Busty Babes 1/Busty Babes - Vol 1.iso/stories/linda13.txt

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LINDA MEETS THE HANDSOME "MASTER OF THE 'RINGS'"

Part 1   Chapter 3


Suspended from her "Maiden's Frame" of Stainless Steel in a host of
tight  leather straps, Linda had observed that the white, vinyl matted
floor looked to be about four or five feet below her, though that
observation didn't really  matter much since she was helplessly
suspended, face down with that pair of  bare male feet and leather
encased legs off to her right, toes pointing toward  her, and there was
NOTHING she could do about it but LOOK. The ball gag was  back in her
mouth, seated in her obscenely propped open mouth (damn that ring  had
hurt her mouth!), and she was again speechless as well as immobile.

Suddenly, the bare feet and legs moved and she heard another one of
those  "Clicks". She could feel her head begin to lower toward the
floor and her feet  rise toward the ceiling as her immobilized body
began to rotate about her  middle. The floor and it's gleaming, white,
vinyl mat came ever closer to her  head as her "mounting ring"  rotated
in a wide, downward circle and her sweat  drenched hair started  to
hang downward over the straps that bound the  stainless steel ring and
the ball tightly and painfully into her mouth. She  focused her eyes on
the stainless steel arc of the outside ring that passed at  90 degrees
to her body, below her and, soon, the intersecting  ring was out of
her field of view as her head passed above it.

Her body paused as the rotating motion ceased for a while. Linda gazed
outward  across the black vinyl walled room with its white vinyl matted
floor and, for  the first time, saw a large door at the far end of the
room, also vinyl covered and now closed tight, sealing her and her
sexual tormentor in the room alone,  all by themselves, or so she had
presumed.

In her upside down position she could see a portion of the mirrored
ceiling at  the far end of the room and not much else. The room, in
that direction was  plain and very blank. Hanging there in the tight,
all encasing stainless steel  frame, her legs splayed out and
spreadeagled toward the mirrored ceiling near  which her stretched and
pointed leather encased feet pointed their equally  stretched , tightly
tensioned pointed toes, Linda strained to look upwards from just above
white floor along the sweating, smooth plane of her suspended, naked
body, through heaving, sweat covered breasts. Her arms, equally
spreadeagled  and splayed out, pointed their extended and leather
entrapped fingers toward  the white expanse of the soft looking vinyl
matted floor. The huge steel rings  were nowhere in sight, nor was her
sexy attendant whom she had yet to behold in full. She remembered that
she had been confused and fearful as the familiar  objects she had seen
previously were no where to be found in her field of  vision.

The blood rushed to her head and she could feel her face becoming flush
as it  drained downward from her legs and lower body (which were
upward, now) into her downward pointed head, arms and upper body.

As the terror mounted and her strained mind raced, (thinking about
being  suspended this way indefinitely), her body began to slowly
rotate once more,  arcing around in the same direction. As her
obscenely spread legs began to  rotate downward back behind her and her
outstretched arms began to rise, more  and more of the mirrored ceiling
came into view, and with it an ever increasing panorama of the total
room and it's contents as revealed by the ever present  and growing
mirror above her. As her face rose in that steady arcing motion,  she
glimpsed her first view of her upper body in the mirrored ceiling and
promptly inhaled a huge quantity of air through her flared nostrils.
The  bizzare sight stunned her  into a numbing realization of her total
predicament.

She was indeed spreadeagled obscenely, and in a stainless steel frame
that  outlined her body with wide straps binding her tightly to it. The
frame, in  turn, was connected to one of the huge gimbaled rings by
stainless steel chains that passed through D-Rings welded to the edge
of the frame and extended  outward from the frame and her body to the
circumference of the ring where they were attached to D-Rings welded to
her "mounting ring" at regular  intervals.  Her spreadeagled body was,
indeed, the focal point of a series  of radial  chains except that
there were none between her spread arms and their pointed  fingers. As
her body slowly rotated to a horizontal, face up, position, she  noted
that there also were no gleaming chains between the ninety degree
spread  of her legs, thus, leaving her obscenely displayed sex, open
and vulnerable in  the apex of her widely splayed legs. OBSCENE, she
had though. Sexually  degrading and totally obscene! As she slowly
exhaled and gazed  with continued  amazement at her outstretched,
strapped and encircled body  in its present  helpless horizontally face
up position, she got her first glimpse of the owner  of the sexually
teasing and strong fingers that had put her through her paces  earlier;
AND...the owner of that now "well  serviced" male member that had so
recently enjoyed the deepest reaches of her very talented mouth to its
fullest.

