The Old Courtroom

Introduction to chapter two.

First I want to thank all you who have written reviews for the first chapter of the story. It really means a lot to me to receive these reviews as they tell me if I'm on the right track as well as a lot of the reviewers have written suggestions for the story. I have always loved this dynamic process as it both helps me and it makes me feel like we are more peoples writing the story. I think it is great that the average vote is 8.5 as I only have uploaded one chapter. The reviews can be read using the link http://www.bdsmlibrary.com/stories/review.php?storyid=3305

I'm happy to tell that I finally have succeeded finding a reader ready to do the proofreading needed before the upload. He is from UK. I have planned to ask him if he is ready to make the corrections needed in chapter one as well. I'm extremely happy that he contacted me and I think we all need to thank him for doing it as the work he is doing makes sure you all will be able fully to enjoy the story without being angry with me that I make faults. He hasn't told me yet if I'm allowed to mention his name in the story. Maybe you will hear more about him in the introduction for chapter three.

I have not yet succeeded finding a true co-writer ready to be a 'poor' victim in the story. I have been contacted by one woman who really sounded interested but I'm not sure if she is still with me. Maybe some of the female readers haven't indicated interest because they thought it would be too much work both to write and to do the proofreading. After I have found my new friend in the UK I can tell that all you will have to do is to help me keeping the story on track and write some pages for it from time to time. I will make sure that we make the agreements needed for being sure that it continue to be fun and enjoyment to write it and not a pain n the ass (save for the pain a slave just love….smile) As I still think it is more fun writing the story with 'real' victims included I hope all female readers will think about it. If you think it could be fun to be a part of the story and help me writing it then do as told in the instructions above this introduction.

Furthermore I would be happy to hear from a 'cruel' Mistress as well. I have planned to introduce a Mistress later in the story. So if you are a Mistress and you think it could be fun to help me treating the 'poor' female slaves in this story then send me a letter using the EM mentioned above at the end of chapter one.

Some of the reviewers have told me they want me to write the story alone. I promise to make sure it still reflects my main ideal if I find co-writer(s) for it.

I can't approve new members for the group anymore. As I love to have readers as members of a group I have created a new one. The rules are the same as I still want you to write me a review for joining. I still prefer it to be written on the bdsmlibrary.com site. If it is difficult for you to do it then please send me a note and we will make an agreement. Reviews for the story can be written using the link http://www.bdsmlibrary.com/stories/review.php?storyid=3305

The link for the new group is http://groups.yahoo.com/group/friends_of_the_old_courtroom/

I still need to do some more preparation in the new group. I will do it as quickly as possible but right now I thought it was more important that I send the next chapter. I'm sure you all agree with me.

I think this is enough talking as you probably all are excited to write more. Please be kind and write me some reviews to tell me if you like it.

Here is what you all have been waiting fore. I'm excited to read your reviews for it.

I proudly present:

The old Courtroom

Chapter two

The diary, Pat's ordeal begins.

Mick woke up late. He had read the diary until the early hours of the morning, so he really was tired before he had gone to sleep. He really felt satisfied when he awoke. No work was planned and he thought about what he actually wanted to do today. Then he saw the diary lying on the table and he knew why he felt so good.

"I have never in my entire life had an orgasm like I had some hours ago. Even the best woman I have fucked can't beat the orgasm I had while thinking about that diary and what the old lady did to this slut" Mick thought.

He decided to make a cup of coffee and some breakfast and then he would remain in bed for a while and read some more. He was quite fond of the idea that he could lie naked in bed and enjoy the feeling it would surely give him between his legs while reading it. He took a sip of the hot coffee and enjoyed some of bacon and bread and then he finally couldn't wait any longer to continue with the diary.

" The 3rd of June 1952: I awoke early in the morning and the very first thing in my mind was my 'submissive' sweet little pet in my secret place. I hurried eating my breakfast as I was quite excited to se how the slut was after one more night in her steel dress. Then I thought to myself that there was no need to rush that much. I was sure she was going to wait for me. I couldn't help smiling while thinking that, as I knew that she had no other choice. She would probably even be happy to see me as this would mean I hadn't just left her in these steel restraints that she had no chance of removing. Furthermore it wouldn't help even if she was able to remove them as the heavy cell door would make sure she would remain in the area until a person with the right key showed up. I wondered about masturbating and having a nice morning orgasm while thinking about her, but I decided to wait. I figured out some other plans to make sure I would be even more satisfied than I would be by masturbating alone."

"Oh she really is lovely!!! What a great story teller!! I'm still sorry that it will never be possible to meet her for real" Mick was thinking while he began to get a hard on again.

" Dear reader, I don't think it will be a surprise to you that Pat is a part of my plan to be even more satisfied? If that is your guess I can assure you that it is right and I will tell you later what I have planned"

Again Mick had this strange feeling like she was sitting right beside him, telling her story. He couldn't help looking around the bedroom, but of course nobody was there.

