The Show

“Wake up my pet, time to get you prepared”
I swing your cage around a bit to waken you. You are still tired from the session the night before and still dressed. You had decided you wanted to keep your outfit on overnight, see how and if you could sleep.
“Mmmffff” as you begin to stir.
“How was your night? Did you get enough sleep?”
“Mmmmm” as you slowly nod your head.
I unlock your cage and slide you out. It is hard for you to move, being all harnessed up and cuffed like that. I lay you down on the bed and detach your cuffs from your harness at the small of your back, and unlock the chains from your ankle cuffs holding your legs folded. I push my hand between your legs; I can feel the wetness around your leather chastity belt.
“It seems you did ok last night. Let’s get you opened up and washed up.”
I roll you over onto the bed, then pick you up and carry you into the bathroom. I unlock the waist to your chastity barrier piece and remove it from your crotch. It dangles there from your body harness still attached at the front. I have you bend over forward, and pull the plug from your vagina first. I set it in the sink and turn on the hot water. Letting it run over the plug. I pull the plug slowly from your rear and let you sit down on the toilet to excavate yourself. I pull the condom off of the anal plug and wash both plugs off in the sink with antiseptic soap and rub them down with alcohol while you are taking care of your business.
“Let’s get you showered and then fed” I tell you as I help you up and lead you to the shower stall. I turn on the water and let it warm up. Then I lift up your arms and chain you to the shower head. Getting a scrub sponge, I soap up your body still bound in the harness and scrub you with the sponge and a washcloth. Turning off the shower I grab a towel and dry myself off. Then I get another and dry you off. I unlock your wrists from the shower head and lead you into the bedroom where I bend you over a bondage horse. I cuff your wrists and ankles to the corners and push my fingers into your pussy. I pull them out and squeeze your clit then I walk into the bathroom and get your plugs. I put a fresh condom on the anal plug and get the tube of lubricant. I lube up my fingers and work a couple into your ass. Then I lube up the plug and hold it to your rear opening. Holding it there with my hand I used to lube your ass, I guide my hard cock to your pussy with my right hand. As I push my cock into your vagina my pelvis pushes against the anal plug penetrating you both front and back at the same time. I hear you moaning around the ball gag wondering what you would be saying if you could talk. I fuck you hard and deep, the plug in your rear making you even tighter around my cock. The tightness and your body tightly restrained in the harness have me so turned on that I come after only five or so minutes. I will have to fuck you again before we go out on errands today. I get the other vaginal plug and insert it into you. Then I reach between your legs and wrap the chastity belt up through your crotch. I wrap the straps around your waist and pull them tight. Then I padlock them to keep them secure. You never know what a wild girl will try doing. I unlock your wrists and lock them together behind your back. Then I unlock your ankles and help you to your feet. Leading you downstairs, I set you in the corner of the kitchen and kneel down and remove your ball gag. You stretch your mouth and cheeks and look up at me.
“Are you hungry?” I ask.
You look up at me and nod.
I set a bowl of milk on the floor for you, and reach back and intertwine my fingers in your hair. I tip your forward holding your head by your hair, so your face is above the milk by a fraction of an inch.
“Lick”
You lap up some of the milk making a bit of a mess.
“You are going to have to clean that up” I tell you as I turn your head so you can see the milk on the floor.
I take a towel and put it between your teeth and using your head I wipe up the mess you made. Then I put the towel in the sink. I pick up a strawberry out of the bowl of fresh fruit I just cut. I pull your head back, still holding you by the hair, and hold the strawberry up in front of your mouth. I touch it to your lips. You stick out your tongue and I set it on your tongue, you pull it onto your mouth and eat it.
I let go of your hair and put a finger through a ring on your collar, I pull you up off of the floor and we go over to the nook. You kneel back down on the floor beside my chair. I sit down and set the bowl on the table. I set out the newspaper and read while I eat fruit from the bowl. Now and then I give you a piece. Some of the watermelon pieces are big so when you bite into them the juice runs down your throat and chest. I pull you up off of the floor and lick the juice from your neck and chest then push you back down to the floor.
“Are you ready for the show today?” I ask.
“I am a bit apprehensive about this show. This will be my first exposure.”
“You will be ok. I will have you hooded, so you will be anonymous.”