He was standing outside the ring between her hugely spread legs, his
hands  resting on the gleaming "mounting ring" that held her spread
horizontally  looking face up......staring resolutely back at her in
the overhead mirrored  ceiling. His pale blue eyes met Linda's eyes for
the first time and he smiled.  From what she could see in the mirrored
ceiling, he was partially bald with  sandy, light brown hair, a full
but neatly trimmed beard with the broadest  shoulders and biggest chest
she had seen on a man in a long long time. He had  on a pair of tight,
full length leather pants, otherwise he was naked and  extremely well
tanned.

Her "Mounting Ring" was at a level even with his smooth, almost
hairless chest, just about in front of his nipples. In his right hand,
resting up on her "Ring" was a black box of some sort.

She saw him press the box with his finger and instantly there was one
of those  "Clicks" and her body and the "Mounting Ring" started to
rotate horizontally in a counter clockwise direction. As she and the
ring slowly rotated she got yet  another quick glance at the dimly lit
black wall behind her bare chested, sexy  tormentor;  that equipment
ladden wall with all the bondage and punishment  equipment shelved and
hanging on it..........and then it had rotated out of her field of
view.

She kept her eyes locked on his in the mirrored ceiling as she slowly
swung  around in a half circle, until finally, the top of her  head was
pointed  directly at him and he was between her ninety degree
outstretched arms,  although still outside her "Mounting Ring". She
heard a "Snap", saw his finger  move up off the black box and felt her
motion cease. He took his eyes off hers  and ducked under the ring
between her arms and gazed down into her eyes  directly. "God he's
handsome", she remembered having thought as she gazed up  into his pale
blue eyes. His eyes sparkled and seemed to smile down at her. He
raised his empty left hand and brushed his finger tips gently across
her  leather restrained forehead and back up into her  sweat matted and
coated hair. Then he lifted his hand forward and ran  a finger from the
tip of her nose  along it's length up between her eyes and across her
forehead into her hair and then lifted it off her head and let his arm
drop to his side.

He ducked back under the "mounting ring" and walked to the dimly lit,
ominous,  equipment wall which was almost out of her view. She heard
something rattling  and, soon, he returned with a wheeled cart with
drawers in it and some bottles  on top of it. Some of the bottles had
what looked like those hospital straws in them.....the ones that bent
in the middle as they came up out of the bottles.  He reached under her
head and unfastened her ball gag strap, then slowly lifted the gag up
out of her mouth. Then he reached over toward the side of her face  and
undid the strap that held that painful,  ever hurting stainless steel
ring  behind her teeth, resting against the roof and bottom of her
mouth and propping it obscenely open. As the strap loosened, he lifted
it upward. She cooperated  by opening her mouth as wide as she possibly
could. In the mirror, she saw the  strap and ring arrangement begin to
rise out of her mouth. When it was gone,  she closed her mouth, for the
first time in hours and hours, and sighed a great sigh of relief. She
looked up into the mirror and saw he was smiling back at  her. She
started to open her mouth to speak, but he frowned and put his finger
vertically upright in front of the center of his lips. She heard no
sound, but  understood the gesture for "be quiet".

As she watched him in the mirrored ceiling, he reached down and took
one of the strawed bottles off the cart top and raised it up along side
her face. He  pointed the straw down toward her mouth and she took it
between her lips and  sucked on it. Cool fluid flowed into her mouth
and toward her throat. She  swallowed and sucked more liquid up through
the straw, back down through it's  bent elbow, through her pursed,
sucking lips, into her mouth and then down her  thirsty throat into her
belly. She stared directly into his eyes the whole time and he stared
back, smiling.

Finally, she heard a gurgling sound coming from the bottle and the
fluid ran  out. He removed the straw from her lips, returned the bottle
to the cart top  and picked up another one, repeating the previous
process.