" I did the necessary housework and then I just couldn't wait anymore. I went to my secret place and, as usual, made sure that nobody saw me. It really would be a disaster if somebody saw me entering the cellar. Before entering I dressed as usual in my tight-fitting leather catsuit with openings in the right places - if I felt like rubbing my clit or breasts or maybe even both. After hiding my head under the scary looking medieval leather hood I opened the secret trapdoor and entered the area of lust. Pat didn't hear me coming. I was careful not to make any noise while approaching the cell in which I had her locked up. The opening for the cell consisted of two doors; a heavy barred cell door and a heavy oak door for totally securing the cell. As I wanted to be able to watch my pet before entering the cell I had made some improvements. I had mounted a one way mirror in the oak door making it possible to watch the inside of the cell without her knowledge. I couldn't help being excited while just looking through the mirror and my juices began to flow again. There she was almost as I left her. I could see that the high temperature had done its work. Her body was covered in sweat and she really looked miserable. It was obvious that she felt very uncomfortable. I smiled to myself thinking that this was only the beginning of her ordeal and she already disliked it. I couldn't see if she had emptied the bottle beside her, but I bet she would be happy to notice that I had remembered to gather my morning urine in a bottle just in case she needed more refreshment. I couldn't help smiling again. It really must be disgusting to be forced to drink the piss from another woman but I had no sorrow for her. She had spat at me and she actually deserved something even worse for this crime. She just had to be grateful that I offered her fresh piss. I could just as easily store it for some days to make it taste even worse.

"But I'm not an evil person!" I said to myself and smiled again. I had to behave myself and not laugh loudly; I still didn't want her to notice that I was watching her. I couldn't see if she had severely messed her seat but I knew she had already done it yesterday meaning she probably already felt dirty and disgusting. Now I just couldn't wait any longer and I unlocked first the heavy oak door and opened it. She looked at the door and I could she see was about to complain but then she remained silent.

"Clever girl! She has already learnt something!" I thought and then I unlocked the heavy barred cell door and opened it. I could see she couldn't help looking a little scared as I approached her like a queen entering her castle, but in a very different dress.

"Good morning, my sweet smelling pet! Have you had a nice night of rest? It really looks like you have problems enduring the heat" I asked her

"Not at all! The steel restraints are evilly cutting into my skin and the awful itching hasn't stopped yet though it isn't as worse as it was in the beginning. And this hard surface really isn't a nice place for sleeping and each time I almost fell asleep, I awoke again because this awful steel cage surrounding my head clanged against the concrete walls. You can't keep me like this! I still advise you to think about what will happen when the police find me!" she started again

"Ooooooooh sweetie, you have just so much to learn! But don't worry; we will have plenty of time to teach you. But you have disappointed me again. When I entered the cell I actually thought you had already learnt something as you cleverly kept your mouth shut but now this has no effect at all!! Do I really have to repeat myself again and again? Do they even know you have disappeared? And if they know; where should they look for you? And finally; who has the keys for the cells and your restraints? I know I ask you a lot of questions but I really have to if I am ever going to make you realize that the only one who is able to release you is me. And finally I'm happy to inform you that I have no intention of releasing you for the next couple of months, or maybe even more. Therefore, my advice for you is to be a submissive, smelly slut and do exactly as you are told. If you behave well I might decide to release you a little earlier than I initially have planned but if you continue like this I will certainly never even think about that" I said and stopped, watching her in order to notice her reaction.

She remained silent for a while and then she started again.

"But why are you doing all this to me? Why not stop now? If you think I needed to be punished for something I really think that this is enough. Why don't we both make an agreement? I promise not ever to tell anything about this and you just remove these restraints and let me go. I will be happy to wear a hood until you release me if you are afraid that I will be able to find this place again. What do you think about this suggestion?" Pat asked me and looked at me with two exciting eyes and a look at her face that left no doubt that she really hoped I would agree with her. I decided to play a little with her before telling her that her ordeal had even not started yet.

"If I really decided to release you, how could I then be sure I could trust you? I mean even if I hooded you and made sure you didn't see anything during our trip to your place of release then you would still be able to tell a lot about me and this place. Have you been thinking about that?" I asked her and waited. I smiled under the hood knowing how disappointed she would be when she found out that release totally was out of the question.

"I promise you I won't tell anybody" she started, clearly relived that I actually showed a willingness to think about releasing her, and she continued

"I have absolutely no problem forgetting all this. No serious harm has been done to me and the marks from the restraints will surely disappear after a few days. Let's just both agree that this is stupid and just forget about it after you have released me. I would never be able to recognize you again. Consequently there is no danger that the police would ever be able to find you even if I told them about it. But I promise to keep my mouth shut if you release me. Nobody except us will ever know about this. You still have to think about the fact that my parents will soon worry about me and then they will start to look for me. If you release me now they will not even notice I have been kidnapped" she stopped again and anxiously awaited my response.

"You might be right and it all sounds very promising, but you still forget something" I said

"What do you mean? I can't see any problems if we do as I suggest" she asked me

"You have forgotten a very important aspect. Can't you see it?" I asked her and smiled at her. I could she really was thinking but she couldn't figure out an answer for my question.

"No, I'm sorry but I really think we have solved the problem if we do as I suggest. What is the additional problem that you have in mind?" she asked me.

