There was this contraption set up in my living room from two of the hard points in my ceiling, the chains came running down and attached were all these carabiners and these two big heavy straps. One at a time, one leg went in and was secured to the chain and then the other. It was like being in a swing. After my legs were secured, he attached a back portion to it. Interrogation is hot but not when you fall backwards. After that portion was secured, he took suspension cuffs and attached them to the chain, the first thing I thought of was that I can get out of this but he noticed right away and used handcuffs to secure the D-ring to the chain above. He started out phase B by taking vampire gloves and working my ass over between the tacks that were still in, leaving scratches all over and on my inner thighs. Some of the tacks came out and I could feel the blood dripping down my ass. I heard some rumping around and then felt the most painful thing I’ve ever experienced on my nipples, it felt like my nipples were being twisted off, stretched and abused. He did the right one first and then continued to the left. He left them on for about 5 minutes (it seemed so much longer) until be took them off hurt. The pain from taking them off was excruciating, more then putting them on. I thought I was going to give up right then. Once I caught my breath for a moment, he said he was going to do it again. Before he could, I gave in and said I would tell him after going back and forth for a couple of minutes.
*Note: The thing he used on my nipples was to castrate pigs and other animals. It’s these small rubber circles that come with this metal tool that stretches them out. PG picked it up at a kinky swap meet from some very good friends. I didn’t know about it till Sunday. Thank you 
After telling him where the paper was, he proceeded to ask me what was on it and the items that I didn’t want him to know about. He enjoyed the ideas and unfortunately it looks like we have a new punishment (not the good type) for the future. I had no idea how long the scene last but apparently it last about 2 hours before I gave in and told him.
There was one thing that I wanted to know about though, he was giving me hints about one of the things that he was going to do involving fire. He asked me if I wanted to be told it or experience it and of course I chose experience it. He did it nicely since I was well worked over. He took tea candles and put them on a stool, just above my suspended ass. The heat rose and started to burn. If the nipple thing didn’t make me give in, this surely would.
After I gave in, he held me in the sling before taking the tacks out of my ass. I’ve never had so many in before and they killed coming out. Blood was dripping and tears were running down my face. After all of them came out, he took me down, cuddled with some blood all over us and we basket in our post play glow and orgasmed.
It was a great scene overall but completely different from play we usual do. I felt like I was some place else with the bag over me and him interrogating me. It didn’t feel like him at most points (which was a good thing). There wasn’t the usual subspace high that I usually experience but a different high from resisting, the pain. We talked about it afterwards and he purposly didn’t touch me and created a distant between us that made this type of scene worked. What a unique and fun way to spend our long weekend, I can’t wait to do another interrogation scene again.
[...] Originally posted in two posts: Part I and Part II [...]