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This bowing of the back and stretching of the shoulders is another time-honored technique. But again Mistress is far better equipped and much more ruthless than six to ten years ago. I quickly have another acute source of misery to deal with. And then Mistress uses two longer, wider belts to strap my captive arms tightly to my torso at the shoulders and wrists. That does it – my upper body is now as good as cocooned. Only my bound together elbows jut up a bit from my back. I writhe deliciously around while my beloved, humming excitedly to herself, immediately proceeds to secure my legs. First, she bends one foot up until the heel hits that extensively welted area just below the butt. Then she binds my ankle to my thigh with another short, stout belt. Extending the leg in the slightest i