After four bottles had been exhausted, he ceased feeding her in this
strange  way. Each of the four bottles of liquid she had consumed had a
different taste. Two of them tasted like gatoraide. The other two
tasted somewhat like a  milkshake. She was about to thank him when the
ball gag suddenly appeared in  his hand in front of her face and he
pressed it firmly into her mouth and  buckled the straps tightly behind
her head. He stepped back and,  simultaneously, she heard another
"Click". Slowly her feet and toes descended  and her head rose as it
moved upward and forward; upward  toward the other  stainless steel
ring which arced majestically over-  head, a pin eminating from it's
outer edge up into the mirriored ceiling. As her head approached the
ring  she lost sight of it, but not before she realized that is was at
least two  inches thick and round in crossection. "Pretty sturdy", she
had thought. "I  wonder why so big and thick?" (Later, Linda would find
an answer to her silent  question......an answer she would never forget
and the recollection  of which  would do strange, sexually gratifying
things to her submissive  body as it  struck terror into her very soul
in the years to come).

There was a "Snap" and she stopped moving, stretched, NOW, from floor
to  ceiling, upright and grossly spreadeagled as her leather encased
finger tips  stretched toward the ceiling and her outspread legs and
their leather encased  toes pointed toward the floor. As she had been
rising, her handsome, blue eyed, bearded and silent tormentor had
appeared in front and slightly below her eyes. She could once again see
the black vinyl covered door and its receiving wall  which was behind
the handsome stranger who was now facing her. He bent over at  the
waist and then stood up and stepped backward. As he moved farther back
she  saw that he was dragging a half circle portion of the mat. He
dropped it and  returned, repeating the previous maneuver and dragging
another half circle of  white mat back and dropping it. As he walked
back toward her, he angled off to  her right.

Linda heard a noise over her head, but with her head anchored in the
frame in  an upright position perhaps two or three feet below the
ceiling, she was unable to see where the noise originated.

He came back into her field of view and stood placidly in front of her
gazing  slightly upward into her eyes. He smiled, reached forward
toward her with his  right hand and inserted his fingers in the crack
of her sex and spread her wide open. He looked back up into her eyes
from but couple of feet away and smiled  at her.  She understood.
Embarrassed she tightened her bladder muscles and a  golden stream
began to flow profusely until, about a minute or two later,  she  was
empty and it died to a dribble. He released her spread nether lips,
turned  his palm up and patted them gently, stepped back,  then moved
off again toward  her right. She heard a squeeking noise and, suddenly,
a fine spray of warm  water descended from the ceiling above her head
and upward from the floor  below, totally engulfing her in it's cooling
mist.. He returned and stood in  front of her as the water misted
downward and shot upward to bathe and cleanse  her bound, strapped.
rigged body. The water grew warmer until it was soothingly hot as it
struck her body and the ran down in rivers toward the floor. He  walked
back off to her right and returned with a small hose and nozzle in his
hand. He aimed the nozzle at her and squeezed the handle. The stream of
water  that resulted hit her between her outward thrust bare breasts,
stinging a  little, but not greatly.

Her bearded, handsome "attendant" played the stream downward until it
was  striking her lower belly just above her pubic hair and then he
lowered it and  let it massage her sex as he played it up and down her
crotch, kneeling down to assure that he got up under it with the
tingling, pleasant stream. He arced the stream down her left thigh and
then back up across her hair covered crotch and  sex and down the right
thigh. He repeated the process a half dozen times and  then stood up
and raised the stream up across her under belly, across her ten  inch
wide belly restraint, to the middle of her chest and then swung the
stream outward toward her right nipple where he gently circled the
stream for a minute and then moved across her chest to the left breast
and nipple and repeated the  process. Through all this, the mist flowed
from the ceiling down over Linda and the streams rose from the floor to
strike her legs and body. The hot, soothing  "bath" went on for about
ten minutes until he shut of the noozle, walked over  to her right and
the squeeking sound was heard once again and the water ceased  and the
noise above her head repeated itself.

Linda, could not see herself in the mirrored ceiling in her
spreadeagled  vertically upright position, but she had imagined that
she glistened with beads of warm water, all over her firmly bound body.

