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From the box ran a wire connected to a pole. The pole jutted up
from the floor, gleaming metal. It’s end, a dildo, was planted
deep in the girl’s cunt. It was thick and stretched the lips of
her pussy wide. It was shiny with her juices. If she slumped
forward, relaxing her pose, the weight would drop down onto the
box, completing an electrical circuit. When the circuit was
completed, the box would send a mild shock to the dildo – just a
few volts but enough to make the girl squirm from it’s fiery
bite. If the weight stayed on the box, the current would continue
for twenty seconds, stop for twenty seconds, then start again,
and so on, until the connection was broken.

So she had a choice, this girl in bondage. She could yank at the
strap, causing the clamps to bite at her nipples, or relax and
send the shock ripping into her cunt. When that happened, she
found that her writhings on the end of her perch set her pussy
aflame!

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She stood, balanced, though just barely. By force of will, the
naked girl tried to remain absolutely motionless. But to do that
was almost impossible. It was the point of her bondage, of
course.

She stood erect, her legs spread wide by a metal bar strapped
between her ankles forcing them apart. Her arms were pulled
behind her back, strapped together at the elbows and wrists
forcing her breasts forward.

Her long blonde hair cascaded down her bound arms all the way to
her slim waist. She was gagged, her mouth stuffed with a penis
gag and covered by a thick leather strap. Otherwise she was
completely nude.

That was the standard stuff, in and of itself arousing as it
silenced and commanded her naked body, offering her charms in
wanton invitation. But there was more tonight – much more!

On each of her erect nipples was a small spring-clamp. These
connected to a thin leather strap, which then connected together
in a heavier strap. This went up to the ceiling rafter and over a
pulley there. At the other end of this strap from her nipples,
dangling just a few feet in front of the girl, was a metal
weight. It rested no more than an inch above a box with a metal
plate on it’s top. In fact, if the girl weren’t leaning back and
away, her taut breasts pulling at the strap, the weight would
rest on the box. The girl arched herself backward, trembling,
struggling to keep the weight away from the box. She had good
reason to.

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In the morning Sue and Betty got up and decided to clean the
house before releasing Gwen from her bondage. But to let Gwen
know that they were still there they placed a set of nipple clamps
on Gwen’s lovely boobs. After lunch they carried Gwen down to the
basement and slowly removed the plaster from her face. As soon as
her face was free Gwen wanted to know if it was all over now.
Betty answered that it was for now. Soon they had Gwen free from
the plaster and cleaned up. To celebrate Gwen’s discovery about
herself. In the morning as Gwen went home she looked forward to
when she could return and have Sue and Betty.

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They quickly filled the bag that was in Gwen’s butt with red
wine. As they were filling her, they could hear Gwen moaning in
her bondage. After they were finished and had the tube to her ass
sealed, they carried Gwen up to the living room. That night at
the party the guests complimented Sue and Gwen on the fine statue
that they had. Only some of them were told that there was a
person inside it. All thru the night Sue and Betty sneeked
chances to fondle Gwen’s breasts. And at midnight they uncorked
Gwen’s ass for a midnight toast and the party ended. Sue and
Betty were too tired to release Gwen so they left her untill the
morning standing in the middle of the living room.

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Betty at the same time was wrapping bandages around Gwen’s
feet and legs. Soon all of Gwen was thickly covered in plaster
except for Gwens breasts and cunt. Sue had done a wonderful job
of putting the plaster on Gwens face. Gwen could breath and her
facial features looked great in the plaster. Betty got this
wicked look on her face and shoved a battery powered dildo into
Gwens cunt and then sealed it in with the plaster. Both girls
worked carefully on Gwen and soon the plaster was smooth and full
of detail the only thing that looked odd was where Gwen’s breasts
jutted out from the plaster since they were bare flesh. This they
corrected with white paint. They wanted to play with those
breasts.

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Gwen was going to be the centerpiece at tonights party. They
were going to make a statue out of her and she would contain the
drink for the ending toast of the party.

Sue tightly laced the rubber corset on Gwen to give her an
even slimmer waist and to hide her breathing. Betty carefully
forced an empty enema bag into Gwen’s butt, when Gwen was
completely bound they would fill the bag with wine for the last
toast of the party. Then they were ready to begin. They rubbed
oil all over Gwen’s body and into her hair. Sue then brought out
a case of plaster bandages and a bucket. Gwen held her arms out
in the pose that they wanted as they began to wrap the wet
bandages around her neck and sholders. They were very careful not
to put any on Gwen’s full breasts. Then Sue began to work plaster
into Gwen’s hair so that she could sculpt her hair as she wanted
it to look.

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Gwen spent the rest of the day lightly bound and walking
around the house all that she was allowed to wear in addition to
her bonds was a tight rubber corset. Betty and Sue told her that
she would have to get acustomed to it before the ‘FINAL BONDAGE’
tomorrow. That night Sue and Betty tied Gwen upright to a pole in
the basement and told her that she would have to spend the night
that way. That night Sue and Betty worked to keep Gwen aroused
and in ecstasy. Gwen came many times that night before being left
standing to try to sleep. In the morning Betty and Sue came in
and awakened Gwen. Gwen was theirs now. She was their SLAVE.

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Slowly Betty pushed on the vibrator. She felt Gwen tense up
“Gwen my pretty, if you do not relax this is going to be very
painful and I assure you that it is going in.” Gwen knew what
Betty said was true, she would push it in no matter what she did
and she tried to relax. Soon (even though Gwen would disagree) it
was deep inside her. Betty then got up and got a set of BEN WA
balls and reaching under Gwen pushed them deep into Gwen’s pussy.
“If these or the vibrator come out, I am going to whip you.” Gwen
tried her best, she did not want to be whipped. Betty then got a
pair of rubber panties out of the dresser drawer. “You are going
to wear these to keep everything in place”.

