SHIRLEY UNLOCKED THE THE STOCKS AND REALIGNED THE WOMEN. She had them turn and lay back over the lower pole with their backs arched. She set their heads and wrists face up in the bottom section of the stocks. She then closed and locked them in position.
Having roped their ankles hard back under them, their frontal torsos were stretched tight. They could now only see the ceiling. Shirley, on the other hand had full access to their breasts and open thighs. She wandered round to their upturned heads. She licked their faces and was pleasantly surprised at their reception to her tongue as it ran over their lips.
Between kisses and tongue touching, she whispered softly. "You are naughty girls. Aren't you ? And you have come here to be punished by me. Haven't you?"
She continued tease chatting as she held her flogger over the top of the stocks, catching their breasts with sharp little flicks.
She watched their faces screw up with the pain. Their eyes watering and tears starting to well up as Shirley struck her target.
"No good crying girls. This is going to hurt you much more than me "
She returned to the other side of the stocks and flicked away at their pussies. They were shifting around too much and Shirley said "for this, you will have to be restrained even more!"
She took up the rope and looped each breast
with a slipping hitch. This bondage, once tightened caused their breasts to swell and hang like balls. Their nipples hardened.
The finishing touch was the application of 3' leg stretchers between their ankles.
She clipped weights to their labium and nipples via small metal clips. These were painful enough on their own. But when weighted, they could really hurt. Add that to a bit of electrical pulsing.... you get the picture.
Checking occasionally for their safe word and giving them caring kisses, Shirley continued whipping the swollen breasts and pussys until they were heavily marked.
She put the flogger aside and collected the tray of long needles.
She ran two in cruciform through each nipple.
She went to round again to their faces and asked "Do you think you deserve more?"
It was hard to make out their mumblings, so she gave their faces a slap to get their attention.
She repeated "Do you thing you deserve more?"
"Yes Mistress !" they both cried out.
"Yes WHAT Mistress ?"
"Yes please Mistress"
"You are lucky that I have prepared many needles. You may thank me properly later.!"
T.B.C
