One day, O's lover took her for a walk to a park in the city that she had never been to, where they took a short walk and then sat side by side on the lawn.
At this time, they saw a car parked at the intersection in a corner of the park. Taxis are never stopped here, but there is a meter on the car, like a taxi. He said: Go up, she gets into the car
It was autumn, and it was getting late. She was wearing the same clothes as usual: high heels, suits with folding skirts, silk underwear, no hat, but long gloves, a small leather bag in her hand, an ID card, a pink box and lipstick inside.
The car started slowly, and he didn't speak to the driver, but just put down the curtains on both sides and the rear of the car windows. She thought he wanted to kiss her or wanted her caress, so she took off her gloves, but he said: Your leather bag is in the way, give it to me! She gave him the leather bag
He put the bag on the side she couldn't get, and said: You're wearing too much, untie the garter belt and take the stockings to your legs
At this time, the car accelerated, and she was not very convenient to move, and she was afraid that the driver would turn her head, but she still untied the garter. When the hem of the silk underwear touched her naked legs, she felt a little shy. The garter swayed inside her clothes, and he said: Take off the garter and panties
It's easy, go down from behind and raise your body a little
He took the garter and underwear over, opened the bag and put it in, and said: Don't sit on the skirt, lift the skirt and sit directly in the seat
The seat is artificial leather, slippery and cool, and it feels strange to stick to the thighs
Then he said: Put on your gloves
The taxi was driving very fast, and she didn't dare to ask why René was sitting there without saying a word, and could not guess what all this was conscious of him--it made her move, silently reveal some parts of her body, and then put on gloves tightly, sitting in a black car that she didn't know where to go.
He didn't tell her what she could do or what she couldn't do, but she didn't dare to spread her legs apart, nor did she dare to completely combine her legs together
She pressed her gloved hands on both sides of the seat
He suddenly said: Arrived
The taxi parked on a cute little street, parked under a tree
The street is lined with sycamore trees, and there is a small building between the garden and the courtyard. This is a common private residence in the Saint-Germain area.
Street lights are far away, the car is very dark, it is raining outside
René said: Don't move, sit well
His hands touched the collar of her shirt, unbuttoned the bow tie, unbuttoned the shirt
She leaned forward gently, thinking he wanted to touch her breasts
No, he just cut off the strap of her bra (with a pencil sharpener), pulled it out, and then pressed the button
Now under her shirt, her breasts were exposed, like other parts of her body, from the waist to the knees, nothing was attached to her waist like other parts of her body
He said: Listen, now you are ready to go out and ring the doorbell, go in with the person who opens the door, do whatever you want. If you don't go in, they will pull you in. If you don't obey, will they force you to obey your bag? You don't need your bag anymore. You are just the woman I sent. Of course, I will come again. Go now
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There is a simpler way to start the story: a young woman, dressed as mentioned before, sitting in the car of a friend she didn't know, with her lover, as she said.
The stranger drove the car, and the lover sat next to the woman, and the stranger told the young woman that her lover was entrusted with great responsibility, that was to prepare her, specifically, he would tie her hands behind her back, untie her stockings and take it off, remove the garters, panties and bras, and blindfold them
She will be sent to a castle where she should learn the courses she should have
In fact, as soon as she was taken off and tied up, they helped her get out of the car (the car had been driving for at least half an hour), led her a while, through several doors, and then removed her eye mask.
At this time, she found herself standing in a dark room, no one paid attention to her for half an hour, or maybe one or two hours, looking like endless
Later the door finally opened and the lights were on. The room she was in was an old-style, comfortable, but a little weird: the floor was covered with thick carpets, but there was no furniture, and the four walls were filled with closets.
The door opened were two women, two young and beautiful women, wearing the beautiful outfit of an eighteenth century maid: a long skirt made of light soft clothing, with ankle length: a corset, a lace collar buckle that decorates the front chest to make the chest line stand out; a wrinkled lace on the neck, and the sleeves are longer than the elbows
Both of them were dizzy and lipstick, and they both wore collars that cling to their necks and bracelets that cling to their wrists.
As far as I know, at this moment, they unbuttoned O's hands tied behind her and prepared to take a bath and put on makeup for her.
They helped her take off her last piece of clothing and put it neatly in a closet
They don't let her take a shower on their own, and do her hair like a beautician does.
They asked her to sit on a big barber chair, which was flat when she was shampooing and then shaken when she was blown dry
In general, it only takes an hour to do these things, and it took them more than an hour to complete them all
O was sitting naked on the chair. They neither allowed her to cross her legs nor allowed her to put her legs together.
In front of her was a mirror, covering a whole wall from the ceiling to the floor, with no frame in the middle. Whenever she looked at the mirror, she could see her uncovered body
She was finally treated with a touch--the eyes were light, her lips were bright red, her armpits and vagina were sprinkled with perfume, her legs, breasts and palms were sprinkled with perfume, and she was taken to a room with mirrors on three sides, and there was also a mirror behind her that allowed her to carefully observe herself
She obeyed the order and sat down and waited on a low stool between the mirrors
The stool was covered with black animal skin, and she felt a little bit stubborn. The carpet was black and the wall was red. She was wearing red slippers.
A large floor-to-ceiling window opens on one wall of the small room, outside it is a cute and dim garden
The rain has stopped, the branches sway in the breeze, and the moon travels in the clouds
I don't know how long she has been in this red bedroom, I don't know if she is really alone in the room as she imagined, or someone is quietly observing her through the hidden holes on the wall
When the two women came back, one held the tailor's tape ruler and the other carried a basket
A man walked in with them, wearing a purple wide-shouldered lantern-sleeved robe
When he walked in, the hem of the robe opened slightly, revealing his unique outfit: it covered his thighs and calves, but exposed his genitals
As he stepped, O first saw the organ, and then the whip made of a bunch of thin strips on his belt
The man wore a black mask and shiny gloves, and even his eyes covered the black gauze.
He used the familiar word You to her, he told her not to move, and ordered the two women to speed up
The woman holding the tape ruler measured O's neck and wrists. Her size was no different from that of ordinary people, so she easily found the right collar and bracelet in the basket held by another woman.
The collar and bracelet are made of multiple layers of leather, each layer is quite thin, and the addition is only thin in the pinky finger.
The hook and loop on the top will automatically lock it when it is buckled, and it can only be opened with a very small key.
A metal ring is embedded on the side of the collar facing the lock, which can be used to connect the iron chain. Once the collar and bracelet are fastened to the neck and wrist (will never cause any pain due to excessive tightness) it is impossible to slide out the locked part.
