Chapter 19 – Just Hanging Around!
Beth and I were both working on Dawn dressed in clinging black leather cat suits and high-heeled boots. We were uncertain whether the idea we had for the girl was practical or, in fact, even possible but time would tell. A ball gag and head harness had kept our subject quiet as we laced each arm into tight gloves and then heavy cone shaped leather mitts with a ring at the fingertips. The mitts had additional straps at the wrist and elbow. She was positioned on the playroom floor with the finger rings snapped to floor hooks on either side of her thighs
Before her morning shower we had cleaned her out with a couple of enemas but, for once, there were no inserts in her – yet. Except for the arm covering and gag she was naked and we were now hard at work fitting her legs in thigh high ballet boots and pulling on the laces until the leather was wrinkle free along its entire length. Finishing that job we pulled her legs wide apart, tied her ankles to a couple more floor rings, then went to work on her breasts.
While Beth knelt behind her holding Dawn’s shoulders I looped a thin cord around her right nipple and pulled on it to stretch the breast out until I could install a rubber covered clamp that locked on the first 3” of her tit. The left one received the same treatment and then we attached a thin strap to the clamps and ran it under her arms where Beth pulled it tight, buckling it between Dawn’s shoulder blades. This pulled each breast sideways away from the center of her chest.
Now we wrapped a boned, leather corselet around her body and pulled on the laces until, from just above her navel to under her armpits, it encased her upper torso and squeezed her chest as flat as was possible given the size of her bust. I filled her vagina with a flexible dildo making sure the thin wire from it was clear. We released the hooks holding her fingertips and pushed forwards on her shoulders until we could each drag one of her arms under her knees and pull them as wide as they would go straight out from her shoulders. We clipped them back to floor rings.
Now came the interesting part. I untied her right ankle and pulled up on the leg. Beth copied my actions with the left leg. We slowly pulled back and up until her ankles were behind, and above, her head. We crossed them and tied them tightly. In a similar fashion we released her wrists and pulled the arms around her upper thighs until we could connect the finger rings together behind her back with some cord.
The crossed ankles were reinforced with a heavy-duty strap that had a steel ring riveted to it. We snapped a hook from the ceiling pulley through the ring and up she went. As Dawn’s ankles took the weight of her body Beth took up the slack in the mitt cord as it occurred.
When her ass was about level with our waists we each took a side and lifted her about 6” then let her drop. We did this two or three more times and every time we did her body folded a little more until eventually the back of her knees popped under her armpits. We crossed her wrists and tied them properly.
With her head and shoulders sticking out between her knees we could easily work on her head. The ball gag came out and then in short order we had her mouth packed, taped and sealed under a heavy duty leather discipline helmet. The helmet had strong rings embedded in the crown and the gag strap, which Beth tightened until it squeaked, had a flat metal bracket over the center of Dawn’s mouth.
I stretched a spring from the ankle ring to one of the rings in the crown of the helmet and then used the bracket on the gag strap to attach a large butt plug. Beth lubricated the plug and we pushed down on the back of Dawn’s head until it was partially buried in her rosebud. While Beth held her head in that position I ran a strong cord from the other ring in the crown of the helmet to the arm of a flywheel bolted to the floor just in front of the hanging girl.
We plugged in the cord from the dildo and then turned on the electric motor governing the flywheel. It took only two revolutions to get the speed right. As the cord tightened the butt plug moved further into Dawn’s rear end. Then as it revolved and the pressure eased the spring pulled her head back until the plug was almost out. Almost, but not quite!
Beth went and poured us each a stiff drink and we settled on the chesterfield to watch as Dawn, once a minute, screwed herself in –
THE END
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