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Yeah, sure," she agreed, her hand precariously resting between her legs. "Okay then." The two guys lifted her arms over her head and pulled her body back to meet them. She settled onto her back and they wrapped their forearms around her. The chains made a satisfying clink as they pulled. Then it was fingers and toes, metal and plastic, all moving in sharp, twisting arcs against her stomach and above her breast. She whimpered quietly, her breathing getting heavier. There was too much weight on the chains, and her body tilted up to meet each strike. She could feel her heart beating against her ribcage. She felt her body tense. "Tension?" She nodded, her head back and eyes closed. "Okay then," he said, "stay that way." The two men slid her body back against the rail. Each time she bent, the engineer's hands reached up through the door and pulled her body back against the rails, tightening the turns and pulling her against the wall. "Lift!" He instructed.

She felt the nylon ropes loosen their tension and she felt her soft, rounded back smooth against the cold metal rails. The almost cold air against her hot skin made her shiver and she strained to keep her hands at her sides. "Okay then," he said, "let's see how high you can go." She nodded. "Bend back." He pulled her body back against her. "Bend your knees." She bent, her back against the man's wall, her feet dangling off the other side of the man's rails. "Whack!" Her body reacted violently, her inner muscles clamping and re-contracting around the metal rail. She raised her ass high into the air, head thrown back in violation of the restraints, arching her back, further increasing the pressure on her spine. "Stop!" He said, hoarse from the assault on her back, "If you move like a fucking animal, we'll kill you." Her body tensed. She nearly screamed. "If you move like a fucking animal, we'll kill you." The rail in her back was cold against her neck and her ass, but it was nothing compared to the cold, hard steel on her chest. The hazy air felt good on her hot skin and she hoped she hadn't aroused the crows, which were perched on the windowsill, above, or nearby, because if she did, she knew there would be even worse punishment she could contemplate. She was in so much pain she began to wiggle to escape. Just then the floor beneath her rounded off a little and she could feel herself being lifted off the floor, feet, and up in the air, making no attempt to cover herself or stand.

She heard rustling, rustling as feet, and over her shoulders, copper coils were being wrapped around, around, and into her clothing. Then she nearly felt it when her arms, being wrapped around her head, were swept away and both coils were swept over, through the folds, over, and in the hollows beneath her breasts and shoulders. Her head dropped, shoulders swept aside as her wrists were finally secured by a length of rope, through the clasps, through the ring loops, and around her mouth and cuffed to a length of the rope that she could feel had been cut. She was trapped, impaled, gagged, pepper sprayed, doused in a thin vat of hot piss, smelling of mothballs, frozen yogurt, and rotten fruit. It hurt, but only a little. She felt his soft hands tugging at her nipples, at the soft touch of his fingertips over the hard, sternum of her loins. She felt the spit trickle down her ass crack and then her hot, sperm-soaked breath as it trickled down her body and trickled into her waiting mouth. She sucked it like a wet sponge, the warmth of the spit and the salty runoff trickling down her naked ribs and down her ass over her naked hips, her sweet hole, trickling down the inside of her thighs into her furrow. She opened her eyes and saw a blindfold being lifted over her head, dangled from the small of her back so that she could not see. No, she supposed. She was not really scared. She had been exactly as she had told herself she would be, and she certainly felt more respect than she had ever felt in her life. She was really, really turned on..

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