Femdom Rack Torment
The Domme remembers seeing men being put to the rack in old historical movies she had watched with her parents.
When her dominance emerged and she began enslaving men, she often thought of those torture racks. She had never seen one in a fetish toy store or heard of another Mistress using a rack.
She never knew how the merchant learned her address She was glad to receive his catalog. The catalog aroused her sadism and acquisitiveness. There were many cages of unusual shapes, peculiar but exciting bondage gear. Were she rich, it would take a warehouse to accommodate all the devices she wanted to order.
She decided to devote more time cultivating new money slaves.
Later in the day, she finished going through the catalog. The whole time fantasizing about the amazing ways, she could torment men.
Sudden, there it was. She saw a rack, a solid, heavy piece of Femdom furniture. It would take a bite out of her savings. How exciting it would be to live her favorite fantasy.
Her current slave man spends hours every day stretched on the rack. You can only stretch a man so far without breaking him. A prudent Mistress Owner, she never wastes her slave men.
She whips him of course. Clothespin torment never grows old. Or tickles him with feathers. Her sadism exhausted she sits on his face while his striving tongue brings her many orgasms.
Often while playing the slave on the rack Mistress Owner orders her sissy slave to loosen and retighten the bound slave man’s body.
The rack is a dream fulfilled, Mistress Owner is so happy.