THE BEAUTIFUL TRAP--11

LONG ISLAND STAYLACE ASSOCIATION

THE BEAUTIFUL TRAP
An erotic story of love, corsetry and bondage

Original Fiction by D.L. Moore

Copyright 2001 by Mr. Moore - All rights reserved 


PART ELEVEN

Connie was struggling in the rigid confines of her locked corset.  The dildo attached to the busk felt like it was getting larger as her body betrayed her by tightening around it. Rich was still strapping her to the cross that they had attached to one of her machines.  Four tight 2-inch-wide straps held each arm tightly to the cross.  Straps across each shoulder held her tightly in a rigid posture she was unaccustomed to.  Numerous small straps attached to the “D” rings in the corset held it against the vertical member of the cross.  The hood and neck corset Rich had laced her into were terribly tight, but not painful.  She was breathing through a device held into her mouth by the hood.  The device applied pressure against the top of her tongue, so speaking was impossible.  Connie felt the last few straps tighten around her legs, and then Rich locked the 5-inch heels of her tightly laced boots to the bottom of the cross.  Soon Rich would plug in the dildo and hours of exquisite madness would begin.  Connie was enjoying an emotional rush, knowing that there was nothing she could do to stop what was being done to her imprisoned body.  She struggled against the bondage, but no movement was possible, and this added to her emotional rush.  She knew that when Rich started the vibrating, rotating dildo, she would approach being driven mad by the incredible device locked into her body.  The busk of the corset would hold the dildo securely in place and she would struggle hopelessly to escape, but there would be no escape!

It had been a week since Connie had accidentally imprisoned herself for hours on one of her machines.  The bondage accident had taken its toll on Connie by creating an obsession for the locking corset and dildo, along with severe bondage.  Each day the need for her to be trapped as she was a week ago became greater, and for the last two days it was all she could think of.

Connie had managed to convince Rich that the only way she was going to get over the corset-bondage obsession was through desensitization.  In simple terms, this translated to putting Connie in severe bondage with the locking corset and the rotating, vibrating dildo attached to the busk.  The key to making this work was doing it in such excess that it was no longer pleasurable.   Connie actually had doubts that this was the answer to her problem, but it was a way to get Rich to do what her obsession demanded!

The vibrator started, Connie screamed a silent scream and struggled against the straps binding her to the cross. Then the cross began turning, causing her bondage to tighten and loosen as her weight shifted on the rotating cross.  The little smooth bumps on the dildo were driving her wild as it rotated and vibrated.  The spoon-shaped device that held the dildo was vibrating and pushing directly on her clitoris.  Connie was experiencing end-to-end climaxes as she enjoyed the torment of her prison.  There would be no escape until Rich decided to let her loose.  There was nothing she could do to escape, but still she struggled against the unyielding bondage.  It felt good to struggle against the confining straps, as it reaffirmed her helplessness and the impossibility of escape.  Despite all her struggling she really did not want to escape!!!!

For over four hours Rich watched Connie rotate on the machine.  He guessed correctly that the sounds he heard her make were sounds of pleasure,  and that all he was accomplishing was to reinforce her obsession.

The first word out of Connie’s mouth as Rich removed the hood was, “Don’t stop now."   Rich ignored her pleas, removed the corset and sent her to the bathroom.  He finally gave her a bubble bath, dried her and rubbed her body with body lotion. 

Connie was being very forceful, insisting that they had to continue with more corset bondage in order to overcome the obsession.  Rich had doubts, but he had an idea and decided to go along with her request.  This time it would be different!

All of Connie’s machines, corsets, and related toys were designed to be comfortable, and, at the same time, very confining and sensual.  Rich knew the solution was going to be hard on both of them, but he had to do it.

He did as Connie asked, but first he insisted she use the lacing bar.  In an instant, Rich had her hands locked to the bar.  The nipple vibrators were next.  Connie thought the clamps on the nipple vibrators were a little tight, but then decided it was her imagination.  Rich had adjusted the clamps so that they were quite a bit tighter, and soon Connie’s pleasure would turn to pain.   The dildo was inserted and the busk locked closed.  Rich laced the back of the corset until the laces met. The corset now could only be released with the key that Connie had hid in the Freezer in a pan of ice!

Rich placed the breathing tube in Connie’s mouth and applied the hood.  He laced the hood as tight as it would go.  The electric obedience collar was next, and Connie did not have a clue yet as to what was going to happen to her.

