Clamps on lips and nipples

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I woke up sore and aching. My entire assets was a conductor for pain. I reflected on the events of last night. It had started out as fun actually. My college gal clothes put me in the mood for mischief, and I shuffled around, contorting my assets and trying to get out of PD's ropes. PD stood in the corner, mocking at my foolhardy tries and I grew ever more decided to work my way out. Every success was countered by PD with an adjustment, a larger knot, a cable around my neck pulled continually higher. Still I kept trying at the ropes, prodding and working at the knots, sniggering all the way. PD ultimately made me sit on my knees and pulled the cable taut. Now I had to fight to deal with the stress on my knees, which were quickly becoming sore. I hadn't realized how much energy I had expended in trying to get out of PD's ropes earlier, I was getting truly weary truly fast. I attempted to sit back on my soles to relax my knees, this position put a bunch of stress on my thighs, and tightened the cable on my neck further,but I confined on. PD pulled my footwear and socks off and tickled them, drilled them and clamped them, laughter revved to screams. Soon,he loosened the cable on my neck, only to truss it to my foot! He pulled me up and I perceived a shitty stress on my ankle, the stress was unbearable. I had seen him do this slew of times, and had never accomplished it myself. I was terrified. Briefly my despotism deepened, I started to perceive as if the g-strings of leather packaged around my sole were slipping, and imagined myself plummeting to the ground head first. These were irrational fears, but I could not wiggle them, I yelled to be let down.