After two women fastened the collars and bracelets for her, the man told her to stand up
He sat where she had just sat, greeting her until she touched his knee
His glove-wearing hand reached between her legs and touched her breasts again
He told her that she would meet people just after eating alone that night
She was really having dinner alone, but she was still naked
In a small living room and room, an invisible hand brings dinner from the small window on the door
After dinner, the two women came to her side again
They put her hands behind her and locked the rings on the two bracelets together
Then they tied a red cloak to the ring of her collar and draped it on her shoulders
The cloak covered her entire body, but the cloak would open as she walked
Since her hands were locked behind her back, she couldn't close her cloak.
A woman leads the way, opens a door, and the other one follows behind and closes the doors one by one.
They walked through a vestibule, two living rooms, and then walked into the library
There were four men drinking coffee, all wearing the same robes as each man, but not wearing masks.
However, O did not have time to see their faces clearly, nor did he know whether her lover was in it (he was there), because one of them shone a lamp directly on her eyes, so that she could not see anything for a moment
Everyone sat motionlessly, the two women were on both sides of her, and the men looked at her intently
Then, the light went out, the two women left quietly, and O's eyes were covered again
They asked her to go forward--stop as she walked forward---until she felt herself walking to the fireplace where the four people sat around. She could feel the heat emitted from the fireplace, and in the silence, she could hear the quiet sound of burning wood breaking.
She stood with a furious face, with two hands opening her cloak, and the other two first checked her pair of bracelets that were locked together, and then touched her back straight to her hips, which were two ungloved hands.
Suddenly, two fingers were inserted into her two holes at the same time. She screamed and someone laughed. One of them said: Turn her body around and let us look at her breasts and lower body.
They turned her over, and the heat from the fireplace sprayed behind them
One hand held one of her breasts and one mouth pressed against the other
When they opened her legs and gently brushed her labia, she suddenly lost her balance and fell backwards (Whose arm caught her?) A man's hair gently rubbed against the inside of her thighs
She heard them say that she should kneel down, and they did so, and this posture made her uncomfortable, because the hands locked behind her forced her to lean forward, and they did not allow her to put her knees together, and they made her lean back a little, so she sat half on her heels, just like the usual position of the nuns kneeling.
Have you never tied her up?
No, never
Never whipped her?
No, and never whipped her actually... This is the voice of her lover
In fact, another voice follows, if you often tie her up and whip her often, she will start to like this, but this is not enough, you must also let her go beyond the state of happiness and reach the state of crying
They helped her stand up and prepared to untie her wrists, perhaps intending to tie her back to the pillars
At this moment, someone expressed his objection and said that he would be the first to possess her immediately, at this moment
So she knelt down again, the difference was that this time her upper body leaned down on a low stool, and her hands were still locked behind her back, and her hips were higher than her torso.
At this moment, one of the men hugged her buttocks with both hands, inserted them in, and then changed to the second person.
The third person tried to enter the narrower channel, and it was very hard that she couldn't help screaming, and finally they finally let her go
She sobbed softly, tears wet her eyes. She fell to the floor, feeling someone's knee against her cheek, and she found that even her mouth had not been let go
Finally they finally let her go, like a beautiful female prisoner, she leaned down in front of the fireplace, and from time to time she heard the sound of wine glasses being filled, the sound of men sipping, and the sound of chairs slashing the ground, and some people threw some firewood into the fire
Suddenly, her eye mask was unveiled, and she saw a large room with walls filled with bookshelf, which shone dimly under the reflection of a lonely lamp and fireplace fire.
Two men stood smoking, the other sat with a whip on their knees, and one leaned over to touch her breasts, he was her lover
All four people possessed her, and she could not recognize her lover from the four people
They explained to her that as long as she was still in the castle, she would repeat what she had just experienced: she would not see the faces of those who ravaged her and tortured her, and she would never know who the person who tortured the worst was.
But it will only take place during the day and not at night, and it will be the same when she is whipped, unless they intend to let her see that she is whipped, then they will remove her eye mask and they will wear masks so that she cannot recognize it.
Her lover helped her stand up, helped her put on her cloak, and then let her sit in an easy chair near the fireplace, listening to what they were going to tell her, seeing what they were going to let her see, but her hands were still locked
They showed her a whip, slender, dark, and very delicate, with thin bamboo wrapped in leather, the kind that was often displayed in the windows of high-level riding shops; a whip, where she saw the first man tied on the belt, long, tied into six leather strips; the third whip was woven from a bunch of ropes, hard texture, as if soaked in water, O found it was indeed soaked in water, because when they used it to touch her lower part and brushed her legs together, she felt the whip that was against her tender skin was hard and wet
In addition, buttons and chains are installed on a long table
In the middle of a wall, there is a beam supported by two pillars, one of which is embedded with an iron hook, which is exactly the height a man can reach on tiptoe
O's lover held her in his arms, putting one hand around her shoulders and the other hand between her groin, which seemed to be burning, so it was so unbearable.
At this moment, they told her that her hands would be untied, but only to be re-tied to the pillar, and then add a chain to the pair of bracelets.
They told her that her body could move besides her raised hands and could see how the whip was whipped: in principle, only her thighs and hips would be whipped, in other words, only between the waist and knees, which were the parts she had prepared in the car when she was brought here - the exposed parts she had sat in the car seat.
What is most likely to happen at the moment is: One of the four people will use a whip to leave some marks on her part, which will leave a cute long and deep mark that will not fade for a long time
She will have plenty of time to yell and struggle and cry while enduring the whip.
They will judge the effect of the whip marks based on her screams and tears, but the condition and color of the whip marks.
They explained that judging the effect of whipping is not only fair, but also makes it difficult for the inmate to deliberately exaggerate his or her level of pain to gain sympathy to make it difficult for him to try to achieve the effect of his or her attempts to deliberately exaggerate his or her level of pain to gain sympathy.
In addition, this method is more necessary outside the castle walls, such as in parks - this will be common - or in ordinary residential and hotel rooms
There is a mouth chord, except for the most violent moans, the mouth chord will block all screams, although it cannot limit the flow of tears.
They thought it was okay to do all this that night. They really hoped to hear her moaning painfully, the sooner the better.
O's concentration of patience and silence were unable to last long, and they even made her plead and beg them to let her go, even if it was only a second.
She struggled too hard to avoid the bite of the whip, so that her body almost completely turned around
The iron chain tied to her was very long. Although it was extremely strong, it was not tied very tightly. As a result, her abdomen and front of her thighs were covered with whip marks as they were behind her back.
