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Babysitter tied, ice dripped, cropped with sensor strings.
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The room filled with the smell of burning candles as she sat wondering what her mom and dad asked us to do, turning her head to listen and taking breathes we turned on a fan and sprayed water in the stream she shivered slightly as the air contacted her skin. Then holding several ice cubes over her the cold drips make her wiggle but the large chair is too heavy to move easily, then some tape is applied over her mouth then hair grabed and head back some ice drips are directed down her shirt she takes a deep breath through the tape. Mmmmmfffff she goes the cold drips decending down her cleavage then a smack telling her this is how to warm-up then taking the ice and rubbing it on her neck, then backing off allowing her to rest for a moment the ice above her still releasing drips on her head and sholders wetting her shirt. Adding more ice above a dozen drips fall she tosses and wiggles around in the large ample chair realizing the restraints are holding her toes wiggle with each smack on the bottom, up her legs to her thinghs her shorts preventing northbound continuation back down to food bottoms multiple times in the same spot then stop. Slow movements in the chair with wimpers as the sensations travel though her all the while the ice above dripping her hair and sholders now wet my warm hand cradles her neck and tell her quiet if I take the tape off, she nods and goes Uh Huh so in one quick stroke the tape is off and she breaths deep I grab her hair and tap her legs telling her quiet increasing the taps each strike a breath I tell her Good Girl. Seeing goose bumps on her arms I remark you look cold so we're gonna have to get you out of these wet clothes so the cutting begins, the side of her top and sholders and now clad in a bra my hands grab and pinch untill a response her skin slightly pink and she breaths slow and deep glad the ice no longer is dripping. I tie some string to the side of her bra and her wrists as well as her hair several candle holders just above her sides and front burn with pleanty of wax I tell her to be very still, the strings are then attached to the bases ensuring a good tug will tip them as she sits and rests I tell her not to move her chest rises and falls with her breath. I tell her we are going to make some changes so Open Good Girl as I put ina ball gag and secure it behind her head then take off the blindfold, her eyes dart all over the dark room with one light above her several merrors show her thirty-two candles around and above her her breaths slow as she explores the strings leading to them. Speaking muffled her eyes big wondering I tell her when you peek you sometimes find yourself involved and if you move the experience begins, she moves slightly and feeels the string increase effort then stopping she loks around and takes a deep breaths and looks at me. I remove the gag and she tells me O M G growing up is like this and I tell her not necessarilly but peeking leads to this and this as I hold the crop and tap her thigh. She goes I guess i got into this so there is only one way but at least I used to dip my hands and arms in wax but my back and chest will be new for me, reasurring her it will be a good feeling as I beging to tap her thighs. Ball gag back as I tap my way up her sides she moves sideways sensing the string then tapping her legs she manages to stop just before spilling, not knowing an upgrade larger leather paddle I smack softly her movement from a better sting I know it's just a matter of time before she moves...
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Posted on : Jun 14, 2010
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