Torture and breast bondage

Feb 22

breast roped tied

“Don’t be so foolish as to think our game has come to an end,” Mack says, dropping a thin coil of rope on the floor. It is more wire than rope. “The fire will return very soon. Only then will you know what it’s like to truly suffer.”

Terry responds desperately to the threat of more suffering, but there is nothing she can do other than imagine it. Mack coils the thin rope around the base of her dangling left breast, listening to her bawl as he works, promising more torture. He is a master with his knots and he ties the breast off tightly, binding it strangely as Terry shakes her head, still believing she can reason him to stop with her wild protests.

In no apparent rush, Mack works slowly and repeats the process on Terry’s right breast. He then binds her tits sharply together until they bulge sickly off her chest. The ringbolt comes in handy once again. Ignoring her sobs, which are increasing in tenor, Mack ties the rope to the floor and returns to the crank.

Shrieking, the veins popping in her neck, Terry is drawn higher upon the chain. She seems to know what will happen next. Anchored to the floor, the rope around her tits draws tight, then tighter still. It tugs wickedly on her bound breasts, constricting the tender orbs without mercy or release.

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