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Diary of erotic self torture

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Synopsis: I must be a pain slut but haven't found anyone to really give it to me. So I did it to myself.
Since I didn't like your comment of "you suck" I am going to do the self torture today

Diary of self torture – I have read about this and have gotten so hot, I decided to try it.  There are 3 sessions.  The first I am completely alone. The idea is to lock myself into some form of self torture with the keys frozen in ice.  I must wait until the ice melts to get free.    In the second and third, a friend, Lori assists as you will see.  She controls the key.

Session One

It is now about 8:30 AM.  I had a bit of breakfast and coffee.  The keys for my cuffs are frozen hard in a plastic cup of ice that is still in the freezer.  I have no idea how long it will take for the ice to melt, but I have decided that is part of the torture. 

I have prepared my special bra.  It is a bit on the small side and very tight.  I put it on first and adjusted it to be as tight as I could.  It has a thin, foam lining.  I pulled the lining out from the outside of the bra and inserted tacks through it, then put it back in.  I hope I haven't overdone it, but I put 12 in each side.  One tack is in the center and designed to pierce my nipple.  Then there are 5 around it that are very close.  They should pierce the area just around my nipples.  Then the other 6 form about 2/3 of a circle that are about an inch out and go around the underside of my breast.

The coffee has worked its way through me and I am going to piss in a pan.  I cut out a small sponge, about an inch and a half square to soak up my piss.  I also have a thick feminine pad that I also intend to use to soak up piss.  I am going to use a ball gag and duct tape to hold it all in my mouth.  My plan is to put the soaked sponge in my mouth first, then push the pad in my mouth and put the ball gag on to push it all further in.  Then I will put duct tape over my mouth so that nothing can escape. 

And here is how I plan to do it all. (I am naked, of course!)  I will get the frozen plastic cup and put it on the floor.  I will put the cuffs on my ankles first.  Then I will put the bra on and pull it as tight as I can stand.  Then I will put the piss soaked sponge and pad in my mouth, put the ball gag in place, and tape my mouth.  I will put the cuffs on one wrist, lay on the floor, loop it through the cuffs on my ankles behind me, and lock the final cuff on my other wrist.  I will be basically in a hogtie position with my feet and hands behind me.

And then I will wait for the ice to melt, and hope that I can get myself out of this.  Also, I have to tell you that my pussy is dripping wet at the thought of this.  I am so horny I can hardly stand it.  But my pussy will have to wait

I started to write this after I got free - around 2:30 - but I was so out of it that I couldn't think straight.  So I took a long bath, got something to eat, relaxed in front of the TV (which I rarely do) and was in bed by 9.

Now, about the experience of self torture.  It was painful, and still is.  Everytime I moved even the slightest, those tacks just seemed to work into me a little deeper.  The tacks that poked directly into my nipples hurt, but soon got themselves into me and they were not the worst.  The ones that were under and around my tits were not the worst either although they caused constant pain.  The ones that immediately surrounded my nipples were the worst.  That is a very tender area, and it seemed that they never got positioned.  They just kept poking at me and torturing me.  Of course, I tried to move to be even slightly more comfortable and that just made them worse.  That pissy taste in my mouth for hours was awful.  It's not like I could swallow it and it would be gone.  It just stayed there.  But my pussy was so wet that there was a puddle on the floor from my juices.  I was so hot and turned on, I could hardly stand it.  My mind bounced between the awful pain and taste, and wanting something to fuck my pussy so badly.  I couldn't even touch myself.  Sheer agony.  And when the ice finally melted enough that I could get to the keys, the thought occurred to me that maybe I wouldn't be able to get the key positioned to unlock myself.  But I did.  And I have to admit, that before I got into that warm bath, I grabbed my vibrator and gave myself one of the biggest orgasms in a while - actually, more than one.

And now, after having a good night's sleep, what do I think of it?  It was sheer agony, but the hottest and most erotic agony I have ever known.  I can't wait to try it again with some other variation.  Maybe I can try the idea of gluing sand to a dildo and leaving it inside me.  I'm sure that I would move around and the result would be that I would scrape the sand inside myself in an effort to fuck myself at the same time.  I also thought of putting tacks into something that would go between my legs.  I am definitely ready to try it again.  Am I sick or something?

