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mouth hanging open.
I relaxed a little, though. He wouldn't gag me if he was doing
something that required feedback to avoid hurting me. He inserted the
condom-thing into my rear, poking it gently but fully inside me with
his fingers--I was left with a rubber tube hanging out of me. He
buckled the crotch strap of the 'chastity belt' (unchastity belt?) in
back, holding IT (I'll tell you what IT was in a minute) inside me.
Then he blindfolded me and started the real show. I was already
trussed up pretty securely just lying there on the bed, but he was
tying ropes to the rings on the various bits of leather harness that
held me. Soon, I felt myself being hoisted: at first it was just my
feet being lifted. Then my shoulders and waistband. Step by step, he
hoisted different parts of me up over the bed until I was hanging,
suspended, like a kind of horizontal puppet. I was very disoriented,
but I'm sure my head was higher than my feet, and I know my legs were
held spread apart even after he took off the pole
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