"You have forgotten that I'm a lesbian sadist who just loves to torture sluts like you. I have never had my own pet ready to suffer for me. Now that I have you then I can't see any reasons for releasing you as this would mean no more pleasure for me. I feel a fire between my legs each time I see you in these nice steel restraints. If I released you I would lose this lovely feeling. No, my sweet smelly slut, I have to inform you that what you have endured until now is a vacation compared to what I have in store for you. Just wait and see. You will be surprised to find out how much pain you actually are able to take and it will just be such a pleasure for me to teach you" I said laughing loudly. I almost couldn't stop laughing.

"Sorry sweetie, but I just can't help it. Did you actually think I really would release you again right now? Tell me you're kidding! You can't be that stupid!" I said and laughed even louder.

Pat just remained silent. I think she was about to realise that she really was in trouble and that there was absolutely nothing she could do about it. Her eyes clearly told me that she had found out that escape was out of the question, at least right now.

"OK" I said in a more commanding tone "Now that we both know we will be together for a long time I will be happy to show you what I have in mind" I said.

"But before we begin I was wondering if you are thirsty. You have emptied the bottle completely. Do you need more?" I asked almost sounding like I really cared for her.

"Oh yes please!!! I'm dying of thirst!! Please let me have something tasting different than the mix in the bottle that you offered me for the night!" she said almost sounding like she was really begging me.

"Of course sweetie, I promise it will be different. Your mixture for the night contained my afternoon urine. I'm happy to tell you that I have brought with me this bottle containing my fresh morning urine. It's much tastier than the afternoon urine I promise you. What do you prefer? The usual half and half mix or do you want it stronger?" I asked her smiling under the hood.

She just remained silent almost looking like she was in shock. I just ignored her and continued.

"OK then, I'll make the choice for you. We continue with the half and half mixture. No need to change it as it seems to work all right. You do even piss though it isn't that much. But I have noticed you are even more soiled with your own piss." I said while preparing the bottle in front of her.

"Here you are my smelly slut! Look how beautiful and yellow it is. It really looks tasty. I actually think it is much tastier than you deserve. Enjoy your drink while I prepare the equipment I have planned to use in order to make sure we both have fun. Or maybe it will be more fun for me than it will be for you…..who knows" I said and laughed again and then I left the cell.

It really was a sight to see the look on her face when she saw me return wheeling an evil looking heavy steel chair or at least a thing that mostly resembled chair. She actually had emptied the bottle. She really was thirsty and she had probably realised that she wasn't going to be offered anything else.

Mick stopped reading while rubbing his dick a little, feeling extremely excited again. He took another sip of the coffee and noticed that it was almost cold as he had almost completely forgotten about it due to all the reading.

"What a woman!! I wonder how she managed to get all this equipment working again. I mean; it must have been left in the dungeon for years without any maintenance and no heat in the area. I have seen some equipment from old dungeons in museums and some of it really looks miserable, even though they have done a lot to make it look good again" Mick was thinking and then he turned page again. Once again she had 'heard' him!

"Dear reader, I can't help telling you some more secrets concerning this exciting dungeon. As I wanted to keep the prison as my secret I had to prepare it all by myself. It took me several years preparing it all. Everything was rusty and nothing at all worked. I guess you can imagine that it really was hard work to prepare it all as this secret prison seemed to have had it all. If you are like me I'm sure you understand that though it was exciting to masturbate while having fantasies about having a slut locked in restraints inside this exciting area and torturing her, it still was a bit disappointing knowing that I might never be able to do it for real. Now I had a slut 'ready' to suffer for me and even a slut who deserved it for her faults. I guess you can imagine that I had a flow of juices between my legs that almost made me feel like I had pissed in my panties. But I knew it was something else as they were extremely greasy as well and the fire in my secret spot left no doubt that I had found the right slut for giving me a lot of fun and pleasure. I just had to tell you that before we moved on.

Mick put his hand inside his underpants and noticed that they weren't that different compared to the panties she described. He smiled to himself and continued reading while feeling extremely sexually aroused thinking about this marvellous woman.

"What is this? What will you do to me? I won't sit on that! No way!" she screamed out

"Well my little stinker…..you actually have no choice. I have ways to force you but first I think you deserve a little explanation about this excellent chair. I'm proud to tell you that you are presently watching a piece of history. This chair was used for punishing both female and male prisoners who had 'disappeared' from the public prison and were 'stored' in this cell area. The chosen few from the court had made this closed circle and they decided if the public prison was too kind for them compared to the crimes they had committed. If these criminals were sentenced to death they sometimes decided that this was too easy for them and they were transferred to this dungeon during the night and nobody ever saw them again. They lived and died in this dungeon area and believe me, they all wished they had died as initially planned. In this very dungeon they really paid the price for their crime and they paid it well. I found some papers telling what they did and I'm happy to tell you that I have planned to try a lot of these ordeals on you. But first I have planned to let you try one of my own inventions" I said and waited to see her reaction.