You smile.
“Let’s get you dressed then.” I lift you up by the collar and lead you out back to the workshop. Hanging up are latex outfits and standing in the middle of the floor is a stand. The stand has a steel post about 3 feet tall. About 8 inches from the bottom are eyebolts on either side. There is a hole in the base about 6 inches behind the steel post in the base. On the steel table is a big dildoe with a bolt out of the bottom. There is also a 6 ft long steel bar with an eye at the end.
I take you to the table and pick you up and set you on it. I unlock the chastity belt from around your waist and unlock the chain attaching it at the front of your harness. I un cuff your wrists from behind you and lay you back on the table. I remove your chastity belt and take it over to the drill press where I drill a hole in the bottom front of it. Bringing it back, I clean it up of shavings, and relock it to the front of your harness. I remove your vaginal plug and hold it up to you so you can smell my semen mixed with your juices on the plug. I set it down and pick up the big dildoe with the bolt out of the bottom. It is quite big, about 2.5 inches in diameter and about 8 inches long. I lubricate it and slowly push it inside of you. You arch your back as it goes in being as you are already tight with the plug in your rear. I pull the chastity belt back through your crotch and guide the bolt through the hole I drilled. The padlocks go back on.
I get out a roll of wide electrical tape. I cover all the padlocks, buckles and sharp edges of the harness and chastity belt and cuffs you have on with tape.
I take down a latex catsuit and pour a lot of lubricant inside and down the legs and arms.
I slide you to the end of the table and holding up your right leg I slide it on. The latex and lubricant is chilly and you squirm.
“It will warm up soon.” I lift up your left leg and slide the suit up your leg. I bunch up the rest of the suit around your upper legs then pick you up off of the table. As I bend you to lift you up you exhale and groan because of the large plugs held captive inside of you. I stand you up and pull the suit up over your body guiding your arms down the sleeves. I take a small radio controlled vibrator and reach into the suit and nestle it under your chastity belt on your clitoris.
I attach the zipper pull at the back and zip it down to the bolt protruding out of your crotch. The suit is very tight and you can see the outline of your harness under the latex. I put a slightly curved plate over the bolt at your crotch and slide a rubber washer over the threads to hold the plate in place. Next, I pick you up and set you on the post. Your feet are off of the ground. I rotate you around the post screwing your dildoe into the post and sandwiching the chastity belt and weight distributing plate between them. The plate also covers the zipper, so now the only way out is to either unscrew you from the post or cut you out of the suit and harness. Fully screwed on to the post, I slide some boots onto your feet that lace up and have holes cut on the inseams. I lace them to your feet guiding d-rings from your ankle cuffs through the holes.
I padlock your ankle cuffs to the rings at the bottom of the post.
Next is the back post. I insert it into the hole in the base where it snaps in. I attach a short chain from your collar to the ring at the top of the post to help you keep upright. I padlock your wrists back behind your back between you and the back post.
Now comes the gag, a big rubber ball. I insert it into your mouth sliding it behind your teeth. I strap it behind your head. Next is the mask. It is somewhat anatomical, with facial features. There are holes to breath and dark tinted windows to see through. I slide it over your head tucking your hair in under the hood and down the collar of your suit.
“How are you doing? Is everything ok?”
You nod your head slightly indicating ok.
I go over to the tool box and get out the paint spray guns.
I open the garage doors and with a hand truck I roll you outside into the driveway. The gates to the yard are closed so no one can see in.
I first paint your back a tawny yellow then your front a cream color. Then the side stripes in black. I get out paint brushes and paint your face by hand. When I am done you look like a mannequin panted like a human tiger.
“There, Perfect for the Art in the park show this afternoon.”
I walk around you admiring my handiwork. I pull a little transmitter from my pocket and press a button. The vibrator pressing into your clitoris turns on. I turn it back off immediately.
“Not yet, perhaps if you are good and immobile for the couple of hours at the show this afternoon, you can be treated on the way home.
I go pull the pickup around the back of the house and load you carefully into the back of the truck. I strap you and the post in with tie downs with you lying down on your back on a bunch of padding being careful not to scrape your paint.
Off to the show we go.
It is just a local community art show a few miles away so we arrive shortly.
I lift you out of the back of the truck and putting you on the hand truck, roll you to the sculpture section. I label you “human tiger”.