Their determination was unshakable, and they simply tied a rope around her waist to make her body tighter against the pillar
The whipping started again, because her waist was tied so tightly, her body tilted slightly, and her hips looked even more protruding
From that moment on, the whip hit the target, except for a few whip intentionally landing on other parts
Since it was her lover who handed her to these people and put her into such a situation, O knew that begging him to be brutal only to get him from her the unquestionable evidence of his power and great joy
It was he who first pointed out that the whip should be used, because it would not leave any trace immediately (the water-soaked rope whip and horse whip would leave a whip mark immediately), so they could prolong the whip, or start or stop as they wished, and it was he who asked them to use only that whip
At this time, O's buttocks were tied to avoid the whip, which became more seductive, and one person felt very tempted - the reason why he liked women was only in the same place as men, he asked to suspend the whip in order to make good use of this
He used his hands to separate the two pieces of burning and hot body under his hands and inserted them in - not without difficulty - commented while doing that, the hole should be repaired more easily to get closer.
Everyone agreed and believed that this could and should be done
She staggered and almost fainted as they let go of the young woman, wrapped tightly in her red cloak
Before sending her back to her own room, they asked her to sit down in a chair near the fireplace, and briefly introduced to her the rules she should follow during her stay in the castle and after leaving the place (left does not mean regaining freedom)
Then they rang the bell, and the two women who had received her first came in, bringing the clothes she was going to wear during her stay and her logo - which allowed her to be recognized by the owners of the castle and those who would become her masters after she left the place.
Her outfit was similar to other women: a tight waist-length skirt was placed on a tight whale bone bra, a hard linen petticoat, with a low neckline that could hardly cover the breasts held by the corset, with only a lace net covering it, the petticoat was white, the lace was also white, the long skirt and bra were made of sea-green satin, and the color of the skirt contrasted her paleness when O was finished sitting on the chair next to the fireplace.
The two young women were quietly preparing to leave, and one of the four men reached out and grabbed her as one of them passed by, and greeted the other and asked her to wait.
She brought the woman who was stopped to O, turned her body, put one hand around her waist, and lifted her skirt with the other. He did this to show O the practicality of this clothing and the ingenuity of design.
He introduced that if you want to keep the skirt rolled up, you just need to tie it with a strap, so that everything under the skirt will be available at any time
In castles or in gardens, they often order girls to roll their skirts from the back or front to the waistline
They asked the young woman to teach O how to make her skirt: roll upwards and folds (like curly hair)
Then use that strap to tightly expose your abdomen directly in front or hips behind in the back
In both cases, the long skirt and the inner skirt will hang down like a small waterfall
Like O, the young woman's buttocks have fresh traces left by a whip
After explaining this, the girl left the room
Here are what they said to O: You come here to serve your masters: During the day, you have to complete the responsibilities assigned to you, such as sweeping the floor, organizing books, placing flowers and plants, or serving food, etc. There is nothing more complicated than this
But once someone calls you, you must immediately put down what you have to do and fulfill your only responsibility: dedicate yourself
Your hands do not belong to you, and your breasts do not belong to you, especially all the holes in your body, we can explore and enter at will.
You must always remember, or try your best to remember: you have lost all your privacy and hiding rights.
As a constant reminder of this fact, when they appear before you, you can never close your mouth completely, or hold your legs together, or hold your knees together (you may have noticed this, and you have been forbidden from doing this since the time of arrival)
This will not only be a constant reminder for you, but also for us. It reminds you that your mouth, abdomen and buttocks will always be open to us.
You must never touch your breasts in front of us, your bra holds them up to us, they belong to us
During the day, you have to wear neat clothes, and when anyone orders you to lift your skirt, you have to do it; anyone can use you in any way he likes, they will not wear masks, but with a regular item: a whip
The whip will only be used during the period of dusk and before dawn. In addition to receiving whipping from anyone who wants to whip you, you will also receive routine whipping at night as a punishment for the mistakes made during the day: for slow movements, for those who look up and say hello to you or ask for you - you must never look at the face of any of us.
Our night-wearing genitals - just like the one I wear now - are not for convenience, because even if not exposed, it is convenient, but for expressing our arrogance
Your eyes are looking at it without looking anywhere else, so you will understand that it is your master and your lips are its highest target
During the day, when we are dressed formally and you are dressed like this, the above rules apply, the difference is that when someone asks you, you have to open your clothes and close them after you finish
Also, at night, your lips are free, and it will be used for us - and your open legs - your hands will be locked, your whole body will be exposed as you were not long ago, your eyes will be covered when you are abused and whipped, and you have witnessed your whipped
By the way, by the way: when you gradually get used to whipping—will be whipped every day during your stay—it will be less for our happiness and more for your enlightenment, and this will be proved by the fact that on nights when no one wants you, you will wait for the arrival of the servants, whose mission is to go to your room in solitary confinement, and complete your part but we are not in the mood to give you
In fact, whipping and chains are not to cause you to suffer, shout and cry, but to make you realize through these sufferings: you are not free, but are in shackles.
It is to warn you: You are completely dominated by power outside of yourself
When you leave this place, you will wear an iron ring on your middle finger, which is your logo
By then you will learn to obey those who embrace the same mark
When they see this sign, they will know that no matter how elegant the clothes you are wearing or in what kind of public situation you are in, your skirt will always be naked, and this nude body is for them
Whoever finds you a little untamed, he will send you back here
Now you will be sent to your own room
When they spoke to O, the two women who had dressed for her were standing solemnly beside the pillar where she received the whipping, but never touched it, as if it scared them, and as if there was a prohibition on contact with it (probably the latter)
When the man finished speaking, they walked to O. O knew that she should stand up and follow them, so she stood up and held the skirt with her arms to avoid falling, because she was not used to wearing long skirts and wearing thick-soled high-heeled slippers with ribbons, and she still felt that it was not stable enough
She turned her head as she bent down, the women were waiting for her, the men no longer paid attention to her
Her lover sat on the floor, leaning on the stool she had been thrown on.
He was holding his knees and fiddling with the whip. When she stepped up to follow the two women, the hem of the skirt gently wiped him. He raised his head and smiled, called her name, and stood up.
He gently stroked her hair, gently touched her eyebrows with his fingertips, and then gently kissed her lips, in a very loud voice, he told her: He loves her
O was trembling, almost answered by herself. I loved you. She was shocked. She really loved him.
He pulled her toward him, muttering dear, sweetly, while constantly kissing her neck and cheeks
She let her head rest on his shoulder, on his purple robe covered by her shoulder
He once again told her extremely gentlely that he loved her and said to her softly: You kneel down, touch me, and kiss me. Then he pushed her away, and signaled the two women to stand aside and then leaned against the long table.
He was tall, the table was not too high, his long legs were wrapped in a purple robe, slightly bent, the open robe was tightened under his legs, the tabletop slightly lifted his heavy penis and the hair gently covered it.
Three other men surrounded him, O kneeled down on the carpet, her green skirt hugged her like petals, her bra squeezing her, her nipples slightly exposed breasts just at the height of her lover's knees
A little brighter, a man said
They adjusted the wall lights so that the lights directly hit his penis and her face, and her face almost touched the penis
Just as she caressed René from below, he suddenly ordered her: Say it again: I love you O repeat happily: I love you She dare not touch the head of his penis, it is still wrapped in a layer of soft skin
The three men smoked, commented on the movement of her mouth holding her penis up and down, commented on the erect penis choked on her throat, pressing her tongue to make her feel sick, tears flowing from her twisted face as the erect penis choked on her throat, pressing her tongue to make her feel sick.
