Juniper
When we find Juniper she is standing on small blocks of wood with very high heels on while in the out building. She is in a standing spread eagle, her legs and arms drawn wide. She has on a tiny little pair of panties and bra. A spreader bar insures her feet stay widely separated, as do her little blocks of wood. She’s been there awhile. As we watch her we hear the rhythmic clanging of the chain above her head. I walk in and place a giant black ball gag in her face hole. So big it barely fits. She immediately moans her displeasure. About four seconds after I buckle it in she can be heard saying, “oh fuck”. It completely fills her face hole stretching her jaw to its max. The fear in her face is evident and, after awhile, she just closes her eyes and deals with it. I come back and remove her panties. When I start to place clamps onto her labia she freaks out. She tries to say something to me in a panic. She’s freaking out. I remove her gag and she immediately ask me where I plan to place those clamps. She tells me she is very worried, fearful. I tell her to throw her pelvis out at me, to offer it up. Then her labia is clamped. She closes her eyes and tries to calm herself as a line of sweat courses down one arm pit. I sneak up behind her and begin to tickle her there, in the pits of her arms. She hates it, in spite of herself she laughs violently, uncontrollably. She picks up both feet off her little blocks of wood and suspends herself, kicking her legs around with the spreader bar still attached. She begs for mercy so I stop and re-gag her. As I walk off I hit her arm pits again. When I return I take The White Boy and mount him in her cunt. The other end of the dick-on-a-stick is taped to her spreader, insuring she better not lift her legs up. Then I whip each arm pit as she grimaces through her ball gag and slobbers down her chest. When I bring back the Celebrator and pop it on her clit she immediately ask permission to cum. Immediately. When we find Juniper next she is on her back. Her legs are drawn up to her chest. Her arms are tied in a way that wrap around her legs behind each knee. Her legs are caught at the ankles and pulled up high and wide. She is very exposed and vulnerable. She is nude save for her clear stripper heels, micro bra and fence net stockings. She is crying there, all by herself. It is a slow weeping that builds into sobs. I finally walk over to her and let her know I’m tired of hearing her cry and then ball gag her. I fetch some clamps and return, kneeling before her exposed cunt. I gently untie her bra and let it fall to either side exposing her small breasts. I then clamp each nipple. Her sobbing picks up now, significantly. She isn’t just sobbing, she is heavingly upset, crying uncontrollably. I fetch a dirty, disgusting pillow for her to lay her head on and then tie each nipple clamp to her spreader bar and pull them tight. As she wails even louder I deadpan ask her, “Do you like fucking?” When I check her cunt it is wet. Noticeably wet. I make her tell me what she likes best about fucking as I vib her clit off with the Celebrator. This just makes her wailing that much more pronounced. You’d think she just lost a loved one in a car accident or something. So I grab The White Boy and stuff him in her and begin fucking that cunt of hers. At the same time I pop the Hitachi on her clit and start vibbing her off. This just sends her into LaLa Land. She can’t even breath except in some crazy halting fashion as she gurgles out snot and slobber from her face holes. To distract her from that woesome crying she is doing I pop The White Boy out of her cunt hole and have her stick her tongue out from behind her ball gag and clean The White Boy off. I wipe it all over her face and try to stick it up her nose as I have her ask me to stick it back in her cunt. So I do. I have fun just pulling it in and out really fast. Sometimes it makes a popping, suck-y sound as I jerk it violently from her hole –that is, if you can hear it over her wailing. When I got tired of that I sucked her clit and a good part of her cunt into a vacuum tube and left her there, crying on the floor exposed. Juniper is on The Wooden Horse. She has her micro bra, fence net stockings and a tiny pair of panties on. A very tight and tall leather collar wraps around her neck. Her arms are pulled up high behind her in a prayer position and tied off to her collar in back. She is gasping for air up there. Her face is red and swollen. Her mouth dangles open and her eyes are closed as she feels the apex of The Wooden Horse cut into her cunt. Bowling balls hang from each ankle. She is crying again. And in the same manner as before. Its noticeable and deep. Her eyes are slammed shut as tears fall down each cheek. She knows she has to stay up there for awhile because I told her. She is trying to calm herself, but she is sucking in air like a turbofan jet engine and then suddenly, she can’t maintain and breaks down into a heaving emotional mass. Its deep and comes from the gut. She is wracked with it. She starts babbling out craziness –calling to god and Jesus. But that’s okay, she can still stay up there. In fact, it seems like the perfect time to turn on the electricity to the copper pads residing beneath each buttock and thigh. When she sees me heading for the controller she starts begging me not to do it. “No, no, NO! Don’t. No, no, no, no, no. Please! Please don’t do it!” I just smile and turn it on. As you might imagine she just breaks down even further. Screaming cries as tears cover her wet, messy face. Her breathing and sobs are becoming more and more out of control. She begins to hyper-ventilate. She announces that she feels as though she is going to pass out as belts out further sobs and cries out to some god. I just turn around and walk out of the room. Still dressed in her fence net stockings and micro bra she has each arm tied to its respective leg. From the elbow to the wrists each arm is bound to each leg from the knee down. She is dental gagged AND ball gagged at once. When we find her a thick stream of slobber is falling from her mouth. She is rocking in a way one does to calm themselves. After several minutes of watching her rock and drool onto herself I walk in and tell her to spread her legs so I can see her cunt. I ask her how long ago it was fucked. She tries to give me a hand signal but I admonish her to speak to me instead. I don’t care about that gag and drool. “Two days ago”, she manages to get out. She throws her head back in an effort to keep from drooling further. She is getting frustrated by it. It is just so copious. I remove her small little bra and have her tell me what she thinks about her own small titties. I want to hear every detail about how she feels in spite of those gags. She tells me she doesn’t like them because they are small. I let her know I think they are hot –it is almost like they are in bondage themselves, unable to get any bigger. I have her tell me her favorite fucking position: Doggy style. I tell her to get into that position right now. To put her head down on that disgusting pillow and prepare herself for fucking. She has to roll over and then fall to the floor with a smack. Then she tries to move herself over to the pillow but finds she can now no longer right herself. After many tries; rolling her body, rocking it and failed efforts she can’t do it. I take the dirty pillow and shove it beneath her head. She lies there for several minutes silently sobbing. When I return I really give her something to cry about.