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A leather collar around my neck that was locked into place. A breast harness placed on me, rope tied around my waist that lead down to my crotch. He took the remaining rope and attached it to the chains that hung down from my ceiling. Allowing me to lean forward without the risk of falling but still giving me the choice of where I would put my weight on. After getting use to the position, he attached the rope to my ankle cuffs to only make it possible to put the weight on my knees and lean forward.

The breast harness was starting to dig into me and a good portion of my weight was being put on my breast. We tested out a couple of new toys including a breast pump but it was difficult to use it with just him having his hands. It was a really nice sensation and I’m looking forward to testing it out some more. After a quick run with the pump, he placed my vibrating nipple clamps on my nipples, which sent the vibrations all over, making me wetter.

My breast were getting more and more sensitive the longer they hung and slowly started turning pink and red. He took out the fid and started scratching me before leaning back and watching me struggle against the bonds. After watching me struggle a bit, he grabbed a pair of clover clamps and I knew I was in trouble. After taking a ball gag, he secured it so that I would have to hold onto the gag with my mouth (not secured around my head) and connected to the chain. He wanted to see me struggle and loves pushing me into that space. The clover clamps were intense against my already sensitive nipples and I was breathing heavily with all the sensations that I was experiencing. The next thing I knew, he went to grab some weights and came back with an anal hook. I thought that he was going to insert it inside me but instead he attached it to the gag that I was barely holding onto

It was difficult holding the gag in my mouth with all that weight pulling on them. I kept trying to suck it back, deeper into my mouth and not allow it to fall. At one point, I managed to move my weight so I was on my feet and tried balancing it on my knee but no matter what I did I couldn’t do it. Eventually, I couldn’t hold it anymore and the gag fell out my mouth. The pain/pleasure was incredible and he quickly grabbed and took the clover clamps off my nipples.

He started to remove the rope that attached me to the hard points and I was a puddle on the ground, holding my breast and admiring how sensitive they felt.

I have a midterm this Monday for a University accounting class that I’m taking. I get a bit worked up about my performance in school and am determine to remain an A student. Since I’ve devoted a fair amount of time in order to be prepare I decided that I could afford a study break this afternoon.

I was dressed in nothing but my knee high boots and a chest harness as I sat down in the sling and laid back. My arms were cuffed to the chains above me and my legs in the stirrups. He took a piece of hemp rope, put it though the chain and attached clove clamps to it. He set it up so when I would moved in the sling it would cause the rope to pull on the clamps or whenever he desired to give them a tug. He started out by pulling on my breast until every single movement caused shivers in me and paddling me until my ass was red. Since my ass was already on fire, he decided he wanted to include some electricity and pulled out the violet wand.

Before he started with the wand, he realized I was going to be loud and decided it was time for me to wear the gas mask. I was helpless in the sling, muffled and with every movement pulling on my nipples when I heard the familiar buzzing sound from the wand. He came closer to me, moving it up and down and occasionally zapping my clit. He brought it lower and started moving it around my ass, making it tingle with every zap. He proceeded to constantly switch areas, making me unaware of where the next sensation would be placed on my body. The electricity constantly made it’s way to my clit, making me shake in my bounds. After working me over and making sure I was fully relaxed and tingly it was time to release my nipples, which were throbbing and tender. The clover clamps came off and the rush of blood flooded back to my nipples, I was in a high state of ecstasy. He slowly removed the gas mask, untied the rope from my bounds and guided me to my bed where I slowly started coming back to the world around me. I was left soaking wet, throbbing and more focused then ever to continue studying for my mid-term that would face me the next day.

**Babeland has a great article about nipple play, which provides a lot of information for those trying it for the first time or even for those with more experience. Clover clamps are a favourite of mine and have remained a stable of mine since I first experience them. I love the pain they inflict and the feeling of them coming off. One of my favourite things about clamps is they come in a variety of intensities. Here is a link to find our perfect pair of nipple clamps**

This is a post that I made about a play session that I had at the November Rascals (2007). I love predicament bondage, having to choose between two or more demanding, difficult or painful activities adds a new element to scene.

After catching a cab we ended arriving on time. After socializing for a bit and a couple of smokes I ended finding myself in the play area. I had no idea what PG was going to do. I was only told to bring my cuffs, wear my smart balls and to dress in a certain way. I was trying to piece together what was going to unfold however I could only take guesses based on what I saw.

After being told to undress down to my stocking and thong he placed my cuffs on me and told me to flip over onto my stomach. After being secured to the stretcher, he started flogging me and using a wide variety of instruments on me. I could not keep still at all, anytime that the cane, paddle or flogger would come in contact with my inner thigh or land on my ass I would move and squirm way too much. The smart balls would just vibrate inside me and I could not help my reaction and orgasms. Plus I was in the mood to be bratty with him.

The paddling was really intense and sent waves threw me. I really love all the sensations and after my butt was on fire, he took out the cane and started using it on me. After moving around a bit to much, PG took out the bondage belt and secured it along my waist and tight. Not being able to move at all made it more and more difficult but also increased the sensations and sent me into an even deeper space.

I was in such heaven and after some nice welts and bruises he untied me and ordered me to flipped over to my back. I was purposely trying not to put pressure on my butt and was getting away with it until the final cuff was placed on my ankle. I had no idea what was going to happen next, I was looking up at the suspension frame seeing the rings above me and a pulley with rope. He started placing clothes pins around my breast with a piece of thin rope/thick string connecting them all together. After the clothes pins were placed all around my breast, he placed one directly on both of my nipples and connected them to the devices above me. He then went down to my inner thigh and placed clothes pin on them as well.

I love the feeling of clothes pins on me as he pulled them the sensations increased. He had them all attached over head, which was connected to a pulley with weight at the bottom. I saw him attaching a cock gag to where the rope was. It was set up that if I kept the cock gag in my mouth, the clothes pins would stay attached. The tricky part was that the cock gag was being pulled on by the ropes above. After the tension increased I was trying to hold on as hard as I could, and was able to for a bit of time. It became difficult because I was not able to suck the gag back, once I lost a bit of grip. I could feel it slipping but after digging in I was able to manage to hold it in my mouth a bit longer. Finally, I could not keep holding back the tension and it slipped out of my mouth.

I cannot even find the words to describe how it felt but all the clothes pins came flying off and produced this wonderful, painful sensation that floored me and left me breathless and with a huge smile on my face. We played a tiny bit as he was bringing me down and cleaning up the mess around us. He would do those evil sadistic things like run the rope across my nipples, which were tender and sore, making me cum with a slap of his hand on my face, and rubbing and grabbing the areas that are all red and sore.

The scene was intense, creative and hot. He always comes up with ways to surprise me and is really good at keeping me in suspense as I never know what is going to happen.

After spending time coming down together, I was feeling more grounded which processed with a visit to the back room. In the back I talked to some old friends and met some new people and then went back to the dungeon area. The night ended up with imprompt cuddling, nipple play, bitting and even a bit of ice on my nipples. It was really sweet and kept me in a perfect subspace feeling.

This brings back warm, pleasant and hot memories. I really have to get myself in a situation like this soon. Now off to have my own private fun, I think I will included some clothes pins tonight

Alpine SubDreams

Hanging by my breast

Study Break