This mouth, which was half blocked by those hard bodies, still murmured: I love you
The two women stood on both sides of René, one left and one right, and he put his arms around their shoulders. O could hear the comments from the people next to him, but she tried to hear the moans of her lover through their voices
She caressed him carefully and infinitely respectfully, in a way she knew she could make him happy
O feels that his mouth is so beautiful, because her lover puts him in, because he gives her publicly to caress, and because he gives her all the semen in it, she accepts it as if she accepts God.
She heard him scream and at the same time, she fell down, her face pressed against the floor, the two women helped her up, and this time they let her go
Slippers knocked on the red brick floor of the corridor, and the doors on the corridor were tight and clean, with small locks installed on the doors, just like rooms in a large hotel
O finally got the courage to ask: Are there people living in these rooms? Who are they?
One of her friends, O, hadn't heard her voice yet, said to her: You live in the red zone, your servant's name is Bill
What servant? O asked, surprised by the softness of the voice, and what is your name?
Anqi
My name is Jenny, another woman said
The servant is the one who is in charge of the keys, and the first woman goes on to say that his duty is to lock you up or untie you, or that you should be punished and no one else has time to whip you
Last year I was in the Red Zone, Jenny said that Bill was already there by then, he always came to the night servants had keys and had the right to use ours in their room
O wanted to ask what kind of person Bill was, but she didn't have time to ask, they took her a turn and stopped in front of a door that was no different from other doors. She saw a strong man sitting on a bench between the two doors, looking like a farmer.
His hair was shaved, his little black eyes were deeply trapped in his head, and the flesh on his neck was folded, and he dressed like a servant in a small opera: the lace of his shirt was exposed on the black vest, the red jacket commonly known as Spencer, the lower body was covered with black breeches, white socks and shiny leather shoes, his belt was also tied with a leather whip, his hands were covered with red hair
He took out the key from his vest pocket and opened the door, led the three women in, and said: I locked the door and you're done, ring the bell
The room is small, actually two
They are now staying in a living room, wearing a small room, and another door leads to the bathroom
There is a window on the wall opposite the door, and on the wall on the left, there is a large bed between the two doors and the windows. It is very short and covered with animal skins.
Angel pointed to the bed and told O that it was not actually a bed, but a mattress covered with black imitation skin material. The pillow was as hard and flat as a mattress, made of the same material.
There was nothing hanging on the wall, only a thick steel ring was shining with a shimmer. The height of the steel ring from the bed was the same as the height of the steel hook on the columns in the library from the floor. The steel ring was dragged a long chain, hanging all the way to the bed, and the other end of the chain had an arm-long edge on a padlock, just like a window curtain hanging on the window hook.
We have to give you a shower, Jenny said, I'll untie your skirt
The most eye-catching thing in the bathroom is a Turkish toilet, installed in the corner near the door, and every inch of the wall is covered with mirrors.
Jenny and Angel asked O to take off their clothes and walk in. They hung her skirt into the closet next to the bathtub, and the slippers and cloak were already placed inside.
When she squatted on the magnetic stage, she found herself surrounded by shadows in the mirror, as uncovered as if she had fallen into the arms of those people in the library
When Bill comes, use this posture, Jenny said, you will know then
Why?
When he comes to lock you with chains, he may ask you to squat down.
O feels that she is becoming pale, but why is that? She said
Because you have to, Jenny replied, your luck
Why?
Did your lover bring you here?
Yes O says
They'll be much more harsh on you
I don't understand……
You will understand soon. I'll ring the bell and call Bill. We'll come back tomorrow morning.
When Angel left, she smiled at her. Jenny stroked O's breasts and walked out with Angel.
O turned around and stood at the foot of the bed, she didn't wear anything except the leather collar and leather bracelet that became a little tight due to the water.
Look at the lovely lady, the servant came in and said, he grabbed her hands and clasped the hook from one bracelet to the other, and clasped her wrists together, and then locked both hooks on the ring of the collar, so that her hands should be raised to the height of her neck like prayer, and then he tied her to the chain hanging from the steel ring
He untied the hook of the chain and tightened the chain. At this time, he had to move to the head of the bed. He asked her to lie down. The chain made a rustling sound. Its length only allowed the young woman to move from one side of the bed to the other or stand on the head of the bed.
As the chain pulls the collar backwards and her hand pulls it forward, a balance is established
Her locked hands were placed beside her left shoulder, her head drooped slightly, the servant raised O's legs, moved them to her chest, and checked the gap between her legs, then covered her with a black quilt, and never touched her again, nor said a word.
He turned off the lamp placed between the two doors and walked out
O lie on the left side and doesn't move, feeling very hot in the two layers of fur
Alone in the darkness and silence, O tried to figure out why her horror was mixed with so much sweetness, or why her horror itself seemed so sweet
She realized that what bothered her the most was the fact that she was deprived of the right to use her hands, and she did not expect her hands to protect herself (did she really want to protect herself?), but if her hands were free, she could at least make gestures, and could try to block the organs that grabbed her hands and penetrated her body, so that her body could avoid the whip
Her hands were taken away, she could no longer touch her body, what a strange feeling when a person could no longer touch her knees or groin.
Between her legs, her labia were burning, perhaps because she knew they would be open to the first visitor: that servant Bill, if he wanted to enter
She was very surprised that the whip she had been left so indifferently and peacefully, and that she would never know who among the four men asked her out of her hips, and whether that was her lover, was very annoyed by the thought that she was very troubled by the thought of "Is it the one who was the one who had asked her out of her hips and whether that was her lover"
She rolled over and leaned on the bed, thinking: Although her lover loved the hole in her buttocks, she had never entered before tonight (if it was indeed him), and she hoped that it was him
Should she ask him?
Ah, no!
The hand that took her belt and trousers in the car, the hand that straightened her belt so that she could take her pantyhose to her knees.
The memory is so clear that she forgets that her hands are locked and the chain is ringed
But if the punishment she received was so thin in her memory, why would her heart hop up and close her eyes in horror when she thought of a whip, when she heard the word whip, when she saw it?
She couldn't stop and think about whether it was just panic, she was completely overwhelmed by panic: they would pull the chains to lift her out of the bed and whip her
Her belly was pressed against the wall, and they would whip her, whip her... These words kept churning in her mind
Bill will whip her, Jenny said he would
You're lucky, Jenny said repeatedly, they'll be much more harsh to you, what does that mean?
