SUSPENSION WITH ROPES (FOR WOMEN)

[ADDANUS]

Just imagine your master Addanus doing this to you 😈

Close your eyes, pet. You’re in my training room now, the one with steel hooks glinting from the ceiling like hungry teeth. Guess what I’ve got planned for you tonight?

Kneel 👇🫰. Naked 🫰. Good girl. Now lie back, wrists crossed behind you. Feel the coarse rope coil five times around your left thigh… slow, deliberate, the fibers biting just enough to remind you who owns this skin. I leave a tail dragging across the floor like a promise. Your right leg gets the same treatment. Your breath hitches; you’re dying to ask, but one word earns punishment. Smart girls stay silent. Your pulse drums louder than my footsteps.

Blindfold slips over your eyes…blackout. A thick silicone gag stretches your jaw, muffling every pretty plea. Darkness and silence swallow you whole. Your world shrinks to touch.

Rope snakes under your armpits, cinches your shoulders back until your chest thrusts forward like an offering. Another loop behind your spine locks you in. I ease you flat on the cool floor. Your wrists near the hands, get wrapped tight, palms ***d open, separated. No escape.

Then the pull. Your ankles yank upward, slow and relentless. The room flips. *** rushes to your head as you dangle upside down, legs splayed wide in a perfect V. You try to close them, can’t. The ropes bite deeper. Your fingertips brush air where the floor used to be. I haul your torso straight, then wrench your arms back until your shoulders scream. Every inch of you is stretched, exposed, mine.

Gagged. Blind. Suspended. Your breasts sway heavy, nipples stiff in the chill. Your cunt and ass are split open to the room, dripping, defenseless. You feel the air kiss every slick fold.

Clack. Nipple clamps snap on…vicious pressure. You squeal into the gag; I chuckle low. Tiny chains tug upward, stretching your tits toward the ceiling. The burn blooms hot and bright. You can’t even wiggle.

Two engines growl to life. Buzzzzz. A thick, ridged vibrator head nudges your entrance, then shoves in, stretching you wide. It’s on brutal. I twist it, hunting that spot just behind your clit. You buck; the ropes hold. A second vibe, smaller, merciless pins your clit from the outside. Huuuuummmmm. Inside and out, you’re a live wire.

You come hard, thighs trembling, drool soaking the gag. The clamps bite sharper as your breasts bounce. But I crank both toys higher. Higher. Your second orgasm rips through you like a seizure, then a third, slick running down your crack, pooling at your plugged mouth. You’re a mess of sweat and shame.

Silence. The vibes cut off. Relief floods you until my tongue drags up your slit, slow and filthy. I suck your clit like I’m starving. You sob into the gag, hips jerking uselessly. Fourth climax explodes straight into my mouth. I swallow every drop.

“Good girl,” I murmur, wiping my chin. “Don’t go anywhere.”

Footsteps fade. The door clicks shut.

You hang there, blind, gagged, dripping, nipples throbbing just waiting for round two 😈.