Session Two

I am starting to write this Sunday night, but may not get it finished.  I just want to go to bed and go to sleep.  Anyway, Lori and worked out this deal where I would put the key to my cuffs just inside my front door no later than 1:00 PM on Saturday.  I would have myself locked up in some way by then.  She would stop by, make sure I was locked up, then take the key and go shopping.  She didn't want to make any decisions on what I would do, but she would make sure that I was locked up, and stay that way for a good long while.  I would have no idea when she would return.  You know how women are about shopping.  And Lori can go for hours and hours, and sometimes not even buy anything. 

So I spent Saturday morning getting myself and everything ready.  My pussy was so wet, it was running down my leg while I was getting ready - I didn't have much on - actually nothing.  I had managed to get the sand covered dildo in my pussy for a few minutes the other day.  It was really rough, but I decided this would be a part of it.  I thought about putting an enema in me and then a butt plug, but I want to find out more information about the long term effects if you leave an enema in you, so I decided to just use a butt plug.  I would also pull my hair back and tie a rope to it.  More on that later.  I wanted to make a change on the bra, but had trouble deciding what to do.  I added several tacks to each side around the nipple area.  I put them in so that they would poke into the base of my nipples.  I was ready, and it was about noon.

I have a coffee table and I had decided to tie my ankles to the legs to spread them apart.  That put my feet about 3 feet apart.  I was on my knees, with my ankles behind me, spread apart and tied to the legs of the coffee table (it's rather heavy and hard to move, but that really didn't matter).  I put the sand covered dildo in my pussy by spreading it open with my fingers and carefully working it in - all the way in.  It was really rough as I moved around, but it also felt good to have something in my pussy.  I lubed the butt plug with my pussy juices and pushed it in my ass.  I could feel it pushing inside against the back of my pussy which pushed it harder against the dildo.  Then I put the bra on.  As I adjusted it, the extra tacks stuck into the sides of my nipples at the base.  It hurt like hell, but I was determined.  I tied a 15 pound weight to the rope that was tied to my hair, and laid the weight on the table behind me.  Then I put the piss soaked sponge and pad in my mouth again, put the ball gag on to hold it all in, and duct taped my mouth.  Then I put on one of these masks that people wear to filter the air that they breathe.  It is sort of cupped shaped and goes over the mouth and nose.  But I had soaked it in the toilet after I had shit and pissed.  I would have to breathe that smell as well.

Then came the part that I hoped would work as I had planned.  I pushed the weight off the back of the table that was connected to my hair.  It was time to lay forward on the floor and cuff and lock my hands to a chain in front of me that was connected to a stationary column in the room.  I reached behind me to pull the rope and lift the weight off the floor while I lay forward on my stomach.  When I was on the floor, the tacks were pushing into my tits something awful, but I persisted.  I had to let go of the rope, and I now had 15 pounds pulling on my hair and pulling my head up and back.  I stretched out for the chain and it was perfect.  I could just reach it.  I put a cuff on one wrist and locked it.  Then I put it through the ring on the chain and locked it to the other wrist.  I was already in agony, and Lori hadn't even arrived to pick up the key, which I could not now reach anyway because it was by the door.  It was a little before 1.

I laid there on the floor with my head and hair being pulled back by the 15 pound weight, my legs were tied to each leg of the coffee table, and my hands were stretched out in front of me and locked to the chain that was connected to the column.  Having my head pulled back put more pressure on my tits against the floor.  I also realized that having my hair pulled constantly was going to add to my agony.  My senses raced from one thing to another.  The taste of the piss in my mouth was awful, but nothing new.  But with each breath, I inhaled the smell of shit and piss into my lungs.  There was no escape.  Having a dildo in my pussy felt very nice, but as soon as I tried to move my pussy muscles to try and enjoy it, the sand rubbed viciously against the inside of my pussy.  The butt plug made it even tighter.  Oh yes, I had also put on some very tight support panties to make sure they both stayed in me.  So there was no way I could try to work either of them out of me. 

