1. New Life


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

    draw more air in than the respirator supplied. I was still firmly strapped in my chair but I could move against the straps and feel the pressure on my body change. It was a welcome change. A few minutes later a woman came into the room and introduced herself to Mistress as Joanne. She didn't waste any time with preliminaries. She went behind my chair and guided it into the middle of the framework. Once I was in position in the framework she pulled a black rubber hood over my head. It covered my entire head but left my face exposed. Then she strapped a rubber harness to my head. It came under my chin and around my head and grasped it tightly at the base of my skull in the back. She attached it to the cable from the electrical hoist overhead. She released my left arm from my chair and put my hand and wrist into what looked like a rubber mitten. My thumb was separate with my fingers held tightly together and it had a cuff that strapped tightly around my wrist and several straps that hung from the finger end of the mitten. The mitten has a rigid plate in the finger part and it held my fingers in a curved, grasping position. She lowered another cable from the top of the framework and it had a long bar attached to it. She took my hand and placed it over the bar, wrapping my hand in its mitten around the bar. She secured it there with the straps at the end of the mitten. My right hand soon received the same treatment and as soon as it was secured to the bar she activated the ...
    hoist and lifted my hands far above my head. She also tightened the cable attached to the harness holding my head. She kneeled down in front of me and secured cuffs tightly to each of my ankles. I couldn't see what she was doing but I assumed they were attached to the floor. She removed the shell of my cuirass and then released the straps holding me into my chair and immediately activated the hoists above me. I was lifted by my arms and head into a standing position and my assumption that the cuffs around my ankles were attached to the floor was confirmed as I felt then come tight as I was vertically stretched. She turned to Mistress and said, &#034We'll give her a little while to stretch and adjust to the traction before we undress her and lace her into her corset. Then we can secure her for the casting procedure. Shall we get a cup of coffee?&#034 They left me hanging there as they went to get their coffee. I couldn't imagine what she meant by &#034secure me&#034. I certainly couldn't be secured more completely than I already was, or so I thought. There was a mirror on the wall directly in front of me and I got my first look at how I looked with makeup. The harness strapped around my head detracted a little from the effect but I liked what I saw. I saw myself as a woman, just as I had dreamed for most of my life. I was a woman and I was not only in bondage but soon I would be encased in braces. Every dream I had ever had was coming true and then some. Feminine domination and ...