Connie’s hands were still locked to the lacing bar, and Rich started searching through Connie’s numerous corsets.  He finally found one that was knee length, with full length boning, a high back, and a unique crotch-strap built in.  The crotch strap could be tightened by pulling on the end of the strap that came through the laces at the back.  The trick part was that once tightened, it could not be loosened until the corset was removed.  The corset was the same size as the one Connie was wearing, which meant that by placing it over the one she was wearing and lacing it closed, it would pull her in another inch.  Rich was fairly certain that if he laced her an inch tighter at the waist and around the hips, that soon the outfit would become very uncomfortable.  The crotch strap was going to cause some serious discomfort, as tightening it would force the spoon shaped device holding the dildo tightly against Connie’s body.

Rich laced the second corset on to Connie.  It took some effort to bring the laces closed in the back, although above the waist, he let them widen out to about an inch at the top of the laces.  Then with a quick yank on the crotch strap, he pulled it tight.

Connie was starting to worry - everything was too tight.  But nothing had started to hurt, so the extra tight bondage just added to her emotional rush of being helplessly trapped in bondage again.

Rich released her hands and carried her to bed.  Rich then placed a pair of shoulder length gloves on Connie.  The gloves were boned full-length, and they forced the hand closed when they were laced up.  Connie could not bend her arms because of the heavy boning in the tightly laced gloves.  Ropes tied her arms in a spread eagle position to the bed, and her feet were tied with an additional rope to the foot of the bed.  Each rope had a spring-loaded sensor in it that would close a switch if any additional tension was placed on the rope.  The switches were connected to the obedience collar, and would give Connie a substantial shock if she pulled on any of the ropes.

 Connie was totally wrapped up in the sensual pleasures of being bound by Rich, and the tight crotch strap was really doing its job.  She finally heard him say, “Sweetheart, I need to tell you what is happening before I turn your vibrators on.”

As Rich described to Connie what he had done and what was going to happen, her heart began to race.  In her darkest thoughts Connie had wondered what it would be like to be subjected to what Rich was describing.  She still did not realize the full impact of what the tight nipple clamps, or the nipple and dildo vibrators would do when the voltage to them was doubled, because Rich had added a second battery.  The obedience collar did not worry her, as she could easily lie here without moving.   Rich tried to impress her by telling her that the vibrators may not feel pleasurable, as the body might translate the very fast vibrations into a stinging or burning sensation.   Additionally, the speed at which the dildo turned inside her body would be double what it had been.

Connie’s body convulsed when vibrators started running.  She was screaming and trying to escape the terribly intense vibrations and the demon that was twisting and turning locked within her body.  The crotch strap had increased the spoon’s pressure against her clitoris and it was driving her wild with a combination of pain and pleasure.

Rich waited until Connie’s thrashing around subsided a bit, and then told her that he was going to connect the obedience collar.  He did and almost immediately, Connie pulled on all of the ropes at once.

Connie had pulled on the ropes on purpose, but the punishment convinced her that she would not do that again.  Unfortunately, her body would betray her many times and this was the first of many shocks the collar was going to give her.

An hour had passed.  Connie felt like she had been in bondage for hours.  There was no pleasure left in her predicament.  The corset was agonizingly tight around her waist and hips.  Each breath caused pain.  The crotch strap was making life unbearable by holding the spoon-shaped dildo-holder very tight against her body.  The vibrators attached to her nipples caused them to feel like they were on fire.  The twin vibrators built into the dildo that was trapped in her body were still creating sensations that were pleasurable as the device twisted and turned inside of her.  She couldn’t ignore the dildo and as a result each climax was rewarded with a painful shock from the discipline collar around her neck.  She could not be still when the rush of a climax gripped her body, and each jerk on the ropes holding her hands and feet produced a shock.

At the end of two hours, Connie was in agony.  Everything hurt, even the dildo.  How could she endure such punishment?  The answer was simple: she had no choice.  She was trapped, imprisoned. There would be no escape until Rich released her.  She could not tell Rich that she had had enough - there was no safe-word; her only choice was to endure what was being done to her and pray that it did not drive her mad.

Four hours had passed, and Rich was worried, as Connie was no longer struggling against her bondage.  He quickly released her arms and unlaced the second corset.  The hood and collar were removed.  Connie hadn’t said a word. She was silently watching Rich and thinking how much she loved him.

Rich could not find the key to release the tightly laced corset from Connie.  She knew that she had hid the key but could not remember where it was.  She needed to get out of the corset now, as everything about it was uncomfortable or painful.  Over an hour had passed when she remembered hiding the key in the freezer.

Rich retrieved the key from the freezer and about five minutes of hot water melted the ice around the key.  Rich quickly helped Connie out of the corset and carried her to the bathroom.  Soon Connie was in a hot bath and feeling almost human.  For the first time in a week, she didn’t want to be in bondage!!