One o'clock came and went, and Lori didn't come to get the key.  It still laid by the door, far from my reach, but why hadn't she come.  I couldn't get out of this without her.  Two o'clock came and went - no Lori.  Finally, close to 3, she arrived.  She came in and said she wanted to take a look at me.  I was thinking that maybe I had been in this long enough and wondering how I could tell her to just let me loose.  She just shook her head and told me I was nuts, but probably having some kind of sick, perverted fun.  All I could do was nod my head a little and grunt.  She looked me all over, then stepped on my back, working my tits harder into the floor.  I grunted and groaned.  Lori told me that she could never put all this on me, but since I had done it, I must be enjoying it and she was just trying to help.  She put her foot between my legs and pushed, working the dildo in my as it scraped inside of me.  I had told her about it.  I grunted and moaned some more.  She pulled on the rope and said I needed more weight.  Lori knows where I keep weights and went and got another 10 pounds and added it.  My neck was already getting stiff and sore.  She checked again, then went and got 10 more pounds and added it.  It was pulling hard on my hair, enough that it was almost starting to relieve pressure on my tits.  But I said almost.  Lori noticed that as well and said that would never do.  She went to my garage and found a block of wood at least 2-3 inches thick.  She lifted me up and put it under my tits to help mash the bra into them.  I tried to make some noise but all I could do was grunt and groan.  She said that from my sounds, I must really be enjoying this. 

Just one more thing and she would be off to do some shopping.  She left and I could tell that she had gone to use my bathroom.  After a few minutes she returned.  She had seen what I had done with the mask, and she took it off of me, saying that it appeared to have started to dry out.  She took into the bathroom, and when she returned, she had filled it with her fresh shit soaked in piss and water.  She put it back on me.  The shit pressed against the duct tape on my mouth, and was right under my nose.  It was awful.  Then she picked up her purse and the key, walked out the door, saying she would see me later. 

Lori was gone, and the key was with her.  I was in sheer agony in more ways than I could count, but I was also so turned on I could hardly stand it.  I was inhaling the smell of shit that was less than a quarter inch from my nose.  I was sucking on a piss soaked sponge and pad with a ball gag in my mouth, and tape covering it.  My hair was being pulled with 35 pounds of weight and straining my neck.  My tits, and especially my nipples were like a pin cushion with tacks stabbing away at them.  My pussy was filled with a nice large dildo, but being rubbed more than raw with the sand that was firmly glued to it.  And finally, a butt plug that kept my asshole stretched, and pushed the back of my pussy even harder against the rough sand on the dildo. I wondered what might happen if she was in an accident and didn't return.

The pain was working on my brain until I finally realized that I was tolerating it (as if I had a choice).  And I suddenly found myself wondering what else I might have done, or what I might do different the next time.  What more could I do?  Then I realized that I must be the sickest, wierdest, woman on the planet to do this, and then want more.  Meantime, I could tell that my pussy had soaked the panties I had on, and the juices were beginning to make a puddle on the floor.  I also worried a bit about when Lori would return, even though I trust her implicitly.  Everytime I even flinched a muscle, it hurt.  The tacks would poke a little harder, the dildo would grind a little more.  The constant taste and smell were horrible, but maybe they were a bit intoxicating as well.  Time passed slowly, then quickly, then slowly again.  My bladder was getting full and I was going to have to piss.  If I couldn't hold it, all I could do was let it go and then lay in it.  It started getting dark.  Oh yes, Lori took the clock from my view when she left. 

Then I heard a car in the driveway and thought I would finally be free from this.  Lori came in and said she wanted to check on me.  I tried to let out a groan that said I was long overdue to be set free.  She just said it looks like I am still enjoying myself, and sounds like it, too.  I groaned some more.  She just said she was glad to hear that I agreed.  She looked around and said she was surprised that I hadn't pissed yet, but since she was here, she would try to save making too much of a mess.  She went in my bathroom and got one of my very thick bath towels.  She folded it up to be very small and about 6 inches thick, then lifted one of my legs and shoved it under my pussy and between my legs.  Of course, as she lifted, the dildo really ground into me, and when she pushed the towel between my legs, the dildo was rammed into me hard.  Oh, that hurt!!!  I let out the loudest groan I could.  She just said that she was glad I liked that idea.  She had picked up a guy at the mall, and they were going out for dinner and drinks.  He was waiting in the car outside.  And she would be back sometime later to check on me again.  I tried to shake my head no, but couldn't move it.  I grunted some more.  But as she left, she said that she was so glad to know that I had found a way to experience the pain that I had long wanted but she couldn't give me directly.  I heard the car leave.

