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Subject: Title story: "Linda's Epic Adventures in Life_6" Author: Master Paul 74957869
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Date: Fri, 12 May 2006 17:42:57 +0000
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Linda's Epic Adventures in Life
"How long's she been suspended that way, MARLA?" Paul asked.
"MISTRESS MARLA!" she sneered back. "HERE, I AM SUPREME AND I AM --- MISTRESS
--- IN FRONT OF A SLAVE --- MY SLAVE --- MASTER PAUL"
"Ok --- how long?"
"Just since I left for the Lounge --- about an hour ago --- she's just getting
`warmed up', Master Paul --- she can take a lot more than this --- AND WANTS IT
--- don't you, bitch?"
A faint "yes mistress" gurgled from the upturned quivering face and head,
followed by a low rising groan and then a wild begging scream. As Paul walked
all the way around the suspended, sweat- ing blonde slave he realized that
she was actually standing in the blocks that encased her feet and ankles and
was not genuinely suspended by her hands and wrists. He bent down and
examined the blocks and saw that they were mounted on pipe stanchions, actual-
ly hydraulic ram arms coming out of steel cylinders in the floor. He stood up
and looked at the hand and wrist encasing blocks and realized that they,
similarly, were attached to the same sort of hydraulic steel ram arms coming
down from the ceiling and hydrau- lic tubes up there. The sweating, now
screaming slave was an- chored but not suspended at the ends of the four
inventive shin- ing steel pistons.
"You like those `little beauties' --- MASTER PAUL? I suspect Linda has told you
about those things and the custom casted rubber hand and foot blocks that Alex's
friends used on her and her `sisters' in Mexico, hasn't she?"
"No, as a matter of fact, she hasn't."
"Get her to tell you *that* tale some day, MASTER PAUL --- it'll make your balls
shrivel up and your cock spit for a week!!! I can't believe she hasn't told you
about the castle down in Mexico and the `Training Amphitheater' --- where these
little hydraulic gems were the focal point of the place and the reason why liter-
ally hundreds of otherwise normal women agreed to do ANYTHING their MASTERS
asked of them once they'd watched one of their SISTERS treated to a session in
the `Ram Pit'. Oh, well --- she probably will get around to telling you some
day. Ingenuous, aren't they?" she asked as she reached over a flicked something
with her right hand.
The shaft stuffed between the blonde's ass cheeks slipped down- ward toward the
floor and came out of her rectum with a `pop'. Another few flicks of the right
hand and the lower rams moved downward toward the floor and the upper ones rose
toward the ceiling as the now bucking and screaming naked blond slave begged and
pleaded and literally screamed her lungs out.
As Paul watched, the red tinted beads of sweat increased in number and the
screams nearly deafened him --- and the rams moved slowly upward and downward,
pulling the sagging, bucking slave into an upright and stretched `X' position
with the now freed head shaking violently back and forth in a wild body language
expression of the screaming "no's" echoing around the torture chamber.
The arms and legs stretched taut and the strain was evident. With each passing
second the white, sweating, stretched body became more rigid and stretched. And
then the rams stopped.
"You fucking bitch --- you whore --- this is NOTHING --- nothing at all!!!
Tonight you will know what REAL PAIN is, my pretty slave!!!! REAL PAIN!!! Here,
MASTER PAUL, make the bitch `appreciate' a MASTER'S TOUCH!" as Marla threw him a
leather cat of nine tails that had obviously been used before on the stretched,
screaming slave.
Paul cringed at the thought of whipping this stretched column of pure pain and
suffering --- and Marla sneered "what's wrong, MASTER? Afraid to HURT the bitch?
DO IT --- she LOVES IT!!! DO IT!!!"
He walked behind the taut white sweating `X' that was still screaming wildly and
lashed her across the cheeks of her ass.
The screams rose and then broke into a strangled, gasping sound. "AGAIN!!!! And
this time --- HARDER and CONTINUOUSLY --- WHIP HER FROM HER SHOULDERS TO HER
KNEES --- THEN BETWEEN ...
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