1. New Life


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

    imprisoning my body. It seemed a little less unbearable now and I was moving some air. Mistress and Rhonda were over by the desk and Rhonda was showing her a belt of some kind. There was no doubt in my mind whose belt it was. It was made of shiny polished steel and about three inches wide. It was slightly concave from the outside and was obviously designed to go around my waist. They turned and were walking over toward me as Rhonda continued talking to Mistress, &#034I am amazed that we got a full six inch reduction and this will guarantee that she doesn't do anything to undo it. It not only covers the knots but we'll slip it through the loops so there is no way to knots can ever be untied&#034, I could see that at the open side of the belt one end had a piece sticking up with a hole in it and the other end had a whole role of slots about the size of the piece that stuck up. Rhonda put the belt around me with the opening in the back, putting it through the loops of the knots that held my laces closed. She then took what looked like a large c- clamp and hooked it to each end of the belt. She was talking to Mistress as she worked, &#034It has to be quite snug so it can't be slipped from over the knots. The installation tool here makes sure you can get it tight enough. You hook one end over the lock tab and the other through the slot furthest from the end of the belt and when you turn the handle it draws the ends of the belt together and then overlapping so it can be locked. ...
    Then just slip the closest slot over the tab and click the lock in place.&#034 I watched her turn the handle and felt the belt tighten around my waist adding even more pressure to me. And I watched her slip a padlock through the whole in the tab and click it closed. That one little padlock seemed to represent the enormity of what I had agreed to let Mistress do to me and my helplessness to control any aspect of my life anymore. I wasn't sorry, I was actually looking forward to it but I did now realize what it really meant. Rhonda knelt down and unstrapped the cuffs from my ankles. Then she went over to the wall and pressed the button to lower the lacing bar all the way down. I didn't know if I could stand without support but although I swayed a little I managed to stay on my feet. Rhonda came back and unstrapped my wrists and led me over to the desk. She gave me her arm to lean on and I needed it. Walking was difficult. My thighs were held so tightly together by my corset that I could only take short steps and my whole sense of balance was altered. The weight of my breasts pulled me forward and the rigidity of the corset prevented me from making any of the small movements we normally used to balance ourselves. The pressure of the corset squeezing my hips and thighs made the plug in me feel enormous. We made it to the desk and I leaned against it as I tried to catch my breath. Mistress took my hands in hers and said, &#034You did very well Charli and I'm proud of you. Charli is ...
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