smiling as as she lifted the left cup on my top and slid one of the bags inside. I let out an high pitched squeal as the cold touched my skin.She did the same with the second bag on the right side. I began to squeal and chatter as the cold began to torture my small breasts. Sue just laughed and smiled at my reaction. She was really enjoying herself.
A minute later she was standing at my feet holding a long flat stick that looked like a ruler. Without saying a word she gave me a firm smack on my right sole. Ouch! I shouted. Thing is it only stung a little,It really wasn’t that bad. Sun then informed me that she was going to continue torturing my feet until the ice melt. let out a grown to which she remarked “ Don’t worry we have all day!â€. LOL!!! Then she started ever so gently taping the bottoms of my feet with the stick. Not even as hard as she did the first time. It really was just a simple tap, firm but not really painful tap, tap tap,. Not to bad I thought. Funny thing was that after about five minuets it started to get to me. Again not so much pain just an annoying ‘tap’‘tap’‘tap’. Irritating and my soles were starting to get sore. After about fifteen minuets my feet stingy from heel to toe while the ice was making my breasts numb. It took about another ten minuets for the ice to melt to the point that she stopped the foot torture. Interesting thing is that While I was not in any real pain my senses started to get all whacky from all the different stimulus. By the time she finally stopped I was screaming, whining and begging which she said was music to her ears!
After she removed what was left of the ice packs she gave each frozen nipple a little pinch which , if I had not been tied so well would have sent me through the roof. Next she took a fresh piece of ice and rubbed it all over my feet until it was all gone. This me me squirm and wiggle like crazy because I was just so sensitive. Sue laughed and said I should be thankful it was ice and not hot coals! Thats when I let out a loud scream as if it were coals! Then she grabbed a new piece of ice and really went to work. Rubbing it all over my soles and the in between each toe as she pulled off the clothes pins. I was screaming, laughing pleading and about as horny as I had ever been in my life. After a few more minuets Sue stopped the torture and gave me a rest. She tilted the table up right and fed me dome juice through a straw. She kept me tied up for another hour of tickle torture and a few thinngs that don’t belong on this page.
I hope you guys are enjoying reading these stories as much as I am sharing them.