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The Runway Part 1 linemstr@aol.com Ellen is here, but she really has no idea where "here" is. she is in some sort of building and is bound, hooded, and gagged. she is nearly naked under a very short cape that barely covers her ass. It is buttoned only at the neck in front, and she can feel it open slightly when she walks, exposing her bare cunt! her Master likes her to keep her pussy completely shaved. she is wearing only black heels,the cape, hood, handcuffs, and a collar. her Master / Husband is leading her by a leash through the building. she has no idea whether she is being watched as her cunt flashes from beneath the fluttering cape. She is no stranger to bondage, but she and her Master had never tried it with other people or out of the confines of their home. They had discussed both possibilities, but ellen knew her Master would do as He wished. she has entrusted herself in bondage totally to Him since early in their marriage. she trusts Him to not do anything which would actually cause her harm, or endanger their careers. She sensed, somehow, that today was not to be their usual bondage scene. her Master came home and ordered her to strip to her black heels! ellen was soon naked except for the heels. her hands were handcuffed behind her and a collar was applied with the leash attached. her pussy tingled!! However, it was the short, revealing cape that took her by surprise. He had never even partially covered her before during their bondage sessions. she knew something was different! Master covered her head with a hood and penis gag! ellen could not hear, see, or speak. she could only feel the cool air against her bald, excitedly swollen clit as she walked. Then, without warning, He led her out to the garage and into the van. This was to be a first!! Now, after about an hour's drive, Master was leading her through a building. He took her into a room and closed the door. she sensed that they were alone. "Ellen, tonight is very special. you are to be the model for a line of bondage clothes and special equipment. The room is full of out-of-town buyers, and the sponsors are the local bondage club which we have discussed joining. If you do well tonight, we will be admitted as members. If you are difficult, I will deal with you in My own special way during the show. If we fail to gain admittance, I will deal with you in a very unpleasant fashion when we get home. The room has a runway, just like a fashion show. At the end of the runway is a sort of "cul-de-sac" on which you may be turned for full display. I will dress you and arrange the equipment. I will lead you if you can't see. If you can't walk, the equipment will be moveable. I will always be there. When you are not gagged, you will not speak or ask any questions. You may scream if you need to when the time comes. It is now time for your first outfit." Ellen felt the cape come off, and was starkly aware of her nakedness and vulnerability. Although she felt sure they were alone, she had no way of knowing when someone would enter the room, or who it would be. The tingle in her pussy increased! her Master began to dress her. The room lights dimmed and the audience awaited ellen's emergence. As ellen was led out of the dressing room, she could hear the muffled applause get louder as they approached the entrance to the runway. The curtains parted slightly, and the audience was presented with a well-tanned slave with long blonde hair dressed totally in white leather--a leather hood, single arm sleeve behind, bra, garter, thong panty, collar, and high-heeled thigh boots. ellen felt embarrassed. Although all her private parts were covered, she was aware of the stunning picture she presented. He had to remove her original hood during the dressing session, and she had seen the outfit before He had covered her head again with the new white hood and gag. she was covered, but just barely! ellen knew how dazzling she looked! Ellen followed her Master onto the runway to the applause of the onlookers. Because she was blindfolded, ellen walked slowly and deliberately as she was led, being careful not to veer to the right or left. her Master had instructed her to struggle a little, just to demonstrate the security of her bindings. her feeble attempts to escape her bonds drew a fever-pitched approval from her audience. ellen began to like the runway and the approval her new role was bringing. All too soon it was over. Time for her next outfit. The members of the audience applauded their approval as ellen again emerged into the spotlight. ellen wore her original black hood, and her outfit was matching black. The top was a stretch short black halter top. The skirt came down to about half way to her knees in front, and was comprised of a mere three horizontal straps in back, leaving her ass and the backs of her legs totally bare! her hands were handcuffed behind, and were drawn up and attached to the back of her collar. she wore her black heels. This time, her Master had changed the hood before dressing her so she could not see the outfit. ellen was totally humiliated by the presentation of her bare ass to anyone but Master, certainly to an unseen audience of stranger! As they reached the end of the runway, she heard her Master say, "You will notice the special provisions of this garment. The skirt covers the front nicely, but leaves the ass totally exposed for fondling or for punishment." As He spoke, He slowly turned her around to exhibit the features of the skirt to the audience, running His hands over the smooth, tight twin globes of her ass. Suddenly, she felt a harsh slap on each ass cheek. she let go a muffled yelp into her gag, and struggled in her bonds. she felt His finger probe between her ass cheeks and slide over her protruding pussy which she realized was peeking out behind from between her ass cheeks. Knowing the strangers could get a glimpse of her bald pussy from behind both renewed her embarrassment, and made her pussy moist with excitement! "But now, ladies and gentlemen, the special feature!" Ellen felt His fingers at her breasts. What ellen didn't know was that the