I knew that if she was out with a guy, it was no telling when she might be back.  But as I lay there in pain and agony, I still couldn't help but think about what else I could do the next time.  I finally had to piss, but then realized that my pisshole was pinched shut by the dildo and the butt plug.  My bladder was hurting.  I didn't care if I pissed and laid in it on the wet towel, but I needed to relieve myself.  Finally, I managed enough pressure and painful movement to relieve myself to some degree.  The night was long.  Then I began to see a bit of daylight, but no Lori.  However, it wasn't very long before Lori showed up.  I can only guess that it must have been around 5 or 6 on Sunday morning.  She was still drunk, and a mess.  I could tell that she had just thrown her clothes back on.  She mumbled something about what a great fuck he was.  She couldn't believe that one guy could cum so many times and so much.  As I anxiously waited for her to release me, she just stumbled into my bedroom and fell across the bed and passed out.  I tried to make as loud of a noise as I could, but there was no waking her.

I couldn't believe that I had endured this for so long.  But I also couldn't believe how much I craved it and was looking forward to the next time, and what else I could do.  By now, I had been thinking of some other ideas and wondering how I might pull them off.  Could I sit and straddle a sling that was laced with tacks?  Could I fill myself with an enema and then plug my ass so that I had to endure the cramps for hours on end?  And what else could I do to my pussy?  Then there were my tits, and even my mouth and nose.  Many of these things had been going through my mind.  Finally, Lori woke up.  It was about noon.  She wandered into the room, looked at me, and said, "Oh, I see that you are still locked up.  Hope you have been enjoying yourself.  I guess maybe I should unlock you for a while.  As she came around so I could see her better, I could tell that she was covered with dried cum.  It was in her hair, on her face and her tits.  Juices were still oozing from her pussy.  But she said that we should do this slowly.

So, first, she lifted the weights that were pulling my hair and head back.  My head fell forward until I realized that it also made my tits fall harder on the tacks in the bra and the wooden block was still there.  OUCH!!  She untied the rope from my hair, but my hands were still locked.  Then she removed the mask, the ball gag, and the stuff from my mouth.  As she took them out with her hands, she made faces and said that she didn't like touching this stuff with her hands, but since they had been in my mouth, she guessed it wouldn't be too bad, and besides, I could lick them off if my mouth was clean.  But then, it probably wasn't.  I started to speak, but she told me to be quiet if I wanted free.

Then Lori said that before she unlocked me, there was something else that she needed.  She spread my arms apart a little and sat between them.  She lifted my head up, and slid herself under me, and told me to lick her pussy clean.  This would be a joy compared to what had been in my mouth.  Unfortunately, this caused me to move back and forth, grinding my tits into the tacks even more, and my pussy being rubbed even more with the sand.  Once I got my tongue in her pussy, I couldn't believe how much cum was still in her.  I pulled back just enough to ask her if this was only one guy, and she just told me to shut up and get busy.  As I cleaned her, I think she had 2 orgasms, but I really didn't care to count.  I licked and sucked everything out of her and she decided to unlock the cuffs. 

As I slowly got up and started to slowly remove the bra, I saw that the tacks were embedded in me almost their full length.  It hurt badly as each of them pulled out.  Lori got me some alcohol to put on them to prevent any infection.  It burned like crazy, but was necessary.  There was a little dried blood but nothing else - I was surprised.  She helped me untie my legs, then I removed the panties and the butt plug.  The dildo hurt like hell, but I knew it was also going to be tough to remove it.  Lori told me I was on my own with that.  I tried to spread my pussy apart and ease it out.  Trying to get it out without rubbing myself any more was impossible.  Finally, I just accepted the pain, and worked it out as best as I could.  I had a little bleeding, but not as much as thought I might have. 

When I was done, Lori asked me what I thought.  I told her it was definitely the most painful experience I have ever had, but it was also one of the most erotic turnons I have ever had.  She said she was sorry if she did anything wrong or pushed me too far.  I told her she did great, and that she was the only person in the world I would trust to do this at this time.  She asked me if I thought I would do it again and I told her absolutely.  Even though I was hurting so bad right then, I was also very turned on and horny, and actually wished I could be fucked to about 5 or 6 orgasms.  She said she could help.  She went and got one of my vibrators, let me lay back on the bed, and just enjoy it while she fucked me with it.  She lightly kissed and licked my tits while she was fucking me.  My pussy hurt like hell, but it felt so good to have something just sliding in and out.  I don't know how many orgasms I had, but I finally told her that was enough for now.  We both fell asleep on the bed for a few hours until it was Sunday night.

