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The Torture Table Story

Because of the blindfold I cannot see what is happening, but I can feel it, and I have experienced it before. I have also seen my friends Ella and Pam have it done to them. Now I have to record it for Mistress.

We have a thing we call the table. It is made of wood and Mistress's husband made it the way she said and it has been added to quite a few times. It has a metal stand which can turn and pivot, so you can be facing any direction and you can me tilted from flat to upright with your head up or your feet up. There is a main flat piece of padded wood where I am laying and other pieces of wood hinged to that for arms and legs. These can be moved and locked in any position so I can be with my arms by my sides or even right up above my head and my legs can be together or wide apart.

Mistress has helped me onto it because I can't see. All I have on are my panties and I guess I am probably flushed red. As I am speaking the strap is being fastened across my forehead which keeps me from turning my head or lifting it. The collar strap is already round my neck just tight enough so I can feel it without it cutting off my breath or anything. There are blocks of wood each side of my head near my ears and Mistress and Ella are fastening my sleeper earrings in my ears to the clips on there. Not needed really because I can't move my head anyway, but it feels good to be attached in as many places as possible.

The arms are being moved up above my head so my arms are like in a spread-eagle position now, and my palms are upwards. Oh God I love being taken like this. The wrist straps are going on now, so no escape even if I wanted to. Now my elbows. The straps are just above my elbows. It takes ages to be fully attached to the table, and I know by the end I will probably be gaga with excitement, so I guess I'll say sorry now Mistress if I get so I can't speak. I love this next bit.

Straps round the palms of my hands are on and my fingers get laced in next. When the Squire made the table he drew round Ella with a marker pen, then fitted screw eyes and drilled holes to fit. Luckily I am nearly the same size as Ella so it fits for me too. So anyway there are eyelets round my fingers and between them, and Mistress and Ella are threading a cord through so each finger is individually fastened down. I wonder how she has the patience but I am glad she does.

Now I guess I have been on here ten minutes. My arms and hands and head won't move at all in any direction and I know I am leaking down below. Just wish someone would kiss me. Thank you Mistress. I knew it was you Mistress because you kiss like my Mistress and not like bratty Ella.

Ow! Sorry.

Uh oh, here go my panties, slowly off. But no point in being embarrassed, because nothing I can do about it and anyway Mistress and Ells have seen me naked plenty of times. Oh yes, the block, I can feel it. It is a block which snaps in between my legs and holds a couple of vibros or dildos.

This was a fairly new addition. Someone is lubricating my bottom. I quite like the feeling when something is in there but I get a bit panicky when it's pushed in. Yes, Mistress I am ready. It helps if you cough just as it's pushed in. Oh God. (moans as it was pushed up me.)

Going in now, ah, yes oh god. Oh I hope there is one for my pussy too. Yes oh yes there is, sliding teasing so slow, so big, which one is it? Oh I feel so full both sides.

The waist strap is going on now, keeping me down to the table, pulling me in.

My legs are shaking like I'm cold but I'm not. I just can't keep them still and sounds like my voice is wobbly too. I want to push against the footrests, to get those maddening vibros to touch where I need to be touched, but they won't. Oh God yes Mistress more please yes, oh, please let me come please I need it oh godyessssssssss.

I didn't come. I wasn't allowed. I have to calm down now. She let me alone for a while and said to get my composure back. I am OK now Mistress wherever you are. Funny thing is that by this stage I am usually gagged so it feels weird being able to talk. I like to be gagged, Mistress says me and Ella are the two reasons gags were invented. I guess we do make a lot of noise sometimes.

There is something about a ball gag which makes me dizzy with excitement and I like to fight against it being put on and try to bite it off. I try to shake my head aside to avoid it, even though I really don't want it to stop. My ball gags have teeth marks on too where I fight. Mistress always wins of course. If she just said "keep still" I would, but I think she enjoys me fighting it too, don't you Mistress? Mistress has suggested that we have a "buy Sue a new ball gag day for my birthday in December" hint hint!

