1. New Life


    Date: 9/28/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    second. I heard Rhonda saying, &#034There we'll give her a few more minutes and then finish lacing her down!&#034 How could they possibly lace me any tighter than I already was? As I hung there struggling to breathe they left the room and returned a few minutes later with coffee. It struck me so strange that such immense changes were occurring for me and I was struggling to even get enough air to survive while they were calmly having a cup of coffee. By the time they had finished their coffee my discomfort (such an understatement) had decreased a little. I was able to get a little more air into my lungs and the tightness of my corset didn't seem to be entirely unbearable anymore. Rhonda reached over to the switch on the wall that controlled the hoist and any hopes I had of relief were dashed when her finger pressed the top or up button. The lacing bar lifted me even higher and when the chains connecting my ankles to the floor became taut it began stretching me even more. I thought my arms were going to be ripped from my shoulders before she finally released the button. Now I knew what a medieval torture rack felt like. I could see the reason for the stretching though. My corset did not feel as tight as it had just seconds earlier. She and Mistress went to my sides, untied my side laces and began working on them again. They worked swiftly and the crushing tightness I had known minutes before returned and was surpassed. This was truly unbearable and they were still ...
    tightening the laces. I felt as if my ribs would be crushed and it was truly cutting me in half. Breathing was out of the question and I was screaming for Mistress to release me. Of course with the gag in my mouth and very little air entering or leaving my lungs all that could be heard were some very soft mumbles from within my leather helmet. A veil of darkness floated down over me as I lost consciousness. My earlier question about smelling salts was answered as their sharp aroma brought me back to consciousness. They were finished lacing me and the laces were tied off as they stood back admiring their work. My eyes went to the mirror and I was shocked. I had been beautiful before but now I was stunning. My waist was even smaller and below my waist my body swelled and flowed smoothly into perfectly shaped hips. My hips flowed smoothly into my thighs and my legs looked really good. The only thing marring the picture was the urine bag strapped to my right thigh. Rhonda went over to the switch and pressed the lower button. I began to drop down and once my feet were back on the floor my body tried to settle back to its original pre- stretched length. I settled into my corset a little but there was really no place in there for me to go. It was as if the laces were being tightened even more and the dark veil settled over me once more. This time they allowed me to regain consciousness without the smelling salts and I slowly became aware of my surroundings and the corset so intimately ...
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