Torture and Bondage

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I first met Buck at a BDSM web site and we’ve been on-line chatting for about a month now. He told me that he was into bondage, CBT, and lots of other stuff, but last night when he asked me over for the first time he wasn’t real specific...So I didn't know what to expect.

Excerpt:

He leads me to a door at the end of the hall and opens it. In the middle of the room is a stockade. The resemblance to the medieval torture device is obvious but this one is built on a steel frame. There’s a vertical steel pole on each side with a horizontal wood bar going between them. The wooden bar has a big hole cut in the middle for someone’s neck and smaller holes on each side for the wrists. That’s going to be my neck and my wrists. He leads me up to the bar and removes the top half of the wood stocks.

He leads me to a door at the end of the hall and opens it. In the middle of the room is a stockade. The resemblance to the medieval torture device is obvious but this one is built on a steel frame. There’s a vertical steel pole on each side with a horizontal wood bar going between them. The wooden bar has a big hole cut in the middle for someone’s neck and smaller holes on each side for the wrists. That’s going to be my neck and my wrists. He leads me up to the bar and removes the top half of the wood stocks.

“Assume the position” he says. Adding “I always love saying that” with a bit of a smile. I look down at the three half circles that I’ll soon occupy. The wooden bar is low enough that I’ll have to lean completely over. He puts the end of my chain on the far side of the neck hole and walks around behind me to take off the handcuffs. Then he goes around to the front side again and since I haven’t moved, he gives the chain a light tug to pull my neck into place. To keep my balance I can’t help but put my hands into the half circles meant for them. As soon as I’m in position, he puts the top half of the wood bar back and pushes in some pins that hold it there.

I’m facing the floor and when I try to look up, Buck’s crotch is right in front of my face with a big bulge in his leather jock strap. He unlocks the steel collar and takes it off.

I’m stuck. My hands and neck are securely in the ......