She heard one "click" and then another one and her head began to lower
and her  feet began to rise as she rotated clockwise at the same time.
When the twin  "Snaps" final sounded the ceasation of her downward and
sideways rotating  motions she was again horizontal, face up, but cross
ways with the long axis of the room instead of lengthways. The wall
with all the very dimly lit bondage  and punishment gear was to her
right and the door to her left.

She looked up and could see her bearded "friend" standing by the cart
smiling  back at her in the mirrored ceiling. He wheeled the cart over
toward her head  on the right and then opened a drawer and began to
remove objects from it and  lay them on the top of the cart. He picked
up what looked like a pair of  forceps and a long thin needle-like
shaft, ducked under the her "mounting  ring", and suddenly his face
appeared above and behind her head and he looked  down at her and
smiled.

His large hands and arms reached up along both sides of her head to
hover above her left breast, where his nimble fingers placed the tips
of the open  forceps  down over her left nipple and then closed them
tight over it from above. A  blinding burst of pain hit Linda as her
eyes beheld, in the over head mirrored  ceiling, her left nipple
crushed between the jaws of the  closed forceps. In  his right hand
appeared an ominous long, hollow and pointed needle. He aligned  the
needle so that it was pointed at her left nipple and the forceps from
the  direction of her right breast and began to press it through an
opening in the  head of the tightly clamped forceps.

LINDA WENT WILD WITH MOANING, GURGLING PROTESTS AND RUBBER BALL
STIFFLED  SCREAMS AS THE NEEDLE ADVANCED THROUGH THE HOLE IN THE
FORCEPS, THROUGH HER  LEFT NIPPLE AND OUT THROUGH A HOLE IN THE TIP OF
THE FORCEPS ON THE OTHER SIDE  OF HER CLAMPED NIPPLE AND CONTINUED
UNTIL IT WAS STICKING OUT OF HER NIPPLE AND THE FORCEPS ABOUT TWO
INCHES TOWARD HER LEFT, WITH THE REMAINING TWO INCHES  STICKING OUT ON
THE OTHER SIDE.

As she regained her composure and the pain subsided slightly, she
stared in  disbelief and fascination at her needle punctured nipple. A
little drop of  blood had appeared on either side where the needle
entered and exited her  nipple at the tip or head of the forceps. She
had heard of "nipple piercing",  but never in a million years would she
EVER have believed that she'd EVER see  her nipple pierced as it now,
quite obviously, was. Nor would she have EVER  consented to such idiocy
and destruction of her fine, twenty year old figure.  She attempted
every motion and sound she was capable of to register her  displeasure
and disapproval to this sandy haired, bearded, broad shouldered,
tanned SAVAGE who had just ruined her for life!

But he paid no attention to her and, instead, withdrew the needle and
inserted  a stainless steel pin or shaft where the needle had been,
released it, and  screwed a tiny little ball on the now leftward
protruding, bare threaded end of the shaft and took his fingers off the
shaft entirely when the little ball was  firmly screwed onto it. He
released the forceps, opened the jaws so they were  beyond the ends of
tiny "barbelled" shaft through her left nipple  and withdrew them
upward toward the ceiling in one continuous motion.

Linda remembered having stared up into the ceiling and back down at her
pain  engulfed left breast and the deeply reddened, tortured nipple
with the steel  mini-barbell stuck through it right to left across her
and over her left  breast. It wasn't very big, that mini-barbell,  but
it surely  WAS.................THERE!

As she contemplated the new ornament in her left nipple, with an ever
increasing, sickening feeling in the pit of her strapped stomach,  the
hands  and arms returned around the sides of her face and the same
forceps once again  descended over her right nipple and clamped down
tight. She went crazy with  moans, gurgles, rubber muffled protests and
restrained "almost" motions as the  forcep tips closed and clamped and
the long thin needle approached her RIGHT  NIPPLE. She was screaming
and protesting to high heaven, still, when the needle passed through
her trapped and now skewered right nipple and reappeared,  heading
toward her left breast and the room went dark and everything went
black.

When she came to, Linda remembered that she was in a head up, feet
down,  vertical, position and it was quiet and very very dim in the
room, almost dark, but not quite.

