As the mat deflated, Tina was slowly lowered approximately four inches to the concrete basement floor.  Tina had expected this descent to loosen the three-point spread eagle she was tied in, because her bent  knees were tethered to anchors in the ground. So being lowered to the ground would have the effect of  generating a little extra slack in the tether lines. And that part of her planning turned out to be correct.  However, the tether attached to Tina’s collar was tied off on the post in front of her. And when Tina tightened the tether, the rope slid up the post so that it was eye level with her. When Tina was lowered

by the deflating mat, the rope did NOT slide down the post. So as Tina was lowered, the slack she gained from the frog tie tethers was taken up by the collar tether, and Tina was STILL in a restrictive three-point spread eagle. Which, by the way, was perfectly fine with her!

“How’s it going little one???” Mistress Mia’s words asked on the screen of Tina’s tablet.

“Freaking awesome!” Tina thought.

Gravity was doing its job exactly as expected. The tether lines in anchored in the ceiling overhead pulled the slack out of the cinch rope lopes around her elbows and wrists. Before the slack came out, Tina’s elbows and wrists were loosely held by multiple oblong loops of rope which were bisected by the equally loose loops of cinch rope. As the slack was pulled out, the cinch rope loops tightened and constricted around the larger oblong loops causing them to become like tight figure 8’s. Each of Tina’s arms and wrists were now held tightly within the individual circles of each figure 8. It wasn’t completely smooth. Every now and again during the minute or so long deflation

process the friction between the rope loops would cause a tether to “catch.” But Tina was able to wiggle or twist the affects arm or wrists to free up movements and allow the “cinching” to continue.

Once the deflation was completed, Tina’s elbows had been pulled together just a couple of inches apart. And Tina’s wrists were now not only locked together but also held completely immobile by the waist rope and crotch rope intersection. Her legs remained tightly frog tied with leather straps. And as previously described, she was tightly splayed out in a spread eagle.

Tina slowly and carefully used the stylist affixed to her ball gag to type her reply to Mistress Mia.

“G…O…O…D. D…O…N…E.”

“Fabulous!!,” Mistress Mia responded. “Can you roll around at all?” Tina and Mistress Mia had

anticipated Tina would not be able to type especially well and had predetermined that Mistress Mia would try to ask Yes or No questions.

“N”

“How wonderful! We thought you’d still be mobile. So, on a scale of 1 – 10, with 10 being lots of mobility and 1 being stuck in 1 spot, how mobile are you, little one?”

Between the spread-eagle tethers and the ceiling tethers, Tina was basically pinned down both vertically and horizontally.

“2”

“Are you sure, pet? Make sure you aren’t exaggerating. You’re sure that you’re tied down that well?”

“Y”

“Oh, I love it!” Mistress Mia beamed. “Now, let’s go ahead and test your bonds. Legs first. Try to move your legs. Can you get them loose?

Tina tried. She pulled as hard as she could, but as she knew, there was no way she could break her ankles free from the straps pinning them tightly down to her thighs. And with her legs being pulled outward by the tether ropes tied off at her bent knees, the best she could do was shift her weight from one leg to the other and grind her pelvis. And grinding was dangerous, at least until Mistress gave her permission for Tina to accept relief from her pent up horny frustration.

“N”

“No, of course not, little slave. But we knew that. Nothing new there. How about your arms? Did your design work? Are those lovely arms of yours welded together how I like them?”

Tina inhaled deeply. She wanted maximum energy to test her bonds. First, Tina simply tried to pull her entire body away from where she was prone, but her position was locked down. She actually managed a pretty firm tug against the tether lines anchored to the ceiling, tightening her elbow cinches even more.

Tina twisted at her waist to her left and tried to dip her shoulder down toward her hip. Her collar tether prevented that movement. Nonetheless, Tina tried the same move to the right. A lock of hair escaped from her ponytail and fell in front of her eyes. Tina tried to blow it to the side by was prevented by the large ball of rubber filling her mouth.

Tina focused on her shoulders next. She tried to make circles, rolling her shoulders in opposite directions, trying to loosen the figure 8’d loops that had are arms snared together. She could turn her shoulders a few degrees but that had no affect at all on the tight ropes around her elbows. Tina tried instead to simply slide her arms up and down in opposing directions. She could barely accomplish this as much from the elbow ties as due to her wrists being secured by the crotch rope. Tina started trying to twist and wrench her hands, but they were tied and cinched even tighter than her elbows. Tina’s efforts were also causing the most delicious friction between the crotch rope and her freshly shaved, naked pussy. Tina tried to arch her back up toward the ceiling tethers to release some tension on the cinch ropes, but her collar tether held her down to the floor. Tina grunted in frustration unable to move

much or anything beside her fingers and her head.

“Y”

“Yeah!!! I’m so proud of you baby! I mean, slave. You’ve done so well! Congratulations!” Tina smiled with pride through her gag. “No go on and struggle as hard as you can, all over, for a few moments. Go on. I’ll tell you when to stop.”