I started this then, but couldn't finish it.  It is now Monday morning, Lori went home last night.  And I am beginning to think about my next torture. 

Session Three

Lori decided that if I was going to do this anyway, she could give up some of her hesitation to inflict pain.  It started a week ago, but went further this past weekend.  Lori came over to my place on Saturday morning with a surprise for me.  She knew that I had been thinking of something to "ride" so she had a friend make up a little device for her (me).  The best way I can describe it is that it was like a pyramid with the top cut off.  That top was flat except for a narrow piece about 1" wide and high that ran down the middle and the rest of the top was about 6" square.  It was made from plywood.  And the piece of plywood on the top had tacks driven through that stuck up.  They stuck up from the top and the sides of the narrow piece, and stuck up from the lower platform as well.  The sides sloped out (like a pyramid) so that when I straddled it, my legs were spread apart.  It was only about 2 feet off the ground.  I asked Lori exactly what she had in mind for this, and she just told me I would see.  It was much lower to the ground than my legs, but not my knees.  But here is what we did.

 

Lori had brought 3 enemas with her.  We also had the sand covered dildo.  We cut just a small hole in the tack filled bra so that my nipples would just barely come through.  The first thing I did was to work the sand covered dildo into my pussy.  Though I knew what to expect, it is still really rough.  Then Lori helped to give me the enemas.  She wanted all 3 of them in me so I was going to have to try to hold on while she helped put them in rather quickly.  I can't remember the last time I have had an enema.  I wasn't quite sure what to expect.  The first one wasn't too bad.  When the second one was added, I was feeling very full and could feel them working on my system.  Then she added the third one.  I felt very bloated and the pressure was building.  We had a large butt plug that Lori managed to shove into my asshole.  We were counting on it holding everything in.  I definitely had the feeling that I wanted to expel everything, but tried to relax.  We took a piece of rope and put it around my waist and down across the front of my legs, then crossed it over so that it helped to hold the butt plug in, and tied it in the back.  It was sort of like a wearing a jockstrap backwards, but it was just rope. 

 

Next came the bra.  Again, I had a pretty good idea of what to expect but we had to work my nipples through the holes, and of course, that helped drive the tacks into me more, even in the beginning.  I wasn't sure what Lori had in mind for my nipples.  Then it came time for the "pyramid" but Lori said there was something else we needed to do first.  Although she had been reluctant to cause pain in the past, she now realized how much it turned me on, and she didn't want me to back out, or try to talk her out of it, so we had to take care of my mouth first.  I was also beginning to feel a few cramps from the enemas.  However, even before my mouth, she wanted to tie my hands and arms to the side.  We had leather cuffs for each wrist, and attached a long rope to each one so it could reach something to tie it to.  Lori wanted me to get on my knees in the middle of the room.  She tied the ropes to something so that my arms were pulled out tight to each side.   Lori had brought a plastic sealed container that she got out.  She said that the idea of the piss soaked sponge and pad that I had used before was old and that we had to step it up a bit.  So I found out that she had collected a combination of discharge from her recent period, piss, and even some shit mixed in.  She had the sponge and a pad soaking in them.  I started to say wait a minute, but with my arms tied, I couldn't do anything as she stuffed the sponge in my mouth.  What an awful taste!!!  Then came the pad and the ball gag.  Lori said that she couldn't stand this stuff on her hands and had to go and wash them.  But this is what was in my mouth!  And finally the duct tape.  I could hardly make a sound and I certainly couldn't protest anything from that point.

