Posture collar stories. Very Sad Story (Fiction)

Fräulein von Eltzen: Chapter 3

Posture collar stories

It can be controlled by him for about a 50 mile radius from our city, as the pager uses some kind of a radio relay network. For understand, Mme, Gibbs, it is the last hours that do the good. I feel that learning to live with these permanent constraints and having no possibility of freedom from them would make me even happier. It was black, with the criss-cross pattern over her chest exposing the corset beneath. Removing them would have involved painful, costly, disfiguring surgery. Perhaps unsurprisingly given our hampered states, these activities were far from arduous and resulted in us spending a lot of time sitting around talking or giving instructions to our maids.

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Three months in enhanced restraints

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Glancing at the clock, it read 3pm, and Mandy realized that Mike could be home any minute. It took some brief laps around the room for me to get used to the short, supposedly ladylike strides and slow pace that the underskirt forced upon me before my maid finished my dressing in a typically restrictive fashion. By the time all of the courses were finished, we had no better idea of what the event was but our thoughts had moved on to other matters. The design was created with your measurements in mind. It ran down her arms to her wrists, blending in with the gloves of her catsuit.

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Whipping

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Maybe I've just reached a stage in life where I don't care so much anymore. With a large winch, we lifted the box to the pit I had dug in the room, slowly lowering the concrete and steel box into the bottom. The wide belt that is affixed to the waist of the skirt closes in back over the top of the zipper opening, and can be cinched tight with the roller buckle in back. . Jane was breathing heavily, or more so than usual, as she felt the weight around and upon her. Her eyes widened as she saw that the arch of boot swept straight downward to end in a box toe, like a ballet toe shoe. Her head bent back, resting in two thin half bands that held her at the base of the skull and toward the top of her head.

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Pony Boot Camp — Part One

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Next was a pair of black panties with bits sticking out of them. Tom more successfully gathered her into his arms and held her for a moment. Janet had just had a bath in preparation for some of those new additions. Mom looked at me, and then at the large handbag I was carrying, and then back to me. Melissa jerked and screamed as another stroke landed on her throbbing rear. Anne Marie had been looking forward to this day for sometime, not least because it meant that she would finally be free of the handcuffs or single glove that fettered her. Shaped like an old-fashioned square nail and curved to match her breast, the pin seemed to be intended to pierce her nipple in order to fasten the small chrome and gold adornment to each of her breasts.

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My Second Chance

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My posture collar did not, however, and proved to be destined to stay on for the night. By the time she returned with the news that my own single glove would be ready in a fortnight, I was exceedingly distressed and begged her to release my arms immediately, which of course she did. It resisted her movements as Tom zipped and locked the back closure. She started winding at the front with a small pink rod that are recessed in the centre to make it an even tighter curl her touch was quite rough and the rods are very tight, her fingers move quickly after years of doing these perms, securing the rubber strap hanging from the rods end I soon have a complete row running from the middle of my forehead back to my now shaven neck, I could feel every one of them pull. Back in the living room, Mandy found the set of instructions that came with the steel. Can anything save her… or him…? Their weight was incredible and when the shoulder straps were fastened, they pulled down on her shoulders relentlessly. She had watched the entire process, simply grunting as each needle penetrated her flesh, moaning slightly as each ring clicked together in permanence.

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Pony Boot Camp — Part One

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I tried to occupy it with pleasant thoughts; funny moments with my flatmate, my favourite music, the smell of a new car. I will need to ask a favour of her to take you on as it is. I like the support it gives and the feeling of a constant hug. Instead, I was forced to accept it in silence I could still make non-verbal sounds but the idea of grunting held little appeal. She was astonished at the combination of cruelty and beauty inherent in the design. The poor girl would be laced savagely, braced, collared, chained, bound in a most uncomfortable manner, and kept muted in a mask so she could not complain. It is possible to adapt to them.

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Amélie en France

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It extended from her crotch all the way to her chin. Mike quickly learned that humiliation was a strong training tool, keeping Mandy in a state of constant and total submission. There's a full length mirror on the back wall and I look a my self in it starting with my lace up flat shoes, the dark tan stockings, the prim skirt and sensible blouse all topped of with a head a very tight short curls set and lacquered like a hard helmet, I just hope I've done the right thing and this is what John really wanted me to have done, because I was stuck with this now for a long time to come. And if yesterday's bra gave me boobs like cones this thing made them stand out like bullets it certainly wasn't low cut natural hold. In her own act of submission, she stopped just short, frustrating herself, pouting into the mirror. He offered her his arm, and they walked together, somewhat slower than their usual pace, to the front door. An hour later, Janet had finally emerged from the bath, Tom had left dinner to simmer for a bit longer, and the tights and gloves had been washed and dried.

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