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A SHORT STORY BY CHRIS BARRISH. Previous...............................Next THE RESORT Part2 Anonymous, and all the nonsense of being a "good girl" does not apply. The next moment is one to savor. You watch in the mirror as the blindfold is slowly brought closer to your head. You tingle as your eyes now perceive darkness. You feel the buckles being fastened. This is something you have not felt before, strange and bizarre. I lead you over to the bed and help you to sit in the center. You feel something cool and smooth under you. It is a large white rubberized sheet. I spread your legs to the corners of the foot of the bed. I tie your ankles to the bed with soft cotton hospital restraints. I untie your wrists only to re-tie them to the head of the bed with the same soft cotton restraints. next. There are levels of desire that are only brought on by a feather on the nipples. There is an area almost as sensitive as that; the belly between the navel and the pubic hair. Slow strokes, making you squirm. Now for your legs, long continuous strokes, from your hips down the outside of your leg, up the sole of your foot, and up the inside of your leg. Each leg in turn. I do nothing that will allow you to orgasm, not yet. Now for a contrast, I leave the room for something. I return with an ice cube. Where shall it land? Of course, on your nipples and your belly. But now You had better hold on tight to those restraints, because your clitoris shall be next, a sensation few will ever experience.
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And to circle around the entrance to your vagina. Your arms and legs tense against the cotton webbing holding you. Next is the soles of your feet - an ice cube stroking the most sensitive parts. Do you think I will let you orgasm yet? No way, dear. Not by a long shot. You may or may not have heard of whipped cream and rubber sheets. Guess what? Its next! You like tongues, here you go. I like whipped cream on hair pie! And I am one to complete a task. I will not stop until I have you at your wits end. But not to Cum, not yet. Now for something to cool you down, a nice cool wet washcloth to clean up anything that might still be a little sticky. I have to get you ready for the crescendo of this position and the final stimulus intended to bring you to the biggest orgasm anyone could possibly experience and still survive. Your engine of pleasure - the vibrator. Every inch of your body will be stimulated with this device, but your crotch will be last. And when it does get there your clitoris will be tingled like never before. And now, for the coup de Gras... the vibrator begins its slow and methodical thrust in and out of you, buzzing madly. In and out. Your already heavy breathing turns to painting, like some wild animal. You scream, your body convulses. Waves and waves of pleasure wracking your body. Your are now having an orgasm you will remember forever. I untie you. I unlace the helmet and take it off. I hold you in my arms, hugging you until you regain your composure. You smile. Leather... thick and black, with heavy chrome buckles. It is now encircling itself around your wrists and ankles. You are impressed with them. They look heavy enough to restrain The Hulk. Around your waist I buckle a two inch wide leather belt. On your neck I place a heavy dog collar, buckling it in the back | Now it is time for you to kneel on the bed. A single padlock secures both wrists and the neck collar behind your head. Your breasts feel like they are sticking out a mile. A narrow leather strap goes from each ankle to the waist belt. As I tighten each strap it causes your knees to spread apart slightly. I bring out two more leather belts. These belts have many holes punched in them as part of the design of the belt. One of these I strap under your breasts, the other over. I buckle them in the back. Using two leather laces, I start lacing the two belts together at the sides. With two more laces, I start in the middle between your breasts lacing the belts tighter. I tighten each lace squeezing your breasts in leather. Your nipples are as hard a pencil erasers. To add to the incredible level of stimulation I have yet another toy for you. On each end of a short chain are adjustable nipple clamps. You squeal when you first see them, but to no avail. My objective is stimulation, not pain. Granted, there is a fine line between the two but this is where the intensity of these comes from. There is an adjustment screw on each. I turn the screw for just the right reaction. Slowly and with great anticipation. I will now turn my fondling fingers loose on you. Caressing every inch of your skin. I pay particular attention to your thighs and your pussy. Lets see if I can bring you to orgasm with my manual dexterity. Perhaps thrusting into you with two fingers, plunging and probing until your body shakes and quivers with orgasm. You survey your situation, naked and bound with lots of leather - how wonderful. I remove the restraints from you slowly.Now for something somewhat less taxing on your body, but no less restricting. I produce three 100 foot coils of soft cotton rope. |