PART ELEVEN

Connie was struggling in the rigid confines of her locked corset.  The dildo attached to the busk felt like it was getting larger as her body betrayed her by tightening around it. Rich was still strapping her to the cross that they had attached to one of her machines.  Four tight 2-inch-wide straps held each arm tightly to the cross.  Straps across each shoulder held her tightly in a rigid posture she was unaccustomed to.  Numerous small straps attached to the “D” rings in the corset held it against the vertical member of the cross.  The hood and neck corset Rich had laced her into were terribly tight, but not painful.  She was breathing through a device held into her mouth by the hood.  The device applied pressure against the top of her tongue, so speaking was impossible.  Connie felt the last few straps tighten around her legs, and then Rich locked the 5-inch heels of her tightly laced boots to the bottom of the cross.  Soon Rich would plug in the dildo and hours of exquisite madness would begin.  Connie was enjoying an emotional rush, knowing that there was nothing she could do to stop what was being done to her imprisoned body.  She struggled against the bondage, but no movement was possible, and this added to her emotional rush.  She knew that when Rich started the vibrating, rotating dildo, she would approach being driven mad by the incredible device locked into her body.  The busk of the corset would hold the dildo securely in place and she would struggle hopelessly to escape, but there would be no escape!

It had been a week since Connie had accidentally imprisoned herself for hours on one of her machines.  The bondage accident had taken its toll on Connie by creating an obsession for the locking corset and dildo, along with severe bondage.  Each day the need for her to be trapped as she was a week ago became greater, and for the last two days it was all she could think of.

Connie had managed to convince Rich that the only way she was going to get over the corset-bondage obsession was through desensitization.  In simple terms, this translated to putting Connie in severe bondage with the locking corset and the rotating, vibrating dildo attached to the busk.  The key to making this work was doing it in such excess that it was no longer pleasurable.   Connie actually had doubts that this was the answer to her problem, but it was a way to get Rich to do what her obsession demanded!

The vibrator started, Connie screamed a silent scream and struggled against the straps binding her to the cross. Then the cross began turning, causing her bondage to tighten and loosen as her weight shifted on the rotating cross.  The little smooth bumps on the dildo were driving her wild as it rotated and vibrated.  The spoon-shaped device that held the dildo was vibrating and pushing directly on her clitoris.  Connie was experiencing end-to-end climaxes as she enjoyed the torment of her prison.  There would be no escape until Rich decided to let her loose.  There was nothing she could do to escape, but still she struggled against the unyielding bondage.  It felt good to struggle against the confining straps, as it reaffirmed her helplessness and the impossibility of escape.  Despite all her struggling she really did not want to escape!!!!

For over four hours Rich watched Connie rotate on the machine.  He guessed correctly that the sounds he heard her make were sounds of pleasure,  and that all he was accomplishing was to reinforce her obsession.

The first word out of Connie’s mouth as Rich removed the hood was, “Don’t stop now."   Rich ignored her pleas, removed the corset and sent her to the bathroom.  He finally gave her a bubble bath, dried her and rubbed her body with body lotion. 

Connie was being very forceful, insisting that they had to continue with more corset bondage in order to overcome the obsession.  Rich had doubts, but he had an idea and decided to go along with her request.  This time it would be different!

All of Connie’s machines, corsets, and related toys were designed to be comfortable, and, at the same time, very confining and sensual.  Rich knew the solution was going to be hard on both of them, but he had to do it.

He did as Connie asked, but first he insisted she use the lacing bar.  In an instant, Rich had her hands locked to the bar.  The nipple vibrators were next.  Connie thought the clamps on the nipple vibrators were a little tight, but then decided it was her imagination.  Rich had adjusted the clamps so that they were quite a bit tighter, and soon Connie’s pleasure would turn to pain.   The dildo was inserted and the busk locked closed.  Rich laced the back of the corset until the laces met. The corset now could only be released with the key that Connie had hid in the Freezer in a pan of ice!

Rich placed the breathing tube in Connie’s mouth and applied the hood.  He laced the hood as tight as it would go.  The electric obedience collar was next, and Connie did not have a clue yet as to what was going to happen to her.

