Chapter 394 Skilled At Fucking & Eating Pussy:>Ep23

• Looking closer I noticed several modern carriage bolts had been installed through some of the beams. These were probably to hang things the farmer once stored down here, but now were repurposed for our kinky needs. I also noticed a spreader bar leaning against the shelf and several whips and assorted sex toys on the shelf. Then I realized the cellar looked like a medieval dungeon. My knees went weak and I swooned. Thankfully Mistress Kim caught me.
• "That's right, my pet," she cooed. "It's time for your punishment for losing the contest."
• In short order my wrists had been cuffed using thick leather cuffs above my head and spread just over shoulder width. Similarly my ankles were cuffed using the spreader bar a similar width apart. Basically I was in a standing spread eagle in the middle of the cellar. My Mistresses could walk around my body with plenty of room to tease and torment me. Mistress Kimberly was in charge, but she quickly delegated my punishment.