At this time, she felt that she could not feel anything except the collar, bracelet and chain. Her body was floating away and she fell asleep
At this time, they saw a car parked at the intersection in a corner of the park. Taxis are never stopped here, but there is a meter on the car, like a taxi. He said: Go up, she gets into the car
It was autumn, and it was getting late. She was wearing the same clothes as usual: high heels, suits with folding skirts, silk underwear, no hat, but long gloves, a small leather bag in her hand, an ID card, a pink box and lipstick inside.
The car started slowly, and he didn't speak to the driver, but just put down the curtains on both sides and the rear of the car windows. She thought he wanted to kiss her or wanted her caress, so she took off her gloves, but he said: Your leather bag is in the way, give it to me! She gave him the leather bag
He put the bag on the side she couldn't get, and said: You're wearing too much, untie the garter belt and take the stockings to your legs
At this time, the car accelerated, and she was not very convenient to move, and she was afraid that the driver would turn her head, but she still untied the garter. When the hem of the silk underwear touched her naked legs, she felt a little shy. The garter swayed inside her clothes, and he said: Take off the garter and panties
It's easy, go down from behind and raise your body a little
He took the garter and underwear over, opened the bag and put it in, and said: Don't sit on the skirt, lift the skirt and sit directly in the seat
The seat is artificial leather, slippery and cool, and it feels strange to stick to the thighs
Then he said: Put on your gloves
The taxi was driving very fast, and she didn't dare to ask why René was sitting there without saying a word, and could not guess what all this was conscious of him--it made her move, silently reveal some parts of her body, and then put on gloves tightly, sitting in a black car that she didn't know where to go.
He didn't tell her what she could do or what she couldn't do, but she didn't dare to spread her legs apart, nor did she dare to completely combine her legs together
She pressed her gloved hands on both sides of the seat
He suddenly said: Arrived
The taxi parked on a cute little street, parked under a tree
The street is lined with sycamore trees, and there is a small building between the garden and the courtyard. This is a common private residence in the Saint-Germain area.
Street lights are far away, the car is very dark, it is raining outside
René said: Don't move, sit well
His hands touched the collar of her shirt, unbuttoned the bow tie, unbuttoned the shirt
She leaned forward gently, thinking he wanted to touch her breasts
No, he just cut off the strap of her bra (with a pencil sharpener), pulled it out, and then pressed the button
Now under her shirt, her breasts were exposed, like other parts of her body, from the waist to the knees, nothing was attached to her waist like other parts of her body
He said: Listen, now you are ready to go out and ring the doorbell, go in with the person who opens the door, do whatever you want. If you don't go in, they will pull you in. If you don't obey, will they force you to obey your bag? You don't need your bag anymore. You are just the woman I sent. Of course, I will come again. Go now
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There is a simpler way to start the story: a young woman, dressed as mentioned before, sitting in the car of a friend she didn't know, with her lover, as she said.
The stranger drove the car, and the lover sat next to the woman, and the stranger told the young woman that her lover was entrusted with great responsibility, that was to prepare her, specifically, he would tie her hands behind her back, untie her stockings and take it off, remove the garters, panties and bras, and blindfold them
She will be sent to a castle where she should learn the courses she should have
In fact, as soon as she was taken off and tied up, they helped her get out of the car (the car had been driving for at least half an hour), led her a while, through several doors, and then removed her eye mask.
At this time, she found herself standing in a dark room, no one paid attention to her for half an hour, or maybe one or two hours, looking like endless
Later the door finally opened and the lights were on. The room she was in was an old-style, comfortable, but a little weird: the floor was covered with thick carpets, but there was no furniture, and the four walls were filled with closets.
The door opened were two women, two young and beautiful women, wearing the beautiful outfit of an eighteenth century maid: a long skirt made of light soft clothing, with ankle length: a corset, a lace collar buckle that decorates the front chest to make the chest line stand out; a wrinkled lace on the neck, and the sleeves are longer than the elbows
Both of them were dizzy and lipstick, and they both wore collars that cling to their necks and bracelets that cling to their wrists.
As far as I know, at this moment, they unbuttoned O's hands tied behind her and prepared to take a bath and put on makeup for her.
They helped her take off her last piece of clothing and put it neatly in a closet
They don't let her take a shower on their own, and do her hair like a beautician does.
They asked her to sit on a big barber chair, which was flat when she was shampooing and then shaken when she was blown dry
In general, it only takes an hour to do these things, and it took them more than an hour to complete them all
O was sitting naked on the chair. They neither allowed her to cross her legs nor allowed her to put her legs together.
In front of her was a mirror, covering a whole wall from the ceiling to the floor, with no frame in the middle. Whenever she looked at the mirror, she could see her uncovered body
She was finally treated with a touch--the eyes were light, her lips were bright red, her armpits and vagina were sprinkled with perfume, her legs, breasts and palms were sprinkled with perfume, and she was taken to a room with mirrors on three sides, and there was also a mirror behind her that allowed her to carefully observe herself
She obeyed the order and sat down and waited on a low stool between the mirrors
The stool was covered with black animal skin, and she felt a little bit stubborn. The carpet was black and the wall was red. She was wearing red slippers.
A large floor-to-ceiling window opens on one wall of the small room, outside it is a cute and dim garden
The rain has stopped, the branches sway in the breeze, and the moon travels in the clouds
I don't know how long she has been in this red bedroom, I don't know if she is really alone in the room as she imagined, or someone is quietly observing her through the hidden holes on the wall
When the two women came back, one held the tailor's tape ruler and the other carried a basket
A man walked in with them, wearing a purple wide-shouldered lantern-sleeved robe
When he walked in, the hem of the robe opened slightly, revealing his unique outfit: it covered his thighs and calves, but exposed his genitals
As he stepped, O first saw the organ, and then the whip made of a bunch of thin strips on his belt
The man wore a black mask and shiny gloves, and even his eyes covered the black gauze.
He used the familiar word You to her, he told her not to move, and ordered the two women to speed up
The woman holding the tape ruler measured O's neck and wrists. Her size was no different from that of ordinary people, so she easily found the right collar and bracelet in the basket held by another woman.
The collar and bracelet are made of multiple layers of leather, each layer is quite thin, and the addition is only thin in the pinky finger.
The hook and loop on the top will automatically lock it when it is buckled, and it can only be opened with a very small key.
A metal ring is embedded on the side of the collar facing the lock, which can be used to connect the iron chain. Once the collar and bracelet are fastened to the neck and wrist (will never cause any pain due to excessive tightness) it is impossible to slide out the locked part.
