Lydia Black – Quiet Time in Sensory Deprivation

Lydia gets into some trouble looking at some questionable material on her phone and must be taught a lesson. She is stripped naked and is handed a vibrating dildo, a very large butt plug, and a bottle of lube. She looks up at him with wide eyes. He gives her a very firm nod and she lubes up the toys. The toys are so large, she has some trouble pushing them in. With a squeal or two, she manages and once again looks up at him. He hands her some thick shiny pantyhose and instructs her to put them on and pull them up tightly to hold the toys in place. She does as he commands and pulls the pantyhose up her legs and thighs while clumsily squatting and holding the toys with her other hand. Once the pantyhose are in place and pulled up, he hands her some satin panties and she pulls them on over the hose as well. “No way those toys are coming out now” he smiles.

Next, he places some earplugs into her ears and then takes a thin leather hood with a cutout for her mouth and pulls it over her head, and zips it up. Now blind and deaf, she can only guess what he will do to her next. He pulls a heavy leather panel ball gag over the hood and slides the ball into her mouth. He pulls the straps nice and tight so she can’t make a peep. He grabs some leather straps and bands her wrists and elbows together before attaching a leash to her neck and dragging her out into the garage dungeon. Once there, he straps her legs together with more belts and pushes her down onto her knees. He ties her wrist straps, elbow straps, and the “D” ring from her harness gag all together and then up to the ceiling in a sort of strappado that keeps her up and at attention. He adds belts around her chest and waist to add some tension to her predicament and then he leaves.

She is there for what seems like an eternity. Lost in the quiet darkness. If she sits perfectly still she can hear the gentle humming of the AC unit as it kicks on and off. She tries her best to shift her weight from one knee to the other, but the straps are so tight, they don’t offer much much opportunity for comfort… and… THOSE TOYS… Oh god, those toys… So big and uncomfortable. The tights and the way her legs are strapped together them in deep and solid. The vibrator humming away in a distinct churning pattern. It might actually feel nice if she weren’t belted in such a wholly uncomfortable way. Her mind tries to wander, but the pain keeps her right there inside of that hood and suffering in the now. She wonders when he’ll come to release her. How long has it been? She starts gently sobbing into the hood, every once in a while jerking her body to test the bonds… Then all of a sudden she feels warm hands on her nipples. She perks up like an about to get a treat. Some buckles are pulled through and her arms fall to her sides. More buckles… Daylight! How it burns her poor eyes. “You’ve been here for just over an hour love. Have you learned your lesson? Are you ready to behave?”….. “Yes, step-daddy.”