"No, please no….you can't strap me to that chair….you have no right to do that! I warn you!" she tried again

"And what do you plan to do about it? From my point of view I don't think you have much chance to beat me. Do you agree, or do you think I have missed something?" I asked her.

Pat seemed to have realised that she was in severe trouble and she sensibly remained quiet.

"Won't answer me? Good, as I think you know what the answer is. Then I will tell you a little more about this chair before we begin. I just love this chair. When I found the cellar all the equipment was rusty and it didn't work at all. But this wonderful place includes a workshop as well. I bought new tools for the workshop and then I began to repair all the equipment. This excellent chair took me over a week to repair again. First I removed the rust from the surfaces and from all moving parts. It really was hard and quite boring work. But as I wanted to keep this place as my secret I had to do it myself, even though it isn't exactly work for a lady. After all that hard work I started to get the moving parts working again. I will tell you all about these moving parts. First of all I guess you have noticed that it consists of a relatively high, but not that broad, back rest and a kind of a seat consisting of two broad steel plates which are placed about twenty centimetres from each other. Each of the leg rests is bent at a 90 degree angle and they run down to the floor, acting as two legs for the chair. I guess you can imagine that this means the victim sits with their private parts freely accessible for any treatment that may be desired for the victim to endure. Furthermore, an adjustment mechanism has been installed meaning you are able to control the space between the knees. So you are able to have the victim sitting on the chair with his or her legs widely spread or you can have them close together. Personally I prefer the first location of the legs" I said and paused for a while, looking at her. She really looked frightened and very scared at hearing all this.

"The best part of it is that it can be tilted. Have a look!" I said and operated a handle and adjusted the chair to a location that turned the legs to point up in the air.

"You see what I mean. Now it is almost like a gynaecological chair and if you make sure the legs are widely spread you have a really perfect access to the cunt and ass if it is a woman who has the fortune to be strapped to the chair" I said and laughed, knowing that Pat could easily imagine who the victim was going to be.

"I guess you have noticed all the leather straps located all over the chair. I don't think these straps need any explanation? All the holes drilled in the iron plates are for fixing different equipment." I said and paused again

"Oh, I almost forgot. You see the frame under the seat? It's for mounting a normal seat with the only difference that it is a cold iron seat. I think you know how heat conductive iron is? When they used this chair they sometimes placed the victim on the seat. Then they had a special box that could be mounted under the seat, which was made of iron as well. The box had some lids at the sides and holes for air. After mounting the box they filled it with red hot coals and then they just waited to see the reaction. Can you imagine what will happen?" I said and waited for her answer.

Pat didn't say anything, almost looking sick hearing this. I think she was realising that she really was in trouble and that there was absolutely nothing she could do about it.

"And there is more. I found some really interesting equipment for heating torture. Look at these devices. I have only brought a few of them with me to let you see. These nice exciting fellows must have really caused the victim severe pain. I had problems figuring out how they were operated, but I was lucky enough to find some old books telling me about them" I said and showed her the strange looking devices. I had only brought two with me. Each one consisted of an iron dildo at one end with a triangular curved steel plate at the end of the dildo, and then a relatively long steel rod at the other end. The devices had leather straps attached to the steel plates. The steel rod ended in some relatively thin steel rods, which were attached to the curved steel plate in various locations.

"These devices really are marvellous!! I'm quite impressed I can tell you. You have probably noticed that the thicknesses of the dildos are different? It's because I have chosen to show you a cunt device and a device for the ass hole. The dildos are pushed up either in the ass or the cunt depending on which part you wanted to treat. They actually made a device for the cock of a man as well. It is shaped to have the cock trapped inside a narrow container and then the curved plate was strapped between his legs. In the seat of the chairs they had made holes for the rods. Then the rods were located in the coal boxes as well. Now I think you can imagine what happens to the dildo and curved plates? They are gradually heated. First it just feels wonderful but then the temperature rises to a level that isn't that pleasant between your legs and especially not in a cunt or an ass hole. It is told in the old papers I found that the prisoners really feared this treatment. A more sophisticated version of this torture was to place the heating steel rod in a tin full of coal meaning the seat wasn't heated at all. Then they were only tortured in the ass hole or the cunt and the sensitive area around these places. And they have done some lovely experiments using these devices" I told her and paused again.

"First of all I can tell that the thickness of the tiny steel rod for the curved plate has been selected with great care. This is done to make sure the temperature of the curved steel plate covering the ass or cunt is the same no matter where you decide to measure it. And look at the heating steel rod. Do you see all the marks on it? Each mark tells you the maximum temperature you want the victim to endure. You gradually heat up the rod. It will slowly turn red hot farther and farther up the rod. Then you can read in the manual and decide what you want. For instance I can tell that red hot to this level here means a red and slightly swollen cunt. If you heat to this level she would be in severe trouble and it will take some time before the cunt has recovered to normal shape again." I said and laughed loudly again.

It really was exciting telling her all this. I almost couldn't wait to get started but all this talking did something between my legs and it felt like I was swimming in juices in my panties.