After two women fastened the collars and bracelets for her, the man told her to stand up
He sat where she had just sat, greeting her until she touched his knee
His glove-wearing hand reached between her legs and touched her breasts again
He told her that she would meet people just after eating alone that night
She was really having dinner alone, but she was still naked
In a small living room and room, an invisible hand brings dinner from the small window on the door
After dinner, the two women came to her side again
They put her hands behind her and locked the rings on the two bracelets together
Then they tied a red cloak to the ring of her collar and draped it on her shoulders
The cloak covered her entire body, but the cloak would open as she walked
Since her hands were locked behind her back, she couldn't close her cloak.
A woman leads the way, opens a door, and the other one follows behind and closes the doors one by one.
They walked through a vestibule, two living rooms, and then walked into the library
There were four men drinking coffee, all wearing the same robes as each man, but not wearing masks.
However, O did not have time to see their faces clearly, nor did he know whether her lover was in it (he was there), because one of them shone a lamp directly on her eyes, so that she could not see anything for a moment
Everyone sat motionlessly, the two women were on both sides of her, and the men looked at her intently
Then, the light went out, the two women left quietly, and O's eyes were covered again
They asked her to go forward--stop as she walked forward---until she felt herself walking to the fireplace where the four people sat around. She could feel the heat emitted from the fireplace, and in the silence, she could hear the quiet sound of burning wood breaking.
She stood with a furious face, with two hands opening her cloak, and the other two first checked her pair of bracelets that were locked together, and then touched her back straight to her hips, which were two ungloved hands.
Suddenly, two fingers were inserted into her two holes at the same time. She screamed and someone laughed. One of them said: Turn her body around and let us look at her breasts and lower body.
They turned her over, and the heat from the fireplace sprayed behind them
One hand held one of her breasts and one mouth pressed against the other
When they opened her legs and gently brushed her labia, she suddenly lost her balance and fell backwards (Whose arm caught her?) A man's hair gently rubbed against the inside of her thighs
She heard them say that she should kneel down, and they did so, and this posture made her uncomfortable, because the hands locked behind her forced her to lean forward, and they did not allow her to put her knees together, and they made her lean back a little, so she sat half on her heels, just like the usual position of the nuns kneeling.
Have you never tied her up?
No, never
Never whipped her?
No, and never whipped her actually... This is the voice of her lover
In fact, another voice follows, if you often tie her up and whip her often, she will start to like this, but this is not enough, you must also let her go beyond the state of happiness and reach the state of crying
They helped her stand up and prepared to untie her wrists, perhaps intending to tie her back to the pillars
At this moment, someone expressed his objection and said that he would be the first to possess her immediately, at this moment
So she knelt down again, the difference was that this time her upper body leaned down on a low stool, and her hands were still locked behind her back, and her hips were higher than her torso.
At this moment, one of the men hugged her buttocks with both hands, inserted them in, and then changed to the second person.
The third person tried to enter the narrower channel, and it was very hard that she couldn't help screaming, and finally they finally let her go
She sobbed softly, tears wet her eyes. She fell to the floor, feeling someone's knee against her cheek, and she found that even her mouth had not been let go
Finally they finally let her go, like a beautiful female prisoner, she leaned down in front of the fireplace, and from time to time she heard the sound of wine glasses being filled, the sound of men sipping, and the sound of chairs slashing the ground, and some people threw some firewood into the fire
Suddenly, her eye mask was unveiled, and she saw a large room with walls filled with bookshelf, which shone dimly under the reflection of a lonely lamp and fireplace fire.
Two men stood smoking, the other sat with a whip on their knees, and one leaned over to touch her breasts, he was her lover
All four people possessed her, and she could not recognize her lover from the four people
They explained to her that as long as she was still in the castle, she would repeat what she had just experienced: she would not see the faces of those who ravaged her and tortured her, and she would never know who the person who tortured the worst was.
But it will only take place during the day and not at night, and it will be the same when she is whipped, unless they intend to let her see that she is whipped, then they will remove her eye mask and they will wear masks so that she cannot recognize it.
Her lover helped her stand up, helped her put on her cloak, and then let her sit in an easy chair near the fireplace, listening to what they were going to tell her, seeing what they were going to let her see, but her hands were still locked
They showed her a whip, slender, dark, and very delicate, with thin bamboo wrapped in leather, the kind that was often displayed in the windows of high-level riding shops; a whip, where she saw the first man tied on the belt, long, tied into six leather strips; the third whip was woven from a bunch of ropes, hard texture, as if soaked in water, O found it was indeed soaked in water, because when they used it to touch her lower part and brushed her legs together, she felt the whip that was against her tender skin was hard and wet
In addition, buttons and chains are installed on a long table
In the middle of a wall, there is a beam supported by two pillars, one of which is embedded with an iron hook, which is exactly the height a man can reach on tiptoe
O's lover held her in his arms, putting one hand around her shoulders and the other hand between her groin, which seemed to be burning, so it was so unbearable.
At this moment, they told her that her hands would be untied, but only to be re-tied to the pillar, and then add a chain to the pair of bracelets.
They told her that her body could move besides her raised hands and could see how the whip was whipped: in principle, only her thighs and hips would be whipped, in other words, only between the waist and knees, which were the parts she had prepared in the car when she was brought here - the exposed parts she had sat in the car seat.
What is most likely to happen at the moment is: One of the four people will use a whip to leave some marks on her part, which will leave a cute long and deep mark that will not fade for a long time
She will have plenty of time to yell and struggle and cry while enduring the whip.
They will judge the effect of the whip marks based on her screams and tears, but the condition and color of the whip marks.
They explained that judging the effect of whipping is not only fair, but also makes it difficult for the inmate to deliberately exaggerate his or her level of pain to gain sympathy to make it difficult for him to try to achieve the effect of his or her attempts to deliberately exaggerate his or her level of pain to gain sympathy.
In addition, this method is more necessary outside the castle walls, such as in parks - this will be common - or in ordinary residential and hotel rooms
There is a mouth chord, except for the most violent moans, the mouth chord will block all screams, although it cannot limit the flow of tears.
They thought it was okay to do all this that night. They really hoped to hear her moaning painfully, the sooner the better.
O's concentration of patience and silence were unable to last long, and they even made her plead and beg them to let her go, even if it was only a second.
She struggled too hard to avoid the bite of the whip, so that her body almost completely turned around
The iron chain tied to her was very long. Although it was extremely strong, it was not tied very tightly. As a result, her abdomen and front of her thighs were covered with whip marks as they were behind her back.
Their determination was unshakable, and they simply tied a rope around her waist to make her body tighter against the pillar
The whipping started again, because her waist was tied so tightly, her body tilted slightly, and her hips looked even more protruding
From that moment on, the whip hit the target, except for a few whip intentionally landing on other parts
Since it was her lover who handed her to these people and put her into such a situation, O knew that begging him to be brutal only to get him from her the unquestionable evidence of his power and great joy
It was he who first pointed out that the whip should be used, because it would not leave any trace immediately (the water-soaked rope whip and horse whip would leave a whip mark immediately), so they could prolong the whip, or start or stop as they wished, and it was he who asked them to use only that whip
At this time, O's buttocks were tied to avoid the whip, which became more seductive, and one person felt very tempted - the reason why he liked women was only in the same place as men, he asked to suspend the whip in order to make good use of this
He used his hands to separate the two pieces of burning and hot body under his hands and inserted them in - not without difficulty - commented while doing that, the hole should be repaired more easily to get closer.