SHE AWAKENED WITH A START!.........THE STRAPS THAT HAD HELD HER
RIDGEDLY INTO  THE "MAIDENS FRAME" WERE.....GONE! THE DAMNEDABLE
STAINLESS STEEL RING AND THE  BALL GAG WERE BACK IN HER MOUTH, BOTH
PROPPING IT WIDE OPEN AND PLUGGING IT  TIGHT AT THE SAME TIME.

She attempted to move her head and found she could roll it around and
that it  was free to move in any direction she cared to move it. She
lower her chin to  her chest and looked downward. There, through each
nipple, were those skewering "barbells" out on the ends of her pert,
small twenty year old breasts. Had she  not looked, she thought, she
probabaly would not have felt them there, except  for a very dull ache
in each breast. She also sensed the same sort of "ache"  between her
legs in her crotch but she could not see down there at all and the
mirrored ceiling was no help at all in that regard, especially with it
so dim,  almost dark, in the room. She rolled her head backward and
looked upward at the ceiling and was startled to see her face looking
back at her from the mirrored  ceiling between her widely out-stretched
arms, which were in the same position, but unrestrained except for her
gloved/mittened hands which now were wrapped  around stainless steel
"trapeze rings" and buckled closed over the "trapeze  rings" to her
palms. The "trapeze rings" were, in turn attached to her two inch thick
outer "mounting ring" and several of it's spaced D-Rings by clamps or
clips of some kind. As she stared upward, she realized that all the
straps were gone and so was the "maiden's frame" and she was suspended
simply but  effectively by her gloved/mittened hands. She pulled upward
on her right leg as she stared at herself and found that her feet were
still encased in leather,  toes pointed and bound outspread as before
to the "mounting ring" or so she  surmised.

As she gazed upwards into the mirrored ceiling she suddenly realized
that there was a new, small, stainless steel ring in each ear, high up
in the cartilidge  of each ear and.........,OH MY GOD!.....A SLIGHTLY
LARGER STAINLESS STEEL RING  IN HER NOSE LIKE SOME SOUTH PACIFIC
SAVAGE! The shock of her realization and  the effect on her mind
instantly caused tears to roll down her cheeks and deep  sobs to heave
her body and her now pierced breasts. As she continued to stare
upwards in utter disbelief, she saw that her hair had been combed out
and up  into a ponytail on top of her head and  was thrust through a
wide, tight  leather band and braided over and around a stainless steel
loop or ring just  above the leather band so that the top of her head
was "crowned" by a  leather-ring-hair affair that now was as much a
part of her head as her own  hair and just as attached by virtue of the
fact that her hair was bound into it and around it in an almost
permanent, tight fashion. So tight, in fact, that  she could feel the
pull of her hair upward by the leather strap and ring and it raised her
forehead and eyebrows in the process.

As she gazed upwards in increasing shock and dismay, her body broke out
in a  running sweat. She was now like a spreadeagled "sex-freak" in
some sex orgy  show she had once heard about but totally disbelieved as
pure fantasy. THIS WAS NO FANTASY. She could see and feel it,
exceedingly well. TOO WELL! IT WAS  LINDA... ......AND......LINDA
WAS........"IT"!!!

As the awful realization of her altered state sunk in, the damnedable
"Click"  sounded and she rotated backward, head going down and feet
coming up. As the  inner ring rotated she looked up into the dim
ceiling and observed herself  thoroughly spreadeagled,  naked except
for her restrained and stretched hands  and feet, rings  in her nose,
her ears, her nipples, and......OH MY  GOD,.........RINGS  IN HER PUSSY
LIPS.....FOUR OF THEM.....TWO ON EITHER SIDE  OF HER SEX...
......STAINLESS STEEL RINGS!!!

Her stainless steel mounting ring rotated her head backward to a
horizontal  postion and then continued to rotate until her head was
hanging straight down,  her face toward the door end of the room, she
thought back and recalled, and  then it continued to rotate  until she
was once again horizontal, but face  down, looking at the floor, which
now had no mat and was, in fact a terrazo,  shower-stall affair with a
six inch curb around it to keep the water in, she  had supposed.