"Enough talking! Now you know about all the possibilities this chair brings. Furthermore, you have already seen that it can be wheeled to different locations without having to release the victim from it. When you have reached your location you can lower the legs of the chair to the floor again and then you can fix the chair to the floor making sure it remains in position no matter how much the victim struggles while enduring the 'kind' treatment you have decided to reward her with. I will now give you a chance to try this excellent chair. All these years I have been dreaming about using it for real and I think you are just perfect for this purpose" I said with a broad smile on my face under the hood. I was sure she could see in my eyes how excited I was. Without letting her see it I had produced two padlocks and before she could resist I quickly padlocked her manacles on her hands to the steel belt holding her chastity device.

"Just to make sure you don't do anything stupid. And I warn you; if you try and give me any trouble I have some nice nipple clamps that I will be happy to use on these red and swollen nipples peeking out of the holes in the steel bra." I said and strapped a heavy leather belt under her arm pits with thick rings mounted at the end. I hooked a chain running from the middle of the ceiling into these rings. Then I unlocked the padlock holding the chain running from her head cage. I removed the chain running from her chastity belt to her hobble chain that had prevented her from fully stretching her legs. She immediately stretched her legs out and I could see it caused her pain after not being able to do it for so long.

"Ok, this will do. Now you are ready to enter the throne of fun and pleasure. As I don't expect you to be ready to enter it without resisting I will make sure you will do it anyway. The winch located on the ceiling just outside the cell door operates the chain running from the ceiling. If you don't want to co-operate and walk to the spot yourself it is no problem; the chain will simply drag you to the middle of the room. If you are smart you will just stand up and walk to the middle, but this will be your choice" I said and laughed loudly, feeling extremely excited. I just felt great knowing that within a few minutes I would have the first real slut strapped to this excellent chair of pain and pleasure.

I started turning the winch and slowly the chain was dragging her towards the middle of the room. She was clever enough to start walk to the spot by herself, though I could see she had difficulties walking after being restrained like she had been for that long. After some turning the chain became tight and she was slowly lifted free of the ground towards the ceiling. I continued turning the winch until I was sure the chair could be wheeled in to position directly under her. Then I stopped and locked the winch making sure she didn't fall to the floor again. Then I went inside the cell again and place the chair under her. It really was a sight seeing her hanging from the ceiling dressed in the steel bra and chastity belt and with her head surrounded by the nice head cage.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh my sweet smelling thing. Isn't it exciting? Aren't you honoured that I let you be my very first victim sitting on this excellent chair? They really did a great job making all these systems for controlling the prisoners. You see this lid on the wall just beside the cell door? I will now open it and show you what is inside. Look my sweet; inside there are some handles that only can be operated when the steel lid is opened. These handles operate the locks for the winches located outside the cell. If I take the link chain for the handle, look what happens when I operate it?" I said and dragged on the chain. The winch was unlocked and slowly she was lowered towards the chair. I used the other hand for guiding her in to position. After a while her ass was placed at the middle of the chair and her loins rested on the steel plates, which were the only devices supporting her while sitting. I had made sure that the legs of the chair were positioned so she was sitting like you normally would sit on a chair.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh, it's so cold!!!!!!!!! Don't force me to sit on this chair! It's really not comfortable at all" she complained.

"This excellent chair isn't supposed to be comfortable at all!! It is only the tormentor who is having pleasure while using this nice chair, not the victim!!" I said and laughed loudly again while strapping her torso tightly to the backrest of the chair with the leather straps. Then I strapped her loins to the 'seat' and I ended up fixing her steel manacles to the legs of the chair. There was no need to do anything with her arms as she couldn't do much with her hands chained to the belt. Then I fixed her head cage to the tall backrest of the chair making sure she couldn't move her head at all. After finishing strapping her I fixed the chair to some slots located in the floor and then I tilted her until she was lying on her back with the legs up in the air and I locked it in position. After removing the belt that was used for dragging her towards the ceiling I took a few steps back and admired my handiwork.

"Ohhhhhhhh what a sight. All I need is to spread your legs widely and then you are ready to a lot of fun and pleasure! I don't think you are able to imagine how sexy you look strapped to this chair, wearing your steel equipment. I said and approached the chair again and started to turn a handle located at the side of the chair. Gradually her legs were spread totally exposing her private parts that had not been hidden under the belt. I just continued turning until she screamed out loudly.

"Stop it!!! It hurts! I just can't spread them anymore! Please stop it!!" she screamed in a useless attempt to make me stop. I was sure she was able to spread them a little more and after a few more turns I finally stopped and stepped back again.

"This really is a sight. Have anybody ever told you that you have an extremely sexy ass just begging for the whip? And I can't even see it all! I'm sure that you are almost happy that you wear the belt so you are not totally exposing your filthy cunt and ass! I'm sure a gynaecologist would just love to work on you strapped like this. He would have no problems accessing your filthy holes if you didn't wear the belt. " I said and laughed again.

I left her for a short while and then returned with a chair I made myself. It was shaped like a toilet seat but it was open at the front. Furthermore it had rests for the legs pointing slightly backwards with foot rests at the end. It was upholstered with thick black leather making it very comfortable to sit on. In the right position your feet were located in the foot rests and your shinbones were resting on the leg rests. This meant you were able to move your ass up and down while sitting on it as you are fucking. As she couldn't turn her head I lifted the chair to let her see it.