I enjoy watching the people mill around you with no clue that you are alive.
We do not win, because of all the lumps in my sculpture. I think to myself, all well, I’d rather have you harnessed than with an art sculpture contest.
The show is over and a very tall, beautiful woman walks up to me as I am rolling you out to the truck. She has red hair pulled back in a long ponytail, and white skin, like a tall Viking woman. Her body looks well sculpted and muscular, filling out her spandex bodysuit beautifully. She is wearing a black short skirt and an open bolero style jacket over the bodysuit so as to not stand out too much. There is a belt of chrome rings and leather straps around her waist. She has calf high boots that lace up with about 3 inch heels making her tower over most people.
She looks at you with interest and asks “what did you make the sculpture out of?”
I tell her “it is latex covering over an internal padded frame that I painted with latex paint.”
She looks at me, then you, and then she touches you. A smile creeps over her face. She feels the warmth you radiate.
“There is a real person in there?”
“Yes, you caught me.”
She slowly licks her lips.
“It looks like a she?”
“Yes, a very tightly wrapped she.” I reach into my pocket and pull out the remote. “Here, Press this”
She takes the remote and presses the button. You jerk slightly and squirm a little bit.
“I want one, how much does she cost?”
I look at her incredulously. “She is not for sale. But, I might let you borrow her sometime. Would you like to come watch me unwrap her?”
“I think I would like to take her just as she is. By the way, my name is Erika.”
“Nice to meet you, I am Patrick.”
She runs her hand down your arm and squeezes above your elbow. “Any particular requirements she has?”
“Well, don’t break her, and have fun. Let me load her up and I can deliver her for you. What is your address?”
We trade contact information, then I wheel you over to the truck. I lift you up and lay you down on the padding carefully in the back of the truck. Erika pulls around in her car and we take off, following her down the road. We go up into a ravine and end up at an older basalt stone house set back in the trees. She comes over and helps me unload you. We carry you up the front steps and set you down while she opens the door. In through the living room and into a back room with a high ceiling which looks to have been a studio or study at one time. There are windows looking out over a garden with no other houses or buildings in site. We set you down and stand you up in the middle of the room. Discreetly embedded in the overhead beams and in the corner moldings of the trim are solid rings mounted. There is what looks like a gynecological chair in the corner and a low workbench with some built in cabinets along the walls.
“I will come back for her tomorrow morning. It is best to keep her restrained at all times, she can get frisky if not kept in check. Her only dietary restriction is no red meat, other than that, feed her whatever you want. Oh and here are the keys, she has been mounted now for about 4 hours, she may need to relieve herself. She is potty trained.” With that, I walk over to you, and peer into your smoked lenses. Your eyes dart around furtively. I kiss you on the forehead and lips then walk out. “Have fun!”
She walks over to you and inspects your predicament for a while. Fondling the padlocks she looks at the key types and checks out the mounting posts you are attached to. She fondles your wrist restraints and starts to unlock them, then changes her mind. She reaches down and unlocks your ankles, then stands up and unlocks your neck. She wraps her arms around your waist and attempts to lift you off of the base. She manages to lift you about ¾ inch and realizes you must be stuck on there some other way than just sitting on the little plate she sees there. She drops you back down and you let out a grunt as the dildoe pushes up inside of you. Standing back, she looks at you for a few minutes then kneels down in front of you and inspects your crotch. She pokes and prods with her fingers and finds the zipper pull. She pulls it open and sees the leather between your legs. She squirms her fingers in and feels the plugs inside of you.
“Hmmmmm” as she stands up. She looks at your hood, and pulls it off over your head. Seeing the big ball gag, she runs her fingers over your cheeks and across the gag. Then she reaches behind your head and unbuckles it. She works the ball out of your mouth. You stretch your mouth and run your tongue around the insides of your cheeks.
She asks “how are you attached?”
Stretching your mouth, you slowly respond. “I think he screwed me on.”
“Screwed you on?”
“Yes, the back post comes out, and then you will have to rotate me around to unscrew me from the base. There is a huge dildoe up inside of me with a bolt out the bottom through my chastity belt guard that is screwed onto the top of the post.”
