Chapter Ten
Triple Play Redux
I’ve been like this for hours now, and the torment, both physical and emotional, is unbelievable. Sigh...just another day as my hot wife’s slave.
I’m balanced on the very tips of my toes, my immensely aching feet locked into a pair of uncompromising ‘ballet boots’. My legs are spread far apart, held that way by the long iron bar locked to my ankles. My elbows and wrists are both cuffed tightly together behind my back, a horrible strain on my shoulders. Compounding this stress terribly, the cuffs on my wrists are locked to a steel cable connected to the newly installed ceiling winch. Mistress Luani has drawn that cable so far up that my arms are stretched perpendicular to the ceiling, forcing my body to bend so far over at the waist that my torso is parallel
