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| by Anne Gray | |
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| © 2006 - Anne Gray - Used by permission | |
| storycodes: FF/f; bond; leather; con; X | |
| Bondage Barbie 15 by Anne Gray FF/f; bond; leather; con; X | |
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Chapter 15 – The Rawhide Experience My most ambitious outfit for
Dawn was also extremely expensive. Preparing for its use the next day I put all
the components in a large bucket and lowered them into the hot tub overnight. To keep her quiet during the
process Beth forced a large rubber ball in Dawn’s mouth and buckled a strap
around her head to keep it in place. A
blindfold kept her from seeing the rest of the preparations and I pulled the
bucket from the hot tub, put it on a small trolley and wheeled it over to the
table where we had her strapped down. She was on her back with wrists
attached to brackets at each side of the table top and the adjustable metal
stirrups held her legs wide apart, knees bent, and immobile. She was completely vulnerable. Lots of lubricant didn’t stop
the moans as I pushed in a pump up butt plug, connected the hand pump and let
Beth inflate it. An over size dildo
followed and then we released one leg at a time to get the latex panties on her
legs and up over her buttocks. I
used a waterproof tape to seal them around edges at the waist and legs. Re-positioning the arm straps to
nearer her elbows we worked a pair of thin, tight rubber gloves on her hands and
tucking the thumbs across her palms. As
Beth held the fingers folded into a fist, I taped them over.
Reaching in to the bucket I located one of the rawhide elbow length mitts
that had been soaking all night and fitted it over her right fist; Beth got
another one started on the left hand. The lacing was also wet rawhide
thongs and we used large blunt needles to thread them through the eyelets and
pull them as tight as possible until we could knot them at the elbows.
Beth plugged in two large handheld hair dryers and we each directed a
stream of warm air at the rawhide covered arms, watching as it gradually dried
out and contracted. We paid special attention to the laces to make sure that as
they dried, they pulled the edges neatly together. Out of the bucket next came a
rawhide jacket that we worked up one arm at a time.
The sleeves came down to the elbows and there were 3” diameter openings
for her nipples and the top of her breasts; it closed down the back.
With Dawn in a sitting position, and the ends of the mitts tied to the
side brackets, we threaded the needles again and went to work closing the back
and joining the sleeves at the elbow. This time the drying process
took much longer because when the jacket was nearly dry I bent her arms up
between her shoulder blades and held them while Beth strapped them in place and
then we worked a rawhide pouch over her elbows and up her arms.
When this dried they were locked immovably behind her.
As we continued to direct streams of air at the outfit and all the
moisture left it the colour changed from dark to light – it looked just like
suede. Well, I guess it was! The next step was to get her
into a pair of rawhide pants and that was quite a job.
Finally a few inches at a time, we got them on her, flipped her on her
stomach, and laced them down the back from knee to ankle.
The crotch laced up the front and the eyelets around the waistband
matched those on the bottom of the jacket. The dryers went back to work
until she was encased in smooth, dry and very, very tight raw leather.
The bucket was nearly empty except for some more laces, something I was
saving for her head and a bikini crotch cover.
It went on next and when it was dry Beth strapped her legs together while
I went to fetch a one-piece black kid leather body suit with a single leg boot. The boot portion, which extended
to her thighs, had a ballet shaped foot and it took both of us to get her feet
started into it but we finally managed and worked the rest of it up her body.
When her upper body and shoulders were covered we reached for some more
lacing material and the needles. Taking our time to make sure the
whole thing was smooth and wrinkle free we started at her feet.
On one side of the full length opening was a leather flap about 2” wide
with a velcro strip down its underside. A
matching strip was on the other side of the opening.
As we finished lacing the boot part and continued up the suit the edges
of the opening were only 1” apart. The
suit had a reinforced corset built in from the crotch to below her breasts. Before
we pulled the edges together over her chest I took two short pieces of the wet
lace and we fed them through the eyelets circling each breast, pulled them
tight, then dried them. We finished lacing the suit to
just below her neck with the wet rawhide and then I used a dry piece to close it
up to her chin. As the warm air
flowed over them the edges of the kid leather drew together until the laces were
dry. The flap then closed to make
the join just about invisible. With the blindfold off and the
gag out her pleas to us went unheard as we filled her ears and pulled the rubber
cap over her head. The new gag
packed her mouth and was held in place with a couple of turns of tape.
Hollow nostril inserts followed and I reached into the bucket for the
last wet item. The rawhide helmet had openings
just for her eyes and nostrils and stopped just below her chin.
Beth held her head as I laced it down the back and then we dried it.
The black kid discipline helmet also laced down the back and then to the
neck of the body suit. A leather
gag strap went around her head and her tearful eyes were the only thing showing
that was not leather. She was as rigid as a board as
we slid her off the table and carried her over to the wall of the living room.
A simple, heavy gold chain went around her waist and the ends slipped
over two wall hooks on either side. She stood immobile, her weight
on the toe of the boot, bound about as tightly as I could conceive.
The black kid formed to every curve of her body and was a masterpiece for
my video camera. Beth and I sat on the couch with
a nice drink and enjoyed the scene. When
it did come time to release her the thongs would have to be cut – that’s
what made it so expensive – but worth every penny. 08.07.06 |
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