Elise - Epilogue

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Elise has been left up in a dark, lonely part of The Attic. She's in the Spider Chair, nude, ankles handcuffed to the gams while her wrists are roped to the rear gams behind her. A wire twists around her neck and is tied off to the ceiling directly above her. This keeps her back heterosexual and her neck pulled up taunt. It also keeps her sighing restricted. As we find her she is squirming about, choking herself. It is nearly as however she were in heat. Her pussy fully unveiled and in the midst of attempting to romp something that isn't there. Her sighing apparently contorted and gasping. She periodically dollars her entire bod looking for something to get off on. She's horny there in the attic with no way to get off. And her bod never stops moving the entire time. In a steady state of gyrations, of choking herself, the pummeling of air. She's in heat. After some time I eventually go up into the attic to check on her. Switching her stance I untie her arms from the Spider Stool and then bind them up over her head and hardly behind her. Now she's quartered and a ball gag goes in to plump things out. Sans warning the singletail whip makes contact with her breasts, then resumes down her torso before flagellating her cunt. It happens so quickly, sans time for her to prepare, that she's caught entirely off guard. Within seconds she is crying. Squealing out. She tries to wiggle her body, to wiggle off the sting. But she can scarcely stir as it is and then the singletail whip embarks in on her back. Some strikes make her sob out instantaneously while others leave a gullet wanting to squeal but incapable to, at least for the first-ever few seconds afterward. She is crying as I find a violated chunk of shingle lounging on the floor. I take the coarse end and rough her nipples up with it and then stir to her cunt, wiping it intensively over her clit. When I'm done she's a heaving, crying mess; incapable to manage her emotions. I grab Yam-sized Blue on a stick and climb on it into her cunt, leaving it there. Drool and snot run from her face holes, adorning her torso before running down off her pussy. One sole moves to it's own tune. In response, I take bony leather unwraps and bind her ample toes off to the chair. When I'm done I whip her armpits. The groaning is so mighty that I tell her to shut up and cease making noise for any farther strikes. Oh my god, I don't know how she did it but she did. I affected that breast so goddamn rock-hard yet she didn't let a squeak out. But her bod was shaking and her gullet was locked down rock-hard on that gag. When that vibrator eventually hammer her muff you should have heard the begging. She'd been in warmth for some time and now and after all she'd been thru, she was beyond desperate for release.