Betty untied Gwen’s legs and then proceeded to put the rubber
panties on Gwen. They were extremely tight and they were
sculptered. They fit Gwen just like a second skin. The vibrator
was now beginning to excite Gwen and she was shocked. Could it
be. She was beginning to enjoy this!!. Betty now lashed Gwen’s
wrists to her thighs and then tied her elbows together before
helping her to sit up. Then Gwen got excited; Sue was back. Oh,
now she would get free. “Gwen, I promissed you a weekend that you
would not forget. I see that Betty has begun.” No, not Sue! This
entire weekend was her idea. What was in there mind now? Betty
and Sue lead Gewn downstairs to the basement where they said the
fun would begin.

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Sue quickly wrapped a loop of rope around Gwen’s wrists and
made the knot tight. Gwen was shocked. As she opened her mouth
to complain she found a pair of her own panties being shoved into
her mouth. Sue quickly used a silk stocking to knot it in place.
Soon Gwen found her knees and ankles tied tightly together. “Well
my pretty” said Betty, “lets see how flexable you are” and quickly
began to tie Gwen’s elbow’s together. She had to pull and tug but
finally succeeded. Then pulling the rope tight tied Gwen’s wrists
and ankles together. “Well that should keep you until morning”
Sue said as she turned out the light. Gwen wondered what would
happen now. Oh, when was Sue due back?

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I tug until I almost feel the plug coming out. In my throes of orgasm,
as I hang impaled by pleasure, the clamp still tweezers on the very
tip, the most sensitive point. The flash-flood of pleasure receedes,
and as I come down from heaven, the clip slides until its rubber-coated
jaws cling to one single hair. This sends me almost up again.
Instead, I bow outwards, waiting. The sudden motion dislodges the
clip. I do not hear anything, except the booming rush of my blood as I
come again.

I awake looking into my owner’s rich, loving eyes. I passed out mere
seconds after my explosion, spent and hanging lax. I was gently laid
down, all the ropes and restraints removed, the mask, the gag and the
tape lying in a ball by my bed, and my partner, no longer my owner,
gingerly massaging color and warmth into my arms.

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He manhandled her over to her standing bondage rack and
strapped her up to it. For a moment, he admired her exquisite shape.
Although she certainly didn’t have the body of a Cosmo cover girl, the
shiny black latex covering her body made her, in Mr. Dodds eyes, the
ideal woman. Each curve of her body, the long, muscular legs, her
ample hips, was made silky-smooth by the wonderful material. If she
didn’t have the more classic beach beauty figure that Flora sported, it
was of no matter, he preferred his women to look like WOMEN, not
girls.

The additions to the suit gave her a sexier, postmodern look. The
huge, rounded cones of her breasts jutting straight out, and the
mounded cleft between her legs, emphasized her female shape to the
point of caricature. She might be a modern store-window mannequin,
Dodds thought, but one that few window dressers would dare display.

With a sigh, he returned to his work. He got out a large tin of latex
glue and carefully painted-in Mandy’s outline upon the slab. While it
dried, he examined a set of hoses and fittings attached to the
equipment in the corner, handling them lovingly.

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Above all was it safe? Should I take some precautions such as phoning from
a public call box.

In the end of course the call was made. I phoned at 5pm precisely. The precision
of the icon which I had watched was such that it was clear that strict
accordance with instructions was appreciated.

I made the call from the livingroom, I live alone so there was no problem about
being disturbed. A womans voice answered (the old woman or the young girl?).
“Hello, who is calling?”.
“I saw you in the park”, I replied.
“I was not in the park today, I am merely the operator, please describe
the emblem card you were given”
“It is of a skirt raised to reveal a pair of buttocks”
“You were expected, for our purposes your name will be Zagreus, what is
it that you require?”

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“I am Jim Fredericks, a private investigator with a practice divided
between Mexico and Houston. I met Miss Ryan on the plane. Is Miss Ryan being
detained, or is she under arrest?”
“That is to be determined,” said the Colonel. “Miss Ryan, what can you
tell me of your trip to Mexico?”
“I went to Mexico on business. I was to meet a man there and spend the
weekend there with him working. I am a secretary.”
“So, he imported a secretary all the way from the United States? You must
be very skilled indeed. Tell me, what else did he have you do? Are you a
prostitute? Let me assure you that if you are, it is no concern of mine, and
that matter is not at all in my jurisdiction. We are concerned about something
else entirely, something far more serious. I suggest that you tell me the
absolute truth about this matter.”
“I am not a prostitute!” said Stacy, very upset with the accusation.
Jim broke in. “Officer, I sense that there is some reason that you are
questioning my friend that goes beyond import violations. She has no luggage,
and she is carrying no contraband. It is certainly not illegal to go to Mexico
and her papers are in order. Why are you questioning her?” Continue reading Investigator Hardcore

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The phone rang at her desk. She answered it. He whispered to her to meet
him on the corner in five minutes. Don’t wear any underwear or else. She
dashed into the ladies room, rapidly divesting herself of her bra, panties and
stockings. She was grateful that she’d worn that long, silky dress that
buttoned up the front today. Otherwise she never could have undressed so
quickly. Then, she would have been in big trouble. She rushed outside,
praying that she was there before him. The last time she was late, he made her
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