Everyone agreed and believed that this could and should be done
She staggered and almost fainted as they let go of the young woman, wrapped tightly in her red cloak
Before sending her back to her own room, they asked her to sit down in a chair near the fireplace, and briefly introduced to her the rules she should follow during her stay in the castle and after leaving the place (left does not mean regaining freedom)
Then they rang the bell, and the two women who had received her first came in, bringing the clothes she was going to wear during her stay and her logo - which allowed her to be recognized by the owners of the castle and those who would become her masters after she left the place.
Her outfit was similar to other women: a tight waist-length skirt was placed on a tight whale bone bra, a hard linen petticoat, with a low neckline that could hardly cover the breasts held by the corset, with only a lace net covering it, the petticoat was white, the lace was also white, the long skirt and bra were made of sea-green satin, and the color of the skirt contrasted her paleness when O was finished sitting on the chair next to the fireplace.
The two young women were quietly preparing to leave, and one of the four men reached out and grabbed her as one of them passed by, and greeted the other and asked her to wait.
She brought the woman who was stopped to O, turned her body, put one hand around her waist, and lifted her skirt with the other. He did this to show O the practicality of this clothing and the ingenuity of design.
He introduced that if you want to keep the skirt rolled up, you just need to tie it with a strap, so that everything under the skirt will be available at any time
In castles or in gardens, they often order girls to roll their skirts from the back or front to the waistline
They asked the young woman to teach O how to make her skirt: roll upwards and folds (like curly hair)
Then use that strap to tightly expose your abdomen directly in front or hips behind in the back
In both cases, the long skirt and the inner skirt will hang down like a small waterfall
Like O, the young woman's buttocks have fresh traces left by a whip
After explaining this, the girl left the room
Here are what they said to O: You come here to serve your masters: During the day, you have to complete the responsibilities assigned to you, such as sweeping the floor, organizing books, placing flowers and plants, or serving food, etc. There is nothing more complicated than this
But once someone calls you, you must immediately put down what you have to do and fulfill your only responsibility: dedicate yourself
Your hands do not belong to you, and your breasts do not belong to you, especially all the holes in your body, we can explore and enter at will.
You must always remember, or try your best to remember: you have lost all your privacy and hiding rights.
As a constant reminder of this fact, when they appear before you, you can never close your mouth completely, or hold your legs together, or hold your knees together (you may have noticed this, and you have been forbidden from doing this since the time of arrival)
This will not only be a constant reminder for you, but also for us. It reminds you that your mouth, abdomen and buttocks will always be open to us.
You must never touch your breasts in front of us, your bra holds them up to us, they belong to us
During the day, you have to wear neat clothes, and when anyone orders you to lift your skirt, you have to do it; anyone can use you in any way he likes, they will not wear masks, but with a regular item: a whip
The whip will only be used during the period of dusk and before dawn. In addition to receiving whipping from anyone who wants to whip you, you will also receive routine whipping at night as a punishment for the mistakes made during the day: for slow movements, for those who look up and say hello to you or ask for you - you must never look at the face of any of us.
Our night-wearing genitals - just like the one I wear now - are not for convenience, because even if not exposed, it is convenient, but for expressing our arrogance
Your eyes are looking at it without looking anywhere else, so you will understand that it is your master and your lips are its highest target
During the day, when we are dressed formally and you are dressed like this, the above rules apply, the difference is that when someone asks you, you have to open your clothes and close them after you finish
Also, at night, your lips are free, and it will be used for us - and your open legs - your hands will be locked, your whole body will be exposed as you were not long ago, your eyes will be covered when you are abused and whipped, and you have witnessed your whipped
By the way, by the way: when you gradually get used to whipping—will be whipped every day during your stay—it will be less for our happiness and more for your enlightenment, and this will be proved by the fact that on nights when no one wants you, you will wait for the arrival of the servants, whose mission is to go to your room in solitary confinement, and complete your part but we are not in the mood to give you
In fact, whipping and chains are not to cause you to suffer, shout and cry, but to make you realize through these sufferings: you are not free, but are in shackles.
It is to warn you: You are completely dominated by power outside of yourself
When you leave this place, you will wear an iron ring on your middle finger, which is your logo
By then you will learn to obey those who embrace the same mark
When they see this sign, they will know that no matter how elegant the clothes you are wearing or in what kind of public situation you are in, your skirt will always be naked, and this nude body is for them
Whoever finds you a little untamed, he will send you back here
Now you will be sent to your own room
When they spoke to O, the two women who had dressed for her were standing solemnly beside the pillar where she received the whipping, but never touched it, as if it scared them, and as if there was a prohibition on contact with it (probably the latter)
When the man finished speaking, they walked to O. O knew that she should stand up and follow them, so she stood up and held the skirt with her arms to avoid falling, because she was not used to wearing long skirts and wearing thick-soled high-heeled slippers with ribbons, and she still felt that it was not stable enough
She turned her head as she bent down, the women were waiting for her, the men no longer paid attention to her
Her lover sat on the floor, leaning on the stool she had been thrown on.
He was holding his knees and fiddling with the whip. When she stepped up to follow the two women, the hem of the skirt gently wiped him. He raised his head and smiled, called her name, and stood up.
He gently stroked her hair, gently touched her eyebrows with his fingertips, and then gently kissed her lips, in a very loud voice, he told her: He loves her
O was trembling, almost answered by herself. I loved you. She was shocked. She really loved him.
He pulled her toward him, muttering dear, sweetly, while constantly kissing her neck and cheeks
She let her head rest on his shoulder, on his purple robe covered by her shoulder
He once again told her extremely gentlely that he loved her and said to her softly: You kneel down, touch me, and kiss me. Then he pushed her away, and signaled the two women to stand aside and then leaned against the long table.
He was tall, the table was not too high, his long legs were wrapped in a purple robe, slightly bent, the open robe was tightened under his legs, the tabletop slightly lifted his heavy penis and the hair gently covered it.
Three other men surrounded him, O kneeled down on the carpet, her green skirt hugged her like petals, her bra squeezing her, her nipples slightly exposed breasts just at the height of her lover's knees
A little brighter, a man said
They adjusted the wall lights so that the lights directly hit his penis and her face, and her face almost touched the penis
Just as she caressed René from below, he suddenly ordered her: Say it again: I love you O repeat happily: I love you She dare not touch the head of his penis, it is still wrapped in a layer of soft skin
The three men smoked, commented on the movement of her mouth holding her penis up and down, commented on the erect penis choked on her throat, pressing her tongue to make her feel sick, tears flowing from her twisted face as the erect penis choked on her throat, pressing her tongue to make her feel sick.