Uh oh, my right ankle is being strapped now. Touch me please Mistress, take away my ache for you. Please, pleeeeeease, pretty please. *sigh* Now my left ankle, no touching for Suzy. My feet are about a foot apart I guess, and I can't quite squeeze my thighs together enough to get anything from the vibro, which is switched off still anyway. My thighs now, both at the same time so Ella must be helping too. Hi Ella. Sorry Mistress. (She said to keep quiet apart from the tape.) Tight straps, the feeling, I love to tell about the feelings I am having but I am not good with words. I love this. I can't move at all. Anyone could do anything to me now and I can't do anything to stop it. Sometimes I dream there are lots of people seeing me and I would be so shy and blush so much but the feeling that I couldn't do anything about it is so powerful. I can talk today but I know that's only for the tape and I guess when that is finished I will be gagged. I hope so. No safe words for me. I know people will say that's stupid and we should have safe words but I trust her completely and whatever she decides to do to me is just OK by me, and anyway knowing I have no safe word is so exciting. They are doing my feet now, like they did my hands, one strap round and my toes laced. Not sure who is doing which one, but somebody has got cold hands. Oh God that has to be you Mistress - she just ran her hand right up my leg and made me shiver. Not quite far enough though Mistress, I can think of a good place to warm your hands. You have to be a sub to know how good this lacing feels, each toe held down individually. It's no use trying to pretend I am not desperate now, but I know it won't do me any good. Timing and rhythms and stuff are not mine to dictate. Whatever I do and when I do it is Mistress's. I keep thinking of Shelley and how she likes to have her orgasms held off by Mistress's command. Kama too I think. Mistress just said we could do with thumby here to try going face down on the table and get her bottom spanked. Champagne too because she is beginning to like that.

Just as well Mistress didn't think that half an hour ago huh? I know Mistress, you can try it on Ella later. Hehe. Oh god, she just pushed the leg pieces wide apart and fixed them. Am I blushing Mistress? I feel like I am. I have seen Ella in this position so I know how open I am, hopelessly exposed, but nothing I can do about it. I know Mistress and Ella can see the vibro and the plug in my bottom.

I am actually quite shy in real life, so it is incredibly unlike the public me to be like this. Or at elast it was before I became Mistress's property. Even those words excite me at the moment. I am your property, Mistress, you own me. Does that make you feel anything like as good as it makes me feel? Now it doesn't matter how shy I am or how embarrassed I get, because I agreed long ago she can do whatever she wants with me or to me.

Oh, seems I forgot something. I can hear the jangle of nip clamps. Weird things nipple clamps, designed for pain I guess but Mistress never screws them too tight, just enough to remind me my nipples are there and that she owns them. We have some two girl ones to and Ella and I get clamped nip-to-nip sometimes. Cool huh?

Now they have gone downstairs and I am all alone. She says I have to keep talking to the recorder, which feels kinda silly. I can never think of what to say. Shall I sing? Hehe. I know people get bored when they are alone and I suppose I do after a bit, but like all the rest of this I know that I have been left alone to demonstrate to me that I can't do anything about it. I mean I could be left here for hours or even days and I have to go with that, but I hope it isn't too long. This is worse than normal bondage. No, I mean better. With my hands and feet tied at least I can move a bit, and I do like to struggle because when I struggle and can't get free it excites me. But now I can't even move enough to struggle. Mistress keeps the room nice and warm so my muscles don't cramp. That only ever happened once when I got cold and it was horrible.

Maybe that's something I can talk about, how much I can move. Are you watching me and listening on the video camera Mistress? I wish I could wave, hehe. Oh God she is listening. I just got vibroed so she must have the remote control with her. Just a quick burst to let me know I am not quite alone. Agghhh another. Make me come Mistress please. Please? Hmmm, no more I guess. Please Mistress I don't want any more.... No that didn't work either. Teach me to have a psychologist for a Domme huh?

