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continued to move down her arms, gradually
welding her forearms together with ever-tighter coils of the rope, pausing only
for a moment to remove the cuffs from her wrists and drop them to the floor
next to her. What should have been a moment of relief offered her none, as
tight coils of rope replaced the relatively loose confinement of the handcuffs.
    “Scoot back a
bit, will you, princess?” he chuckled as he moved back to sit on the backs
of her knees and then reached underneath her hips to pull her waist up off the
floor. “Thanks, sweetness.”
    Jessica’s
stomach fluttered nervously as she felt him pull up on the lower hem of her
top, baring her flat belly. She panted through her nose, drool sputtering
from her mouth as she tried to plead with him behind the gag. She felt him
wrap the end of the rope from her arms around her bare waist, pulling it tight
until it dug into her smooth flesh. She grunted as he tied the ends of the
rope in place around her stomach with a pair of final tugs. The tug of the
tight rope into her belly seemed to intensify the efforts of the vibrator. She
whined softly as she felt herself beginning to gradually approach climax
against her will. She hated her body for its betrayal of her mind as it found
pleasure in this horrific circumstance. The rope around her waist pinned her
bound hands to the small of her back, and she sobbed helplessly, mewling behind
the gag as despair filled her.
    “Are you
figuring it out yet, princess?” he asked, leaving the remaining ends of
the rope to dangle on the ground in front of her as his hands moved over the
sides of her hips, “recognizing just how bad this is all going to be for you?”
    The walls
felt like they were closing in on her as his hands roamed over her hips and
down her trembling thighs while the cameras continued to snap more pictures of
her torment. She felt small and powerless beneath him and in the firm grip
of his ropes. It seemed like she couldn’t get enough air through her
stuffy nose, sobbing and panting desperately as she squirmed in the tight
ropes. Once more, she felt his hands slip beneath the hem of her skirt,
lifting it up to expose the firm globes of her pantied ass. She cried out as
she felt his hands on her bottom, her whole body quivering under the merciless
attentions of the vibrator.
    “Yours is
quite possibly the most luscious body that I have ever seen, princess,” he
practically purred as he ran his hands over her bottom. “It seems like a shame
to mar such a perfect ass, but hopefully there won’t be any permanent marks,
and it’s for a good cause after all.”
    His words
sent a shiver down her spine and she bucked beneath him, yanking at the ropes
that welded her arms together helplessly behind her. The cuffs on her
ankles clinked noisily against the concrete floor as she kicked at them. She
heard him unzip a bag and craned her neck to see him remove a heavy staple
gun and a bundle of paper strips in the shape of donkey tails. Hot tears
stung her eyes as she realized what was coming, and she squirmed beneath the
weight of her captor as she felt a piece of the paper and then the tip of the
staple gun press against her right ass cheek through the thin material of her
panties.
    “This is
going to hurt a lot, I would imagine,” he chuckled.
    Jessica
screamed as he pulled the trigger and the cruel staple bit into the tender
flesh of her ass. She yanked at the ropes on her arms and tried to twist
free as the little piece of metal stung her like a wasp. The sharp jolt of
pain from the staple seemed to flash through her body to meet the pleasure that
radiated between her legs, somehow intensifying it.
    She panted,
whimpering behind the ballgag as she felt him line up the gun against her other
asscheek, and then cried out as it fired again. It was painful, but made
worse by the humiliation that accompanied it and her complete inability to stop
it. Tears streamed from her eyes, mingling with the