“Wow, I like his thinking.” She inserts the ball gag back into your mouth and buckles it behind your head. She wiggles the back mounting bar then twists it, it clicks loose and she pulls it out. Holding you by the waist she rotates you around the post unscrewing you from the mounting post. You come loose and she holds you up, then sets you down on the floor on your feet. You are a bit wobbly, and she helps you over to the gynecological chair. She sets some pillows side by side on the chair then sets you back on it. Your arms behind you nestle between the pillows. She picks up your feet one by one and sets them in the stirrups. She opens a drawer and pulls out a couple of chains. Wrapping them around your ankles then the stirrups she uses your ankle padlocks to lock them in place. You squirm a little, but find you are securely attached. Now Erica starts paying attention to your crotch again, you lift your head in an attempt to watch what she is doing but it is difficult. She slides a hand up under you and unzips your catsuit up to the middle of your back. Then she reaches in and feels the padlocks and tape. She removes the tape and unlocks the padlocks. She pulls the metal plate off of the bolt and pulls the leather covering piece from between your legs. The vibrator falls away, and she sees for the first time that you are plugged front and rear.
“What a devious man” she says to no one in particular. Then she stands up and unlocks the chains from your feet. “We probably need to give you a relief break.” As she sets your feet down on a step and helps you sit up. Out of the drawer she takes another chain and padlocks it to your collar, as a leash. She grabs you by the hair in one hand and the leash in another and helps you up off of the chair. Walking behind you with her fingers intertwined in your hair she guides you to the bathroom. She moves you around so you are straddling the commode and lets loose of the leash, holding on to your hair. She reaches down and first pulls the plug from your pussy. Then she reaches around and pulls the plug from your rear. She is nowhere near as gentle as I am, treating you more as an animal than a human. Holding your hair, she sets you down on the commode.
“Get rid of everything now my pet, for this may be the last chance you get tonight.” She turns and walks from the room. A few minutes later she returns, and lifts you up off of the commode by the collar. She takes you to the shower and pushes you in. She turns on the water, cold at first, and it seems to take forever to warm up. She unlocks your wrists from behind you and unzips your suit the rest of the way. Slowly she peels it from your body. The lubricant has absorbed into your skin and as she peels you, it feels almost like she is peeling skin from sunburn. The water feels good on your skin. She runs her fingers under the straps of your harness, giving your skin relief and peels the tape from the buckles and locks. She takes the removable shower head and sprays off your crotch, and taking a fairly rough sponge she scrubs your body and crotch. Now you are just standing there in your harness.
“I like the harness, it will stay.” She seems to say to herself. When she talks it is to no one in particular, hardly ever really addressing you directly. She fondles the crotch piece of your chastity belt and seems to be thinking to herself. She gets out of the shower, and hangs up the suit. Then she dries herself off, and turns off the shower. She pulls you out of the shower and relocks your wrists together behind your back. She Brushes your hair and braids it while it is still wet.
“There, A Better leash.” She grabs your braid and pulls you back down the hall and into the studio. Letting go of you she walks to the table. You see that she has gotten out a spreader bar and now a chain hangs down from the ceiling in the middle of the room. Picking up the spreader bar and a couple of padlocks she walks to you and kneels down behind you. You feel her lock one end of the bar to your right ankle, and then she grabs your left and pulls it away from your right. You feel like you are splitting because she has spread your ankles so far. She locks your left ankle to the other end of the bar. She stands up, and nuzzles your neck, then she bites you. You turn your head to look at her and she smiles. She lifts up on your wrists behind your back higher and higher, bending you over at the waist. She locks your wrist cuffs to the chain hanging down from the ceiling. She walks to the table and picks up a long chain. She walks back to you and sets it on your back. You feel the cold steel. She locks one end to the chain from the ceiling and wraps an arm under your waist, lifting you up so you are on your tiptoes; she attaches the middle to the back of your harness, helping to hold your weight off of your arms and around your waist.
Thinking out loud again she says “I have always wanted to fuck a girl in the ass with my strap on.”
You try to squirm but it just puts undue strain on your arms and legs, so you give. She walks around in front of you, and pulls up your head by your braid.