I was going to see what I can move. Well I can move my lips of course because I am speaking and I can wiggle my nose. How come noses always itch when you can't scratch them? I can't open my eyes because my blindfold is too tight. I can just about move my shoulders but only just. If I was a wrestler I'd be counted out. Now there's an idea Mistress, how do you fancy and nude wrestling match with me? I'd let you win of course as long as you hold me down for more than a count of three. Make it three million. I can wiggle my tummy a bit. And I can tense me arm and leg muscles a bit. Hey I can tense my pussy muscles like you taught me Mistress. Hehe. You haven't found a way to fix those down yet have you, my sexy Mistress? Hehe. Oh God the vibro is on again. Fast, how I like it. Am I allowed to come Mistress? You never said whether I can. Please tell me Mistress, cos I need...

Mistress... oh God, please, I love you, please please can't stop, I have to come, I'm coming for you Mistress Oh God yesssssssss.

(Breathless still) No wonder the French call it a little death Mistress. Don't know how long I was out of it. Are you still running, recorder, because I'll feel really stupid if I am talking to nobody. Are you here, Mistress? Ella? Thank you Mistress, was I allowed? Hmmm no answer, but someone is here. I can hear clothes being taken off I'm sure. Oh, hands on my thighs, vibro being slid out, feels cold and wet without it, empty too. Breath on my thighs. Oh yes. Can I take any more? Do I have any choice. Oh yes lick there Mistress please that feels so good. Oh god yes, yes yes yes.

Phew. Once good thing about being a subbie is that sometimes you don't have to do any work. Sometimes with my ex-boyfriend he would thrust in me for ages and I couldn't come. These days I get no choice. Sometimes I can't stop coming. Anyway he was a pig and I don't want to talk about him. Oh, I spoke too soon maybe. Blindfold off, hurting my eyes. Hiyas beautiful Mistress.

Where did all your clothes go huh? Oh I will have to say things like that more often then maybe I'll get a few more kisses like that one, even if it did taste of me. Even being kissed in this position is strange, there's nothing I can do to respond, not even move my face towards hers. Now my arms have been moved to my sides and the table has been tilted so my head is lower and my feet are up high. That means I know what is next. Not complaining, no Mistress, I would kiss your pussy all daylong if you would let me. I have to describe what is happening while I still can.

Mistress is standing by my head stark naked. Hey Mistress what are you doing upside down?

Hehe. Her bush is inches from my face, right over me now. Who are you teasing, my Mistress, you or me? Please can I suck your beautiful pussy Mistress? Please just use your willing property any way you want. I need to taste you Mistress, I want to be full of your juice. Drown me in them I don't care. Use me, Mistress, take your pleasure from your worthless girl.

Well I didn't drown. I am still talking but it isn't easy. Mistress pressed down on me and I licked at her till she came and now she has collapsed over me and her head is resting on my tummy and I can see all of her. Her legs are still around my head and it is some view believe me. Why are you giggling Mistress? She's gone all floppy and silly. Hey, that's cheating, she just gave my pussy a lick. Two can play at that game! Hehe.

She has gone now, sitting on the bed nearby. Are you happy, my Mistress? Uh, oh, she has given Ella a strap on. Is that for you or me, Mistress. Oh God, it's me. Hey that is cold. And very big. Oh God yes, Ella. Hard too. Hey Ells, you got very big tits for a man! Oh God, can I stop talking, Mistress, just for this?

Funny how clamps hurt more when they are taken off then when they are on. All gone now and they're tingling. Ella is good with nipples. So good, wish I could get my hands on her bratty tits. Well, I sort of do. I like to be helpless like I said but I like to grab and grope too. God I am a mess, I am rambling I guess. Kiss please Ells. I bet my voice is all jerky now.

Of course it isn't really Ella thrusting in and out of me. Well it is, but what I mean is it's only because Mistress told her to. I mean Ella isn't tied but she's just as much a captive as I am. Oh spoke too soon, Ella is now tied too. Mistress has tied her hands behind her and I think she is tying her feet. So now I am being fucked by a tied up fem sub, and I am looking into my Mistress's beautiful eyes. Why are you smiling, Mistress what did I do? I didn't did I? Did I really say the f-word? Sorry Mistress.

She says I can stop talking now because the tape is nearly out and anyway she wants my mouth again, and anyway she plans I should pass out. You are joking huh? Susan{Eye} whispers "Help" because she doesn't really want to be rescued at all. Bye.

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