 

Then came the "pyramid."  She slid it over in front of me.  It looked very menacing at that point.  Lori said there was one more thing.  She proceeded to tie my ankles and bring them up to the back and top of my thighs and tied them.  I knew that my knees would not reach the floor when I was perched on top of the pyramid and that meant that my full weight would be on it.  I was scared, but also so turned on that juices were flowing from my pussy from around the edge of the dildo.  She told me that I had to spread my knees apart, she was going to pick me up under my arms, slide the pyramid under me and sit me down on it.  I wanted to protest, but couldn't.  Actually I am glad that I couldn't because I certainly would have said no, but I really wanted to find out what it was like.  So she picked me up, slid it under me and was kind enough to slowly lower me down onto it.  It forced my knees apart which also pulled my pussy open a bit and I came down onto the tacks.  I would have screamed if I could have!  The narrow strip was up in my pussy with the tacks sticking into the inside lips of my pussy.  It also pushed on the dildo and ground it further into me.  Then the part of me just outside my pussy lips reached the tacks on the other part.  I have never felt anything like it.  But the pain was soooooo intoxicating.  It hurt so bad, but the idea of having my pussy tortured was such a turnon that I couldn't believe it.  I could tell that juices were flowing.  I couldn't tell if anything was bleeding or not.  But Lori looked at it and told me that I would survive.  At that time my entire focus was on my pussy.  For a few moments I didn't feel the cramps from the enema or the pain from the tacks in my bra.

 

I tried to pull my knees together to lessen the weight on my pussy, but I couldn't do it for more than a few seconds.  And it just worked the tacks in that much deeper.  But Lori said she wasn't done yet.  And I realized that we hadn't done anything with my protruding nipples yet.  I saw her bring out some alligator clips with some string attached and a hook on the other end of the string.  She slowly attached one to my right nipple with the clip sticking straight out.  Then she attached the other one.  They hurt but I had pain from so many different places that it all seemed to blend together.  Then she pushed over a small table so that it was about 2 feet in front of me, pulled the string over the edge of the table and hung some weight on it so it would pull my nipples straight out.  It also made the clips dig deeper into my nipples.  And it made me want to rock forward a bit which made the tacks in my pussy dig in deeper as well. 

 

I never thought I could experience such pain, but I was so turned on and intoxicated by it that it was like being in a different world.  Lori then tied some rope to my hair, brought a table up behind me and hung a weight over the edge of that table.  This pulled my head back.  My tits were being pulled forward, and my entire weight was on my pussy which was resting on wooden strips with tacks sticking out.  And I was helpless to do anything with my arms pulled to each side.  And I had the taste of discharge, piss, and shit crammed into my mouth and not able to hardly make a sound.  Lori then brought over a blindfold and put it on me, and said I'll see you later.  I heard her pick up a few things, and then go out the door.  It must have been around 3 PM.

 

As I sat there, my mind raced from the pain to the erotic turnon of it all.  I would feel the pain of the dildo, then the cramps in me, then my pussy, then my tits and nipples, then the awful taste in my mouth.  It just kept cycling and cycling.  And Lori had given me no idea of when she would return.  I had no idea of time except that it seemed to pass very slowly.  Then I heard the door.  It was Lori.  She said that she just came to check on me.  She came over and pulled a bit on my hair.  Then she pulled on my nipples, and rubbed the bra into me a bit.  She checked to see that the butt plug was still in place and that nothing had leaked out.  Then she pushed on my waist to rock me back and forth a little.  My legs also felt stiff from being tied back, and of course, my knees didn't reach the floor.  Lori commented that she was surprised that there wasn't a little more blood than there was, but she was glad.  I wasn't surprised that she wasn't ready to free me yet as she again told me that she would see me later as she was meeting some friends, and I heard her go out the door.  I assumed that she must be headed out to a bar for the night.

 

I continued in my erotic agony.  I wanted to move because I would get stiff, but every movement caused more pain - and that was good and bad.  Later I heard someone coming in the door.  I heard Lori's voice.  Then I also heard other footsteps.  I could tell that she turned on a small bit of light.  Then she said, "See, I told you!"  and I heard some male voices saying "what the fuck?"  From the conversation, I could tell that she had some money bet on this.  She had probably told them what we had done, and they didn't believe her, so she made a bet with them if she would show them and prove it.  That is like Lori.  Then she told them to pay up and they could have some more fun.

 

She told them to look me over closely to see all that had been done.  She told them about the enema that was in me, and the sand covered dildo in my pussy.  She also told them what was in my mouth.  She pointed out the tacks in my bra and invited them to squeeze my tits, so they did.  I reached a new level of pain.  They just kept saying that they couldn't fucking believe it.  I couldn't tell how many there were, but it seemed like there had to be 6 or 8 guys.  One of them asked me if this turned me on.  As best I could, I tried to nod yes.  He asked me if this hurt, and I nodded again.  Then he asked if I liked this, and I nodded again.  I think he responded with something like I was a fucking sicko pervert of a cunt.  I just nodded again.