halter top had a special fitting. The cones covering her breasts were snapped on! Suddenly, with one deft motion, the cones covering her tits were ripped off, and her magnificent breasts were on full display as an accompaniment to her bare ass and peering pussy! The audience noted immediately that ellen had no tan lines. Master tormented ellen's tits with his fingertips, slowly circling and grazing across the dollar-sized, pale pink nipples. her breathing quickened as she felt Him sucking on her tits, and her aroused state was not lost on her audience. she could only "mew" into the gag and squirm uselessly. ellen tried to double over to cover her tits, but realized that her pussy was only more prominent in that position. she finally resigned herself to standing proud and tall, and allowed her Master to make her respond as He wished. her pussy was throbbing with excitement! her Master led her SLOWLY back down the runway to the approving applause of the buyers. It was time for ellen's next outfit. On the way back to the dressing room, Master told ellen, "Trying to cover your exposed tits has earned you a punishment. It will be given during the show. Any other punishments you earn will also be given during the show. Be careful, sweet slave!" Ellen really didn't want to go on stage this time. she wore the same collar, heels, black hood, and handcuffs drawn up behind. she never saw the outfit, but ellen could feel the cold steel of the chains. Interestingly enough, the audience loved the outfit. This time, ellen was presented dressed in a black leather- and-chain halter and panty thong. her breasts were basically bare, covered only by five strips of chain hung between the leather strips. The leather panty covered her pussy, but five strips of chain covered the sides of her thighs and her ass in back. The leather panty thong consisted of a leather belt, side and rear chains, and the panty thong. Again, it was what she couldn't know about the outfit that counted most. The leather panty was snapped on with three snaps--one at each upper corner of the panty in front, and one at the top of the thong in back. she was aware of how her tits bounced as she walked. They were large, but not pendulous, and her large, pink, dollar-sized areola added the touch of magnificence which caused most men to drool. The cold strands of chain caused ellen's nipples to stand at attention and protrude between the chain strips as if they consciously wanted to intensify the seductive picture she presented. When they reached the end of the runway, she heard her Master explain to the audience, "This outfit also has its advantages. You will notice that the panty thong has snaps much like the bra part of the halter top of the previous outfit. This is for obvious reasons!" ellen realized at once what her Master intended to do! Without thinking, she attempted to turn away, but her Master grabbed her arms and held her fast. He whispered in her ear, "That is a second punishment. I will display you any way I see fit!" With that, He unceremoniously grasped the top of the thong in back and unsnapped it, rapidly whisked the thong through her legs, and yanked the snaps loose in front. The panty was gone in a flash, and ellen felt the cool air of the open room rush around her bald pussy. The room became hushed, and then broke out in a loud applause and cheers as the entire audience had a clear, unobstructed frontal view of her shaved-bare cunt. she tried vainly to close her legs, but was forced to separate them slightly to keep her balance as she was led back down the runway. The indignity she felt was crushing! "The next section of the program will be equipment demonstration time!" ellen heard her Master announce. she shuddered as she tried to imagine what might be next after this display! When ellen again appeared, she was stark naked! The hood was removed so her ability to see the myriad of gazing faces and eyes would add to her indignity. she noticed her Master was dressed only in a leather thong and sandals, and looked magnificent. "He does have a good body!" ellen thought, as she momentarily fixed on his butt as he walked ahead of her leading her down the runway. her thoughts quickly returned to her own predicament. In addition to her total nudity, ellen was gagged, and her hands were held wide apart by a steel bar which was attached to her collar. Cuffs at each end held her arms fast. she was wheeled out because she could not walk. her feet were immobilized by a simple platform of wood with another platform about six inches higher with ankle holes cut out. This higher platform was split with the back section hinged on one side allowing it to swing back and forth. It was locked in place around ellen's ankles. The device was very simple, but very effective. ellen could not move effectively to cover her tits or her bald pussy. The assembled spectators had a clear and unobstructed view right up her wet, gaping cunt. The stock had wheels, and the Master pulled it down the runway by an attached chain and stopped at the end. He was carrying an ominous looking canvas bag. Master began, "You will notice the position is ample for complete access for torment. I will demonstrate some rather uncomfortable devices for effect to show the inability of the slave to prevent implementation of your every whim." ellen's eyes widened with horror as her Master reached into the bag and pulled out a set of shiny nipple clamps. she twisted and squirmed in vain as He sucked each nipple and applied the clamps in turn. The clamps were adjustable, and He had adjusted them TIGHT. ellen muffled a scream into her gag with each application. The clamps were attached with a small chain to which Master began to attach small lead weights. ellen mewed more or less constantly into her gag with each added weight, and began to bend over slightly as the weights mounted. After the addition of ten or twelve weights, ellen's breasts were pointing straight downward, and had taken the shape more of twin cones stretched to the limits. ellen was panting with pain. she was thankful for small relief as Master palmed the weights in his hand, temporarily relieving the