"You see this chair? I'm very proud that I succeeded making it. You see it is shaped like an open toilet seat. I call it my fuck chair. You will be equipped with a dildo sticking out from the head cage. The dildo has an inflatable gag at the other end. When inserted I will inflate the gag making sure you only can breathe through your nose. Then I will locate this nice chair with the seat surrounding your head and the dildo pointing up from the middle of the seat. Then I will take position on the chair and I will ride the dildo meaning you are actually fucking me. It's really lovely riding this dildo as it has rows of rubber bumps making it so stimulating to ride it. As I want it to be a pleasure for you as well I have made sure I haven't washed my cunt for the last couple of days. As you only can drag air through your nose you will have all the pleasure you can get by dragging in the smell of it. I bet you are grateful!! I guess it is the very first time you have fucked a woman or even had lesbian sex. Then it must be great to be allowed to use your head the very first time. As I can't touch your cunt during the fucking I have planned something else instead. I hardly can wait to see your cunt and breasts again but I have decided to let you wear the steel gear for a few more days yet. I'm really excited to see how red and swollen your cunt lips will be after being locked in this belt for so long. As I want it to be fun for you as well I will use this large syringe to inject the exciting itching gel under the curved steel band and under the cups of your steel bra. You told me the itching has almost disappeared and therefore you certainly deserve to have fresh gel added." I said and laughed again.

"Nooooooooo, please nooooooooo, not that again. It's horrible having the gel added to the sensitive parts of my body. Noooooooooooooo I can't take the itching, please make it stop" she screamed out loudly while I generously pushed the plunger of the syringe, adding new gel to all the right places. Her screams left me in no doubt that it still worked.

"Sorry dear, but now that I have added it there is no way to stop it. It will just stop after a little more than 24 hours, as you already know." I said and continued.

"Now that you have a nice itching feeling between your legs I think I deserve to feel something as well. Please open widely and let me mount this nice dildo on your head cage." I quickly rammed it into her mouth, which still was open due to her screaming and then I inflated the ball until she was silent. I made sure she still was able to breathe through her nose and then I located my fuck chair with the seat surrounding her cage and the dildo nicely pointing towards the ceiling. Again I took position a few inches from her to be able to enjoy the sight.

"Ohhhhhhhh my sweet smelling slut. I wish you were able to see yourself right now. You really look like a fuck toy just ready to serve - and that's exactly what you are right now! I bet you are excited to find out how it what it is like when you see my ass and cunt approaching your face, letting the dildo enter my hole of pleasure. When I sit on the seat I almost cut off the air for you and all the air you get will be mixed with the smell of my private parts. Isn't it exciting? I have actually been thinking on some improvements. My plan is to make the head of the victim completely surrounded by air tight plastic with the hole in the chair as the only opening for air. Then I have planned to wrap some plastic around my waist and make sure that this piece of plastic makes the front part of the chair completely air tight. If it is a success it will be possible for me to totally cut off the air when I sit on the seat of the chair meaning all the air you have for breathing is the air trapped inside this little space. Don't you think it would be exciting for you to gradually feel the lack of oxygen while you enjoy the smell of my ass and pussy? I bet you do! Let's save this for later. Now I think it is time for my ride, and while I ride the dildo you will be able to enjoy the itching between your legs and under the cups covering your breasts" I said feeling extremely excited.

I took off my leather suit and stood in front of her completely naked as I wore no panties or bra under the suit. I made sure the hood was tight around my neck to make sure she didn't have a sight of my face while riding the dildo. Then I took up position on the chair and slowly I lowered my ass towards the seat making sure the dildo entered the right hole. It was just wonderful feeling the rows of smooth rubber bumps entering my pussy and knowing that this slut had a clear view of my ass coming closer and closer to her head. I remained seated on the seat with the dildo fully inserted for a while in order to let her enjoy the smell of my relatively dirty ass and pussy. I could hear her trying to talk or scream through her gag, making me even more excited. I was so excited that I could feel my juices dripping from my pussy and this just added to the excitement as I knew it was dripping on the slut's face, making her feel even more humiliated being forced to act as a fuck toy. Then I started riding. First very slowly making sure the slut enjoyed the sight of my ass moving up and down the dildo. After a while I just felt so excited that I couldn't help increasing the speed. I could feel an orgasm building up and I knew it would only take a few minutes or maybe even less before I came.