Connie’s hands were still locked to the lacing bar, and Rich started searching through Connie’s numerous corsets.  He finally found one that was knee length, with full length boning, a high back, and a unique crotch-strap built in.  The crotch strap could be tightened by pulling on the end of the strap that came through the laces at the back.  The trick part was that once tightened, it could not be loosened until the corset was removed.  The corset was the same size as the one Connie was wearing, which meant that by placing it over the one she was wearing and lacing it closed, it would pull her in another inch.  Rich was fairly certain that if he laced her an inch tighter at the waist and around the hips, that soon the outfit would become very uncomfortable.  The crotch strap was going to cause some serious discomfort, as tightening it would force the spoon shaped device holding the dildo tightly against Connie’s body.

Rich laced the second corset on to Connie.  It took some effort to bring the laces closed in the back, although above the waist, he let them widen out to about an inch at the top of the laces.  Then with a quick yank on the crotch strap, he pulled it tight.

Connie was starting to worry - everything was too tight.  But nothing had started to hurt, so the extra tight bondage just added to her emotional rush of being helplessly trapped in bondage again.

Rich released her hands and carried her to bed.  Rich then placed a pair of shoulder length gloves on Connie.  The gloves were boned full-length, and they forced the hand closed when they were laced up.  Connie could not bend her arms because of the heavy boning in the tightly laced gloves.  Ropes tied her arms in a spread eagle position to the bed, and her feet were tied with an additional rope to the foot of the bed.  Each rope had a spring-loaded sensor in it that would close a switch if any additional tension was placed on the rope.  The switches were connected to the obedience collar, and would give Connie a substantial shock if she pulled on any of the ropes.

 Connie was totally wrapped up in the sensual pleasures of being bound by Rich, and the tight crotch strap was really doing its job.  She finally heard him say, “Sweetheart, I need to tell you what is happening before I turn your vibrators on.”

As Rich described to Connie what he had done and what was going to happen, her heart began to race.  In her darkest thoughts Connie had wondered what it would be like to be subjected to what Rich was describing.  She still did not realize the full impact of what the tight nipple clamps, or the nipple and dildo vibrators would do when the voltage to them was doubled, because Rich had added a second battery.  The obedience collar did not worry her, as she could easily lie here without moving.   Rich tried to impress her by telling her that the vibrators may not feel pleasurable, as the body might translate the very fast vibrations into a stinging or burning sensation.   Additionally, the speed at which the dildo turned inside her body would be double what it had been.

Connie’s body convulsed when vibrators started running.  She was screaming and trying to escape the terribly intense vibrations and the demon that was twisting and turning locked within her body.  The crotch strap had increased the spoon’s pressure against her clitoris and it was driving her wild with a combination of pain and pleasure.

Rich waited until Connie’s thrashing around subsided a bit, and then told her that he was going to connect the obedience collar.  He did and almost immediately, Connie pulled on all of the ropes at once.

Connie had pulled on the ropes on purpose, but the punishment convinced her that she would not do that again.  Unfortunately, her body would betray her many times and this was the first of many shocks the collar was going to give her.

An hour had passed.  Connie felt like she had been in bondage for hours.  There was no pleasure left in her predicament.  The corset was agonizingly tight around her waist and hips.  Each breath caused pain.  The crotch strap was making life unbearable by holding the spoon-shaped dildo-holder very tight against her body.  The vibrators attached to her nipples caused them to feel like they were on fire.  The twin vibrators built into the dildo that was trapped in her body were still creating sensations that were pleasurable as the device twisted and turned inside of her.  She couldn’t ignore the dildo and as a result each climax was rewarded with a painful shock from the discipline collar around her neck.  She could not be still when the rush of a climax gripped her body, and each jerk on the ropes holding her hands and feet produced a shock.

At the end of two hours, Connie was in agony.  Everything hurt, even the dildo.  How could she endure such punishment?  The answer was simple: she had no choice.  She was trapped, imprisoned. There would be no escape until Rich released her.  She could not tell Rich that she had had enough - there was no safe-word; her only choice was to endure what was being done to her and pray that it did not drive her mad.

Four hours had passed, and Rich was worried, as Connie was no longer struggling against her bondage.  He quickly released her arms and unlaced the second corset.  The hood and collar were removed.  Connie hadn’t said a word. She was silently watching Rich and thinking how much she loved him.

Rich could not find the key to release the tightly laced corset from Connie.  She knew that she had hid the key but could not remember where it was.  She needed to get out of the corset now, as everything about it was uncomfortable or painful.  Over an hour had passed when she remembered hiding the key in the freezer.

Rich retrieved the key from the freezer and about five minutes of hot water melted the ice around the key.  Rich quickly helped Connie out of the corset and carried her to the bathroom.  Soon Connie was in a hot bath and feeling almost human.  For the first time in a week, she didn’t want to be in bondage!!

ON TO PART TWELVE 


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