Story and render by darkstalker1 

(WARNING: This story/description contains a bondage scenario with sexual overtones. Not for minors)

The slender chains glinted in the lights before disappearing into the shadows above her. Two slim, flexible, silver-chrome columns hanging slackly down from somewhere overhead, somewhere Keira couldn't see through the concealing darkness. She could guess though! She'd been here long enough to enjoy many of the underground room's 'pleasures'.

There was a sudden, grating, metallic click from somewhere behind her... somewhere else she couldn't see... and then a corresponding whirr and groan from above, just for a second... no more than that... but she tensed herself, braced herself and waited for the pain!

Keira watched enraptured as the chains grew taut along their length, the slack disappearing as the links were wound upwards onto the unseen spool of the winch she'd suspected was concealed there. Time seemed to stretch as her anticipation took over. Her teeth bit into the large blue ball in her mouth, her booted feet took the minutest step forward and, despite her craving for the pain, she tried to raise her heels from the floor, stretching upwards, softly moaning as her calf muscles tightened and threatened to cramp.

When the chains stopped after that brief second of motion she eased her heels back down towards the floor but felt the tug at her nipples almost instantly. She closed her eyes and let her heels settle back onto the stone flooring, the relief of her eased calf muscles counteracted by the anguish of her stretched nipples. She was almost oblivious of the trickles of blood that seeped from the wounds where the hooks pierced her distended nipple-flesh until the moist touch of her tormentor's tongue licked at the crimson seepage. She wanted to look the woman in the eye as this new torment continued but the thick leather posture collar kept her head tilted back so that she could only look over the top of the blonde haired head.

'Poor baby!' said the woman's voice. 'How bad do your breasts feel, and your poor nipples? Does it hurt enough or should I wind the chains a little higher? I'm sure there's a bit more stretch there still!'

Keira groaned as the woman stroked the underside of her right breast with her fingers.

'Mmmm, your skin is stretched so tight... I'll bet it's really sensitive too!'

Keira cried out as the woman turned her hand slightly and scraped her nails across the tautened tit flesh. She instinctively took a small backward step and screamed as the hooks pulled even harder at her tortured breasts.

The woman stepped back so that Keira could now see her familiar, smiling face of her friend Kate.

'You really should keep still, dear!' Kate chided. 'Or did you do that on purpose?'

Keira tried to shake her head as she stepped back towards her friend.

'In that case,' she said, leaning forward to kiss at a fresh trickle of blood while insinuating her fingers into the top of Keira's panties, 'it's time to move the game forward don't you think!'


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The lovely darkstalker1 made an image and wrote a story featuring yours truly and allowed me to post it. Hope you all enjoy!.