For fifteen minutes I continued to squirm, whimpering at the pain in my groin, pleading abjectly with my eyes, while they extensively and hilariously ridiculed and critiqued my appearance and performance (so far) as their pathetic little torture slut. Then over more lines of blow the decision was made to mummify me with cellophane, immobilizing me and leaving only my head, groin and buttocks open to the air. These areas would then be free to receive the long night’s concentrated abuse, while the rest of me struggled in vain.
This process was carried out by first using strapping tape to bind my legs tightly together at the ankle, knee, and thigh. Then an entire foot-wide roll of ordinary household cellophane was wrapped tightly all about my legs from the pointed toes of my women’s shoes to
