Guinea Betty - part 2

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Betty made the call; she dreamed to come back. It was a good coincidence. We were working on designing and fabricating metal restraints. We had a few chunks prepared to go and Betty will be the guinea pig to attempt one out. 2 inch by one quarter inch steel cord was fashioned into a fiddle. Then a gam spreader was designed to lock on to the ankles. We made sure there was an attachment point in the middle of the gam spreader. Now she is rolled around like a frog by fastening the fiddle to the spreader. In order to fuel the anticipation and tease, her underpants stayed on for now. Her ass cheeks are adorably soiled by jiggling around on the messy garage floor. This will be a adorable contrast to the crimson scars that the lash can paint. She was just threatened with the cane. Betty is a highly temperamental girl. Tears rolled out of her eyes at the mere website of the magic wand. We only had to taunt her with it. The watery explosion of ice dissolving under the soles of her feet could not match the explosion of torture from her eyes. She needs to rest now — let’s put her in the cathedra. While Betty catches her breath we will apply the chicanery: butterfly pump gag, electric tape, emasculation bands and absorption tubes for her puffies and clitoris; clamps to ream the innies. Eventually the electric charged ass-plug squeezing the Grafenberg bulb. Ahhhh — the peal jam cascading from her vulva(1) is the icing on the cake.