 

Then Lori told them that she knew they wanted a piece of ass tonight and that they could fuck me if they wanted.  I had no idea what she had in mind, and neither did they.  She told them to help pick me up off the pyramid and push it out from under me.  They did.  That was a relief!  Then someone untied my hair and removed the alligator clips - OUCH!!! - as the blood returned to them.  Then Lori told me to lean forward and rest on the table in front of me.  That put new pressure on my tits that were still in the bra.  My feet were still tied to my ankles and I was on my knees.  Then someone, I think Lori, worked the dildo out of my pussy.  That was rough.  I could now feel the awful cramps inside me even more from the enemas.  I could feel juices running down my leg, probably a combination of blood and other juices from my pussy.  I felt someone wipe off the outside with a towel.  Then Lori said there is a pussy, fuck it!  I could hear clothes being removed.  Then I felt a cock against my pussy and it being rammed into me.  He commented on how I felt tighter than he expected and I was really wet.  He could feel the butt plug as well.  The cock felt great!  My pussy was raw and hurt like hell with a cock being pumped in and out.  And the cramps from the enema were terrible.  As he fucked me, it rubbed my tits back and forth on the table that I was leaning against and the tacks just continued to dig into them.  But the cock felt great!

 

Soon I felt him shoot his load of cum.  Then I heard Lori tell someone else that they were next.  Then she told the one that had just fucked me to come around in front of me and I would clean his cock.  She removed the duct tape, the ball gag, and the other stuff from my mouth.  Someone pulled my head up and he stuck his cock in my mouth for me to lick clean.  It had a little blood, lots of cum, and my own juices on it.  He soon started to get hard again, and began to fuck my mouth until he shot another load of cum in my mouth.  That was the best thing I had yet!  They all took their turns fucking me, then letting me lick and suck their cocks clean.  Some of them could cum again, and some didn't.  I think there were 6 of them.  Finally, I had a chance to tell Lori that I needed to get rid of this enema.  She agreed but wasn't ready to free me yet.  So she got a bucket to put under me and got the guys to help sit me up, and also untied my ankles from my legs.  My legs felt like they were frozen in that position and my knees were also very sore.  But my arms were still tied and pulled to each side, and I still had the bra on as they positioned me over the bucket and worked to get the butt plug from me.  I exploded!  Some splashed out of the bucket.  Lori told me that she should make me lick it up, but she went and got a mop. 

 

I still had the blindfold on.  The guys asked Lori if they could still use me.  She told them to go ahead and fuck my pussy, fuck my ass, fuck my mouth, do whatever they wanted.  She just wanted my arms to stay tied, my blindfold on, and my bra on.  And they could squeeze my tits as much as they wanted.  Most of them would fuck my ass or my pussy, and then reach around me and squeeze my tits.  The closer they came to cumming, the harder they squeezed.  As I was being used, it also sounded like Lori was getting fucked as well because I'm sure I heard her have more than one orgasm.  After a while, everyone must have gotten worn out and fell asleep.  I fell asleep as well for a while.

 

I woke up to a couple of the guys moving around.  I heard Lori as well.  Someone asked her if they could still use me before they left.  She told them to go ahead and fuck me or use me however they wanted, but then it would be time to go.  I could tell it was daylight.  So I got fucked a few more times with cocks in all 3 holes, and then they left.  Lori removed the blindfold, freed my arms, and I removed the bra.  I got a mirror and looked at my pussy.  Though it was very red, and of course extremely sore, I was surprised that the tacks hadn't made it bleed very much.  My tits were the same way.  There were tiny marks that showed up with a tiny bit of dried blood on them, but nothing serious.

 

Lori and I had coffee and breakfast and she asked me to tell her what it was like.  I just told her it was agony and ecstasy at the same time.  I didn't know how else to describe it.  We talked for a while.  She went home and I went to bed.

 

And here it is Monday morning.  I’m not sure when the next time will be because I am not sure what I want to do.  It is really a wild experience.  Send me your suggestions.

 

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