Tina regretted doing cardio earlier that morning. Mistress Mia seemed intent on giving her a workout with this unscheduled training session. Tina gritted her teeth and threw herself into a vigorous and utterly futile battle with her bondage. She started pulling as hard as she could backward against the collar tether. Really, her only major muscle group that wasn’t totally immobilized was her back. And even though Tina was able to muster a lot of strength, her spread out frog tied legs limited her range of motion. So even if she had been strong enough to break either the tether, or the collar, she was never going to be able to pull back far enough to pull off the feat of strength. Tina went back to rapidly thrashing from side to side. Her ferocious rocking caused the tethers to buck and pop but they all held fast. Tinas erect and sensitive nipples scraped across the stitched seams of the deflated mat. The abrasiveness caused sharp painful scratches. Tina’s eyes watered from the unexpected painful sensation. It was not intense on it’s own, but as usual, the more helpless Tina was, the more heightened

all of her senses became. And Tina was probably never quite so helpless, not only because of the effectiveness of the bondage but also because her release was completely in the hands of Mistress…

Buuuzzzzzzzzzzzz.

Tina had nearly forgotten about the massage wand. Mistress Mia used the app to

turn on the power outlet that it was plugged into. The head of the wand has held securing, parting the lips of Tinas pussy, firmly pressing into her clit. The crotch rope also transferred the strong vibrations across all of Tina’s tender flesh, including her asshole and the real estate in between. Tina’s eyes closed and her hands formed tight fists. She moaned softly.

“MGgggggggmmmm”

“You’d better be reading this, Slave.” Tina opened her eyes in time to see the words appear. “I know you want to cum you horny bondage slut. Lol. Don’t you dare do it.”

Tina DID want to come. Tina could barely think of anything BUT cumming.

“And you’d better be struggling still, pet.” Tina was barely moving other than rhythmically riding her crotch rope. “And I mean struggling to get out, NOT to get off. LOL.”

“Aaahhhhhh….” Tina went back to making at least a minimal effort, pulling against the bondage.  But every move she made, no matter how small, took her focus away from holding back the building kinetic wave of pleasure she was trying so hard not to think about.

"Listen to me my slave.  And just to be clear, you DO understand that you are a thing that I own.  You get that, don't you, slave?"

Tina was dripping on her crotch rope.  Her arms were burning from straining against the ropes.

"I don't have to let you out.  I don't have to let you cum.  You are completely helpless.  I'm the only person in the world who has any power to help you or to hurt you."

"OOOohhhhh gooodddd...."  Tinas toes curled tightly.

"But I am a good Mistress and you haven't been TOOOO sassy lately.  So I will let you cum."

"Thank the lord...."

"Just as soon as...."

Tina only just barely caught herself in time to prevent the tidal wave from crashing.

"....you type "Please" for me on the table.  I'll give you permission to cum just as soon as you do that, pet."

Tina had completely forgotten that she even had a stylist in her mouth.  She tried to see the small letters on the digital keyboard through the tears.  She blinked them away as best she could.  "OOOhhhmmmmmmm...." Tina was trembling so hard.  Somehow she pecked the letter P.

Fuckk!!!  The L was just a bit over and down.  She tapped it.  But the E was way over on the other side.

"GGgrrrrrggggmmph" Tina hit the E and went right for the A.  But she missed and got the S instead.

"LOL.  You need to spell it correctly slave.  However.....long......it.......takes."

Using most of her remaining stamina, Tina's stylist found the back arrow key and the cursor leapt between the E and the S.  Tina managed to land on the A.

"Look at you slave!  P...L...E...A...S.  You almost have it."

Tina didn't have it.  She couldn't stop herself from cumming anymore.  The wand on high wedged up inside, the tight bondage, the verbal domination....it was all just too much.  Tina screamed into her gag and shook violently, snapping all of the tethers back and forth as she did.  Tina inhaled hard through her nose.  Her lungs felt on fire.  Her body felt like it had fireworks going off inside.

BUUUUZZZZZ....

Tina couldn't roll away.  There was no relief.

BUUUZzzzzz........

Oh God...again.....Tina was crying real tears now.  She had failed.  She was cumming again too.  Why couldn't she have typed Please?  That's all Mistress needed.

"You're cumming, pet?"

Tina's tear streaked face reflected her anguish and guilty over the physical pleasure that had taken her over.

The wand turned off.

"Oh little one, I am SO PROUD OF YOU!"

Tina was getting wracked by after shocks.  Chills and sparks bounced randomly across her entire body.  What did Mistress say?

"You did SOOOOO well, Baby.  I love you so much.  I am so happy you are mine, pet.  You make me so happy!!"

"Oh my god," Tina thought, absolutely relieved.

"You weren't supposed to stop from cumming, Honey.  It was too much to expect.  To much to ask.  This was a lesson meant to defeat you.  To dominate you.  To acclimate you to being my slave that much more.  And you made it all the way to the end and you almost did the impossible.  You are amazing Little One."

Tina felt love.  Tina felt Mistress's love for her.  And Tina love back.

Was it Mistress that she loved back?  Or was it something different. Maybe a combination.  Tina's head was still spinning.  She just needed....

"Rest now little one.  I'll inflate the mat so you can get yourself out in a bit.  For now, just enjoy the comfort of your tight bondage, and of knowing your Mistress loves you."