"It's too early! I have to control myself and start it all over again!" I thought and remained still on the seat. I didn't dare to move at all as I knew that only slight movement would make me come. Gradually I managed to control it and I felt the pleasure reduce in strength. I waited until I was sure it had almost gone before I started all over again knowing that the slut had enjoyed the smell of ass and pussy while I had these difficulties controlling it. I was quite proud that I actually managed to control it as even sitting on the dildo not moving at all still made me extremely excited. Then I started again, but this time I made sure I didn't increase speed until I really couldn't wait any longer. Again I felt this wonderful sweet itching between my legs while the smooth rubber bumps just stimulated my pussy walls and clit. I couldn't control it any longer. Before I exploded in the most wonderful orgasm I had felt for a long time, I took a good grip on both of her nipples, pressing out of their rubber cups, and squeezed them evilly. While I could hear her screaming through her gag due to the sudden pain I exploded. It really felt like the orgasm never would stop. I just came and came, feeling this wonderful pleasure all over my whole body. I remained seated for a while totally exhausted and satisfied while feeling an almost constant stream of juices leaving my pussy. Then I slowly raised my ass again letting the dildo leave my still damp pussy and I again took position beside her. Through the hole of the seat I saw a slut covered in my juices. She looked like she had almost been swimming in juice and I noticed that some of it had even hit her eyes making her blink continuously to try and remove it. I took a piece of dry wool fabric and dried her eyes with it.

"Now you really look like a slave ready to serve in all ways! Wasn't it wonderful seeing my ass move up and down the dildo and enjoy the smell of an excited woman pussy?" I said while smearing a generous amount of my pussy juices under her nose, making sure she would be able to enjoy the smell for a while. Then I deflated the rubber ball again and removed the dildo from her head cage and I also removed my pleasure chair. I now knew that this chair would cause me a lot of pleasure. While creating it I really had my doubts that it would ever be used for real. After trying it for real I just concluded that it really fulfilled my deepest dreams concerning the pleasure I would be able to feel riding a dildo mounted in the mouth of a real slut. She sounded relived being able to breathe through both mouth and nose again.

"This really is sick!!!!!!! You have no rights treating me like this! You treat me worse than an animal. I really think it is time for you to reconsider and make the wise choice and release me. I am still ready to forget all about this, so you wouldn't get busted for kidnapping and what you have already done to me. Please be clever and do as I suggest" she tried once again.

"JUST SHUT UP!!!! WILL YOU NEVER LEARN! IF YOU CONTINUE ALL THIS USELESS BEGGING I WILL MAKE SURE YOU WILL REGRET IT FOREVER. I HAVE SEVERAL TIMES MADE CLEAR TO YOU THAT I WILL KEEP YOU HERE FOR A LONG TIME AND MAKE SURE YOU PAY THE PRICE FOR ALL YOUR FAULTS. MAYBE YOU ARE WONDERING WHAT YOU HAVE DONE TO DESERVE THIS BUT I WON'T TELL YOU RIGHT NOW!" I shouted out loudly. This really did something to her. She jumped in her chair but she just remained silent.

I used a towel for drying the sweat from my body after the ride and then I put on my leather suit again. Now I again looked like the dominating Mistress ready to make her suffer.

"I'm a bit exhausted after this huge orgasm. I think we will stop for today but before leaving you I have decided to make some preparation of you. During the medieval times it was quite common to fit the victim in the equipment of torture the night before it was planned to be used. Then he or she could think on the pain to come while wearing it all night. It is told that this treatment sometimes could be even worse than the pain the equipment caused to the victim. I have decided to let you wear a nice piece of equipment during the night while strapped to this nice chair. Look at these pair of nice boots. They are almost like the well known Spanish Boots" I said showing her a pair of nice steel boots. They were shaped like a pair of long boots running almost up to the knee. They had a lid located over the instep to make it easier to fit it. After putting them on the lid was closed and locked into place with a padlock making it impossible to remove the boots without the key. Furthermore screws were located at the legs of the boots making it possible to make the steel legs squeeze the real legs when they were tightened.

"I can tell you about how they were used later. Right now I think we just fit them on you" I said while unlocking the restraints for her right leg. Then I fitted the right boot on her leg and locked the lid into place. Then I started tightening the screws until she began moaning in pain due to the squeezing. I quickly fitted the left boot and then I locked both boots to the legs of the chair making any movement of her legs and feet impossible for her.

"They really are sophisticated. Look what I can do!" I said and operated a handle located at the side of each boot. Gradually forcing her instep to point towards the floor. I stopped when they were almost forced in the same angle as her legs. Though it wasn't that painful doing this she still moaned a little and she looked a bit scared being fitted in these boots.

"I know that it isn't that painful wearing them yet. But I know that keeping the feet in this position for a while will make you suffer cramps in the legs. I'm sorry but there is nothing I can do about it. Please enjoy it. I will store you in a special room for the night. The place I will store you is called the large box. It is just large enough to let the chair enter. Then the heavy oak door can be closed and heating can be switched on making it feel almost like a sauna. I bet you will enjoy it as you told me the chair is so cold." I said and laughed again.

"But please, may I use a toilet before this? I really need to!" She begged me.

"Why sweetie, you have until now just soiled the floor under you with your piss. Why can't you continue being a pig and doing that?" I asked her.

"It's not from that place I need to be relieved!" she said and turned red in the face.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh, I see. This really is no problem. The chair is open between your legs and I have a special container, which can be placed under you for this purpose. Then you are welcome to do what you need to do while I wait until you have finished it" I said smiling at her.

"Please, not in front of you. Please be kind and let me at least do this by my myself!" she begged.

I just ignored her useless begging and place the shit container under her ass as well preparing some paper for cleaning her filthy asshole afterwards.