strain on her tormented tits. He lifted the weights up about two inches, and then dropped them! The clamps held! ellen screamed silently into the gag and quickly bent over as the full force of the falling weights hit her nipples! her eyes widened anew, and she shook her head violently, pleadingly, as He slowly lifted the weights again--to an even higher height! This time the weights fell about six inches! Again the clamps held! Again ellen bent quickly in an effort to prevent the sharp pain in her nipples as they felt the full force of the falling weights! Again she struggled violently against her bonds--uselessly! The audience applauded and cheered. "Now, we have some added torment," Master continued. "I don't think breast torture alone will entice our slave to test the bonds to the limit." Bent over as she was due to the weights on her tits, ellen watched with renewed panic as Master again reached into the bag. He pulled out a rather weird device, but ellen quickly noticed the two large clamps and the attached steel "T"-shaped attachment. Master lubricated the "T" and began to insert the shaft up ellen's wet cunt. The cross piece rested clit to asshole down her slit as the dildo penetrated her to the maximum. There was a screw device attached to the now-inverted "T" which went into the base of the dildo and up inside it. A fixed ring was near the wooden handle of the screw. Master then attached the large clips to each of ellen's labia, bringing new protests, pleadings, and struggles from the slave. The chains attached to the labia clamps were attached to the fixed ring. As Master began to slowly turn the screw handle, the chains attached to the clamps began to pull down, as the dildo was pushed further inside ellen, and the cross bar was forced further into her wet slit! ellen watched with terror as Master continued to slowly turn the screw, increasing the pain and pressure in her labia, cunt, and slit. Then He stopped. "I'm going to give you a choice. Do you want me to stop turning the screw?" ellen nodded vigorously. "Then we have to replace it with another torment. Should I lift and drop the weights?" ellen shook her head equally energetically. "Should I swing the weights?" ellen again shook her head. "I have to do something to convince the buyers that you can't escape these bonds. I guess I'm just going to have to switch off and do all three." ellen shook her head violently and struggled fiercely, but to no avail. Master lifted the weights a full foot, and dropped them. The pain was unbearable! But ellen had no choice to bear it. Just as the pain was subsiding, Master twisted the screw another two turns and reached up and swatted the weights. Twin peaks of pain!! Then He was gone! ellen heard something behind her and then it hit! Master swatted her bent ass with a paddle! First one side and then the other in swift succession. The spanking caused her ass to blaze, but the motion it created heightened the pain in her cunt, and the swinging motion of the weights on her tit clamps elevated the pain in her nipples beyond tolerance. The ferocity of her struggles were indeed convincing that the bonds could not be broken. The spankings continued for what seemed an eternity, but was really only a few minutes. ellen was held fast, and had no choice but to endure her Master's torment. Then it ceased, and the stock and its captive were slowly wheeled back down the runway and behind the entrance. The audience applauded and cheered wildly as ellen slowly disappeared into the alcove. ellen emerged into the spotlight bound standing in a metal frame. The frame was wheeled down the runway to the end. she was still stark naked. her gag was removed, and she could hear, see, and speak. However, she had been sternly commanded not to speak. she could scream. her arms were bound widely separated overhead to the frame, and her right foot was bound to the platform on which the frame was attached. her left foot had an ankle cuff and chain attached, but the other end of the chain, and her ankle, were free. "You will note the simplicity of this frame, ladies and gentlemen. It is useful for complete exposure of your slave for punishment or humiliation. Allow me to demonstrate. Suddenly, ellen knew why only one foot was chained to the platform! Master raised the left foot up and attached it by its short chain next to her bound left wrist over her head!! her bald pussy was gaping right out to the audience!! Because she was a dancer, she was very limber, and Master knew it was not difficult for her to assume some very stressed positions for long periods. "See what I mean by complete exposure? You can also bind your slave upside-down to this frame in much the same manner. her tits are completely available for torment, and her pussy is totally exposed to whomever or whatever you may desire. Allow me to demonstrate. We saw our slave react to clamps and whipping. she is also very ticklish." ellen's eyes widened! "NNNNNOOOOOOOOO!! PLLLEEAAASSSEEEE, NOT THAT!! DON'T TICKLE ME! NOT HERE! YOU KNOW WHAT THAT DOES TO ME!!!" "Ladies and gentlemen, I must apologize for the impertinence of our slave. she has now earned a third punishment for transgressions tonight. The previous session with the clamps and spanking was number one. This tickling session, and what will accompany it, will be punishment number two. It would have been the last punishment, but now there will be at least a third, depending on whether or not our slave has learned respect for her Master's desires. Now, for tickling, I always use only my fingertips. It seems to be much more effective than feathers, and I can judge the pressure better." ellen could only tremble at what was about to happen. Tickling was bad enough, but what did Master mean about 'what was to accompany it?' her eyes widened and her breathing quickened as Master started at her elbows, slowly working His way toward each armpit, making quick small circles with His fingertips. ellen began to giggle and struggle as His fingers approached her armpits. ellen could not contain herself any longer. She began to shriek with uncontrollable laughter! "AAAEEEKEEKKKEEEEEAAAAIIIIEIEEEE!!!" |
