1. New Life


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

    long distance both end and out. Mistress and Helen watched it for a minute or so, nodded to each other and then Mistress switched it off. They both turned and looked at me, it was almost time for me to experience something I had dreamed of since c***dhood. She went over and removed the traction harness from the one hoist. She took it to what I would later come to know as the accessory closet. She put it in a drawer and removed a steel bar of some kind from another drawer. She returned to the hoist and attached the center of the bar to the cable coming from the hoist. Then she moved the hoist along the track until it was directly over me. She retrieved two heavy webbing straps with steel rings on the ends that were hanging down by the sides of my chair. She hooked them over the ends of the steel bar and then began releasing the straps that held me in the chair. After all the straps were released she unlocked the bar across my shins and swung it to the side of the chair. She began raising the hoist and as the webbing straps became tight I felt first pressure on my buttocks, thighs and back and then was lifted from the chair. In just a few seconds I was hanging from the hoist and could see I was suspended in a sling made up of two pieces of heavy mesh fabric, one supporting my buttocks and thighs and the other my back. The sling must have already been positioned on the seat of the chair when Mistress placed me there. In spite of my completely paralyzed condition I felt quite ...
    secure in the sling. It supported me well and wrapped tightly around my sides. Mistress raised me a little higher and began pushing me toward the Iron Lung. The hoist slid along the track and soon I was hanging directly over the Iron Lung's cot. Mistress swung me so my body was in line with the cot and lowered me until my feet were on the cot and my buttocks just a few inches above it. She seemed to be studying my position and her planning in the positioning of the Iron Lung must have been perfect because she seemed satisfied and lowered me down onto the cot. As my weight was taken on my buttocks the back portion of the sling lowered my back and had onto the cot. In seconds I was lying on the cot and Mistress disconnected the straps from the bar on the hoist and raised the bar up to the ceilings. She straightened my legs out and she and Helen began raising the L-shaped brackets they had swung down out of the way earlier. Each bracket clicked and locked in its upright position and they buckled the straps on each around my arms and legs, one strap around each ankle, thigh, wrist and upper arm. When they were finished strapping me to the cot Mistress produced something else. I noticed she was holding what looked like to clear plastic breast forms. They looked to be quite a bit smaller than my new forms. Smaller in depth but would cover about the same area on my chest. They were made of heavy plastic and were hollow. The edges were covered by soft black rubber seals. At the top of ...
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