Guinea Betty pt.2 - InfernalRestraints

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Betty made the call; she wanted to come back. It was a superb coincidence. We were working on designing and fabricating iron restraints. We had a few chunks prepped to go and Betty will be the guinea pig to attempt one out. Two inch by one quarter inch steel cable 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 flipped around like a frog by linking the fiddle to the spreader. In order to fuel the anticipation and tease, her undies stayed on for now. Her ass cheeks are adorably soiled by jiggling around on the grubby garage floor. This will be a uber-cute contrast to the crimson scars that the flog can paint. She was just threatened with the cane. Betty is a highly temperamental girl. Tears flipped out of her eyes at the mere website of the magic wand. We only had to taunt her with it. The watery stream of ice dissolving under the soles of her soles could not match the stream of torment 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, electrified tape, emasculation bands and absorption tubes for her nipples and clitoris; clothespins to ream the innies. Eventually the electrified charged cork squashing the Grafenberg bulb. Ahhhh — the peal jam dripping from her vulva(1) is the icing on the cake.