This mouth, which was half blocked by those hard bodies, still murmured: I love you
The two women stood on both sides of René, one left and one right, and he put his arms around their shoulders. O could hear the comments from the people next to him, but she tried to hear the moans of her lover through their voices
She caressed him carefully and infinitely respectfully, in a way she knew she could make him happy
O feels that his mouth is so beautiful, because her lover puts him in, because he gives her publicly to caress, and because he gives her all the semen in it, she accepts it as if she accepts God.
She heard him scream and at the same time, she fell down, her face pressed against the floor, the two women helped her up, and this time they let her go
Slippers knocked on the red brick floor of the corridor, and the doors on the corridor were tight and clean, with small locks installed on the doors, just like rooms in a large hotel
O finally got the courage to ask: Are there people living in these rooms? Who are they?
One of her friends, O, hadn't heard her voice yet, said to her: You live in the red zone, your servant's name is Bill
What servant? O asked, surprised by the softness of the voice, and what is your name?
Anqi
My name is Jenny, another woman said
The servant is the one who is in charge of the keys, and the first woman goes on to say that his duty is to lock you up or untie you, or that you should be punished and no one else has time to whip you
Last year I was in the Red Zone, Jenny said that Bill was already there by then, he always came to the night servants had keys and had the right to use ours in their room
O wanted to ask what kind of person Bill was, but she didn't have time to ask, they took her a turn and stopped in front of a door that was no different from other doors. She saw a strong man sitting on a bench between the two doors, looking like a farmer.
His hair was shaved, his little black eyes were deeply trapped in his head, and the flesh on his neck was folded, and he dressed like a servant in a small opera: the lace of his shirt was exposed on the black vest, the red jacket commonly known as Spencer, the lower body was covered with black breeches, white socks and shiny leather shoes, his belt was also tied with a leather whip, his hands were covered with red hair
He took out the key from his vest pocket and opened the door, led the three women in, and said: I locked the door and you're done, ring the bell
The room is small, actually two
They are now staying in a living room, wearing a small room, and another door leads to the bathroom
There is a window on the wall opposite the door, and on the wall on the left, there is a large bed between the two doors and the windows. It is very short and covered with animal skins.
Angel pointed to the bed and told O that it was not actually a bed, but a mattress covered with black imitation skin material. The pillow was as hard and flat as a mattress, made of the same material.
There was nothing hanging on the wall, only a thick steel ring was shining with a shimmer. The height of the steel ring from the bed was the same as the height of the steel hook on the columns in the library from the floor. The steel ring was dragged a long chain, hanging all the way to the bed, and the other end of the chain had an arm-long edge on a padlock, just like a window curtain hanging on the window hook.
We have to give you a shower, Jenny said, I'll untie your skirt
The most eye-catching thing in the bathroom is a Turkish toilet, installed in the corner near the door, and every inch of the wall is covered with mirrors.
Jenny and Angel asked O to take off their clothes and walk in. They hung her skirt into the closet next to the bathtub, and the slippers and cloak were already placed inside.
When she squatted on the magnetic stage, she found herself surrounded by shadows in the mirror, as uncovered as if she had fallen into the arms of those people in the library
When Bill comes, use this posture, Jenny said, you will know then
Why?
When he comes to lock you with chains, he may ask you to squat down.
O feels that she is becoming pale, but why is that? She said
Because you have to, Jenny replied, your luck
Why?
Did your lover bring you here?
Yes O says
They'll be much more harsh on you
I don't understand……
You will understand soon. I'll ring the bell and call Bill. We'll come back tomorrow morning.
When Angel left, she smiled at her. Jenny stroked O's breasts and walked out with Angel.
O turned around and stood at the foot of the bed, she didn't wear anything except the leather collar and leather bracelet that became a little tight due to the water.
Look at the lovely lady, the servant came in and said, he grabbed her hands and clasped the hook from one bracelet to the other, and clasped her wrists together, and then locked both hooks on the ring of the collar, so that her hands should be raised to the height of her neck like prayer, and then he tied her to the chain hanging from the steel ring
He untied the hook of the chain and tightened the chain. At this time, he had to move to the head of the bed. He asked her to lie down. The chain made a rustling sound. Its length only allowed the young woman to move from one side of the bed to the other or stand on the head of the bed.
As the chain pulls the collar backwards and her hand pulls it forward, a balance is established
Her locked hands were placed beside her left shoulder, her head drooped slightly, the servant raised O's legs, moved them to her chest, and checked the gap between her legs, then covered her with a black quilt, and never touched her again, nor said a word.
He turned off the lamp placed between the two doors and walked out
O lie on the left side and doesn't move, feeling very hot in the two layers of fur
Alone in the darkness and silence, O tried to figure out why her horror was mixed with so much sweetness, or why her horror itself seemed so sweet
She realized that what bothered her the most was the fact that she was deprived of the right to use her hands, and she did not expect her hands to protect herself (did she really want to protect herself?), but if her hands were free, she could at least make gestures, and could try to block the organs that grabbed her hands and penetrated her body, so that her body could avoid the whip
Her hands were taken away, she could no longer touch her body, what a strange feeling when a person could no longer touch her knees or groin.
Between her legs, her labia were burning, perhaps because she knew they would be open to the first visitor: that servant Bill, if he wanted to enter
She was very surprised that the whip she had been left so indifferently and peacefully, and that she would never know who among the four men asked her out of her hips, and whether that was her lover, was very annoyed by the thought that she was very troubled by the thought of "Is it the one who was the one who had asked her out of her hips and whether that was her lover"
She rolled over and leaned on the bed, thinking: Although her lover loved the hole in her buttocks, she had never entered before tonight (if it was indeed him), and she hoped that it was him
Should she ask him?
Ah, no!
The hand that took her belt and trousers in the car, the hand that straightened her belt so that she could take her pantyhose to her knees.
The memory is so clear that she forgets that her hands are locked and the chain is ringed
But if the punishment she received was so thin in her memory, why would her heart hop up and close her eyes in horror when she thought of a whip, when she heard the word whip, when she saw it?
She couldn't stop and think about whether it was just panic, she was completely overwhelmed by panic: they would pull the chains to lift her out of the bed and whip her
Her belly was pressed against the wall, and they would whip her, whip her... These words kept churning in her mind
Bill will whip her, Jenny said he would
You're lucky, Jenny said repeatedly, they'll be much more harsh to you, what does that mean?
At this time, she felt that she could not feel anything except the collar, bracelet and chain. Her body was floating away and she fell asleep
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