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Terrier: I love quiet Sunday mornings, when I tie my submissive, N, using chains, and send her to prepare my breakfast, while I am walking our terrier bitch (real dog) outdoor I always return five minutes before the deadline I defined, and everything is ready. I do not know how N can manage this. I certainly have to come a bit sooner next time and watch her working. (Sorry, I cannot publish the pictures made in our kitchen, we could be identified). Note by Tom: those kitchen shots are truly lovely, they are well worth publishing - if you prefer to remain anonymous, lend a flat from a friend or make some pics at a hotel or mountain chalet... or at your visit at our place :-)
N: What about having a nice breakfast ďż˝ good idea, but I have to prepare it in chains, and within a limited time. Today my work was quite easy, my hands were tied to my waist only, but try this and you will see how hard it is to reach for a cup stored in the cabinet or to open the water tap... when the chain bites my wetness every time I make a step or move my hands.
On the way from the kitchen....
Terrier: N loves bondage. She is bound, unable to resist. She accepts passively, while still being so welcoming, hot, moist.
N: What a lovely feeling (Terrier tied me perfectly). The ropes embrace me, cutting my skin a bit, I can hardly breathe and still feel so aroused.
Slight modifications to the harness....
...are fun for both the Top and the bottom.
Terrier: N is not a pain addict, all punishment is light. The better - when I resort to the cane or whip, it is a great and effective correction tool. N always remembers she has to obey, the pain is so intense if she does not...
N: Sometimes I mess up or do not match Terrier's expectations. Errors must be corrected and there you see the result. Ouch, hurts, hurts so much...
Terrier: Absolute devotion, obedience and helplessness. All orifices open and ready for my perverted tastes. This will be a long night.
N: I resign to the fate and wait for what is to come. More punishment and suffering. Nothing happens for a while, but even though I cannot see, I know that something is coming. I smell a match being lit and then first drops of hot wax touch my skin. Then a whip hits my back and...
Note from the future (11.06.2001): Terrier has sent me some more photos (shot at my dungeon) and few lines of text:
Terrier: "I wanted to try Elizabeth's (N has got a new slave name) endurance. I bound her completely into a diamond harness and suspended her (for those who want to try this - be careful, I spent three months massaging her trapese muscle. She had to use her safeword, but she wanted to prove that she would go through anything for me. However, the ropes are not tender in full body suspension :-)))) After we left the dungeon, I had to give Elizabeth a glass of Rum to restore her to the state she had been before the scene :-)))
Elizabeth: "I had to strip and it was freezing cold. When the ropes started embracing me, I felt heat spreading through my body. My body and soul were warming up. Suspended above the floor of Tom's dungeon, I was hot. Terrier's touches made me horny and burning. The world was spinning, I was spinning :-)) When I was feeling like a torch, I was rewarded, allowed to climax. Then sudden delusion and cold came. Was it a punishment for the great moments of passion ?:-))
Note by tk: and two more nice photos without any narrative:
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