"Be my guest. Do what you need to do" I said and laughed.

She realised that I had no intention of either releasing her or undoing her belt, as it had a hole located for this purpose. After a few minutes I could smell that she had begun. She had some difficulties pressing it out of the hole but it seemed to work for her. After a while she seemed to have finished relieving her bowel.

"Have you relieved it all? It smells like you have. Now you stink even worse!" I said with a sound of disgust.

"I have" she said turning a brighter shade of scarlet.

I put on a pair of rubber gloves in front of her and then I took the paper and walked behind the chair. I wiped her ass hole and the steel band as much as possible with the paper. Then I walked in front of her again and showed her the paper.

"Look what a disgusting brown it's turned! It really is a mess!" I said while I got an excellent idea. I took my rubber covered index finger and smeared it with her waste from the paper. Then I wiped the finger under her nose and her upper lip.

"Nooooooo, what are you doing?" she screamed out.

"I'm just making sure you will be able to enjoy the smell of both me and yourself during your stay in the box. Now that your bowels are empty I've got another idea for making it even more enjoyable for you during the night. You see the syringe with the itching gel? It hasn't been completely emptied. Why not empty it up in your filthy ass? Don't you think this is an excellent idea? Then you will be able to enjoy the never ending itching deep inside your ass as well" I said and laughed while ramming the relatively large but harmless needle up inside her ass hole. It was merely shaped like a small tube meaning it didn't cause any damage as I pushed it deep up inside her. Then I pressed the plunger until the syringe had been completely emptied. I could see she immediately started to move her bowels again desperately trying to get rid of the itching gel before it started to work. I just enjoyed it and waited to tell her another secret until I saw a small amount of the gel leave her ass hole.

"That's good my sweetie! I waited before telling you that this is actually stupid. But now it is too late for you. When moving your bowels you actually make sure the gel is smeared all over the inside of your bowels. If you just had waited there would be a chace that it would be collected along with some of your shit, meaning it would do less harm inside you. But that is too late now. Now you only will have to wait a few minutes and then you will feel like your entire bowels are filled with ants walking around inside you. Just wait and see!" I told her and laughed again.

"Now that I'm through with you I think it is time for storing you for the night though it isn't that late yet. But I have some housework to do as well, which means I have no more time for you today. So you can sit in the darkness and think on the ordeal to commence tomorrow. I bet you will find it exciting" I said and wheeled the chair towards the box. I stopped in front of the box in order to let her have a nice look before she was stored inside it. It really was a nice box, shaped like the chair with three doors to be opened before she could be located with the backrest of the chair at the wall. One door was closed in front of her legs. Another door was closed over her legs and the last door was closed in front of her face and torso leaving her in complete darkness in a very narrow space just large enough to lock the chair inside the box. In the old papers it was told that the victims really suffered from claustrophobia while having a 'nice' rest inside the box. Furthermore it had a feeding system for feeding the victim from the outside of the box as well as water could be added. As a heating system was connected the victim really needed water in order to avoid dehydrating inside it. I opened the doors and wheeled the chair in position. Then I raised the wheels making the chair stand on the legs. I closed all the doors and then I opened the lid in the door in front of her face. I mounted the feeding device in her mouth. It caused me a little trouble inserting it but after pressing at her teeth for a while and threatening her with squeezing her nipples again if she still refused she opened her mouth. I fixed it to the head cage and then I instructed her.

"During your stay in this exciting box you will need a lot of water as I will make sure that the box temperature is similar to the temperature in a sauna. Just press the valve with your teeth and water will be added. In the medieval times the box was heated with coals but I have modified it with a normal radiator. As the space is narrow I don't need that much heating to maintain the required temperature. It will be an excellent combination of several ordeals. You will feel both itching, cramps at your legs and an uncomfortable temperature inside the box as well as you will be tired of being strapped in the same position on the chair. I wonder which torture will be the worst for you, do you know? I'm sure you will tell me tomorrow. You will remain in this box at least twelve hours. Please enjoy your stay!" I said and slammed the lid shut. Then I filled the bottle located outside the box with water and turned on the heating. I waited until I was sure the temperature increased and then I just left her, excited like hell to see how she would be able to cope with this ordeal. Furthermore I almost couldn't wait to carry out the plans I had for her tomorrow but I still thought it would do her good if her ordeal was a combination of isolation and real torture. I could hear some weak begging sounds for release from the inside of the box. I just smiled and rubbed my clit a little though the suit. I had never felt so excited in my entire life and this was just the beginning!! This slut would pay me back several times for her sins.

Mick closed the book for a while and closed his eyes. Again he was lying with a hard on reading all this.

"Gosh man, this woman really was something. I wonder if she had any limits concerning how to treat this slut. I bet I will find out later. God, how I wish I was able to find this dungeon. What makes me even more excited is that if I succeed in finding it all the equipment will probably still be inside it. And if she has greased it well it will probably still be working or will need only minor maintenance to make it work again" Mick thought rubbing his dick. He had to do some housework as well but he would hurry up finishing it in order to be able to continue the reading.