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“There,” she said with some satisfaction, and gave it a sharp slap. Some tugged gently on the nipple clamps. First they took some time with some lotion to peel the fabric off his buttocks. Another woman joined Rosalind, bringing with her two small stools. When he was spent he sank to the floor, still with his arms clasped behind him. Next she instructed him to place his feet outside of two pairs of small blocks fastened to the floor just inside the posts. He stood straight swollen halfway to an erection, and let his hands hang loose at his sides,
The woman, whose name was Rosalind, came up to him and placed her hands on his arms. Face the room and grasp the handles.” There were two posts, a couple of feet taller than he was, fastened to the floor, with shaped wooden pegs, like straight coat hooks, protruding from near the top. Some smirked. You’re going to come. Each initial touch of their fingers was as thrilling as the pain that followed. Small clamps were similarly fastened to the edges of his navel, causing the same sort of pain/pleasure sensation as the nipple clamps.