“Ready?” She drops your head and walks to one of the closets. Opening the door, she pulls out a strap on with a huge dildoe, about 2 inches in diameter and looking to be 9 inches long, and a tube of lubricant. “You should be stretched already from the plug in your ass all day so this should be a good size for you.” She straps on the harness and turns to you. She walks to you and the first you see of it is when she holds it under your face. Your eyes get really big. She pulls up on your braid again. “Better get this thing well lubricated with your mouth if I were you.” She reaches down and removes your ball gag. Roughly she pulls the ball from your mouth with the straps and drops it on the floor. Pulling your head back by your braid, this is now drying out causing your hair to pull tight on your head. She pushes the smooth long dildoe into your mouth. You start to twitch and gag as she tries pushing it down your throat.
“Now now, that is enough of that.” She swats you on the ass with her hand leaving a big red hand print. She pulls the dildoe from your mouth and dropping your head, she walks around behind you. She lubes up her fingers and sticks them into your rear. She pours more lube onto the crack of your rear, then lubes up her dildoe. She pushes it against your rear and you begin to whimper. She pulls from you and walks to another cabinet, she opens the door and removes a crop hanging there. Returning to you, she leans down and asks, “Do you want to be gagged for this?”
You shake your head no, and she smiles, “good girl.”
She puts more lube on her dildoe, then starts to swat your ass with the crop, fairly hard to start off. Then she presses the dildoe against your rear and starts to crop your back and thighs. You squirm around as she pushes into you working the dildoe slowly into your ass. Once the end is in and your rear has dilated, she hangs the crop from the fingers of your hand and reaches between your arms and grabs your braid. Pulling your head back she pulls you onto her dildoe Impaling your onto her toy. She fits the whole thing into your rear and then stops and waits for a minute. Slowly she pulls back and then holding you by your braid she starts to move in and out of you. She fucks you like that for about ten minutes gradually speeding up. She stops and reaches behind her and unbuckles the harness from her. She takes the rest of the chain and wraps it through your crotch over the harness then back up around your waist, holding it inside of you. Walking over to the gynecological chair she releases the stops to the casters and rolls the chair over to in front of you. She sets the casters again and climbs up into the chair.
“You have had your fun, now it is my turn. Eat.” She takes your head in her hands and shoves your face into her crotch. You are not eating to her liking so she sits up and grams the crop hanging from your wrists. She lays back and holding the braid of your hair in her left hand, and the crop in her right, she proceeds to whip you while she pulls your face tighter and tighter into her crotch. She is getting very wet mixed with your saliva. You are tonguing her labia and clit for all you are worth. She especially seems to enjoy when she gets an exceptional swat to your thighs or back causing you to jump shoving your face harder into her crotch. She seems to take forever, whipping you and pulling your hair and face into her crotch. Finally, she starts breathing hard and stops whipping you. She puts the whip hand on your head as well and pulls your face into her hard, rubbing herself on you and her clit on your nose so hard it feels like she may break it. She suddenly relaxes and lets go of your head. After a few minutes she runs her fingers over your cheeks and lips and face.
“I like you pet; I will have to see if Patrick will let me borrow you again sometime. You are a good little slave, pet.” She slowly gets up and releases the chain from your wrists, holding you while she tips you up. She removes the chain to your waist from the hanging chain letting it dangle from your waist still holding the strap on harness and dildoe embedded in your rear. Moving around to in front of you she leans down and tips you over her shoulder. She stands up and carrying you over her shoulder, takes you to an adjoining room, her bedroom. At the foot of her bed is a cage. The bed is made of steel 2 inch diameter tubes in a lattice work style canopy frame.
“I was thinking of keeping you in the cage, Patrick said you like them, but I think since I only have you tonight, I will keep you in bed with me.” She leans forward and lays you down on the bed. She pulls the covers out from under you and slides you over to the middle of the king size bed. She pulls a chain up from the foot of the bed and locks it to a ring at the middle of your spreader bar. Then she takes pillows and stuffs them under your back, arching it and relieving some of the weight off of your arms. Next she pulls a chain from the head of the bed and locks it to your collar chain.
“there, Don’t go anywhere.” And she walks out of the room. You contemplate what she must have in mind for you in the while she is gone.
She returns wearing a tight latex catsuit with an open crotch. She turns out the lights and crawls into bed next to you.
“Night night, Patrick will not be here to get you until about ten tomorrow morning, after we have breakfast……”