Her arms and legs tensioned and tractioned as the ring rotated around
in a  circle so that her body weight was at first carried by her arms
and then by her arms and her legs as she was horizontal and then by her
legs alone. And the  ring kept slowly rotating and her head rose, once
again toward the ceiling. The rotation continued for a long long time,
she recalled, and she alternated from  rightside up to upsidedown a
number of times, each time taking in more details  of both her position
and her now pierced body.

As she approached an upright, head up, position after that long series
of  "passes" around, she heard the ominous sound of the door opening
behind her and a series of leather on leather swishes that could only
mean leather encased  legs walking .....TOWARD HER. When her head
reached a straight up position there was a  "Snap" and her "mounting
ring" stopped.

As she listened to the swishing sounds behind her, the lights in the
room got  brighter and brighter........NO, NOT ALL OF THEM,....
..........JUST THE ONES SHINING ON THE WALL IN FRONT OF HER!!!

As she saw that black vinyl wall really clearly for the first time, she
inhaled sharply, her pierced nipples shuddered, her heart began to
pound like it was  going to come out of her chest and she threw her
head back and forth with a  frenzy over what she beheld.

There, on what she had supposed was a storage place for straps, gags,
belts and other bondage bondage and punishment gear were some of the
wildest things she  had ever beheld in her life. Whips of all shapes
and lengths and  sizes.....single stranded and multiple; Gags and hoods
of every imaginable shape and form; Leather and rubber body  suits;
Funny looking round rings with legs rising out of the rings to an apex
perhaps six to eight inches above them and a thread steel shaft
sticking back  down through the apex toward the center of the ring with
a handle on the shaft  above the apex and a ring welded to the shaft
below the apex, but above the  ring's center.

She turned her head from side to side taking in the black vinyl covered
wall's  contents carefully. There were paddles.....many of them; some
small, some large and some studded with wicked looking steel studs.
There were rods and  canes....many of them. And buckled straps buy the
scores...NO HUNDREDS!

And.......THERE WERE DILDOS.....ARTIFICIAL MALE COCKS....SOME SO HUGE
SHE HAD  TO LOOK TWICE AND FOCUS CAREFULLY TO BE SURE SHE WAS SEEING
WHAT SHE WAS  SEEING.

SOME OF THEM LOOKED TO BE THREE OR FOUR INCHES IN DIAMETER AND A FOOT
AND  A  HALF OR TWO FOOT LONG!..........AND SOME OF THEM HAD THREAD
STEEL SHAFTS   STICKING OUT WHERE THEY NORMALLY WOULD BE ATTACHED TO
THE MALE BODY!!!  MANY OF THEM HAD MEAN LOOKING KNOBS ALONG THEIR FLESH
TONED LENGTHS!

And over in one corner of the wall were a whole series of nipple
clamps, breast bands and lead or steel weights hanging ominously from
their hooks. She'd seen  these things in catalogs and laughed  about
it....THEN! Now she stared at them  in almost disbelief and a  huge
shudder rippled through her body.

Looking down at the floor in front of the wall she saw tripod devices
galore  with cranks on them to raise and lower their shafts rising up
through their  centers to a top or receiving head that was always
pierced with a threaded hole to receive a threaded shaft. Her head
turned toward the huge male cocks and  then back toward the tripods,
back and forth several times, and as she put the  two devices together
in her mind she began to buck and twist in her bonds  inside the
mounting ring and scream into her rubber ball gag and receiving  steel
ring with utter terror as she pictured the huge rubber cocks being
mounted on the tripods and screwed up into her cunt and her
ass......deep into  them until they had disappeared inside her,
spreading her and ripping into her  as they sunk deeper and deeper and
deeper into her most private parts to invade her expanded inards.

"HI, BITCH!!! "HOW DO YOU LIKE MY "SEX TOYS",............SLAVE?"

Hilda had strolled into view off on her right and then around in front
of her,  staring up into her face and smirking. She wore a
leather.....NO!......IT WAS  RUBBER!............GLEEMING, SLICK
LATEX!..  ......body suit that covered her from head to toe, except
that it had no crotch and it had holes through which her breasts
projected obscenely. Her face was  made up in such a way that she
looked like a witch........NO, LIKE A FEMALE  VERSION OF SATAN HIMSELF!

End of Part I - Chapter 3
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