It was near completion and his excitement grew now with each passing hour as he lovingly and tenderly put the finishing touches on the device. He had built every inch of this cruel device with her in mind, images of her naked sweating body , stretched, back arched, her ample breasts thrust out as perhaps he applied the lash across them, or turned the wheel that tightened the ropes once again about her slender wrists and ankles, drawing her up, her soft gasps and sobs filling the small room where he lovingly crafted this cruel agonizing device.

They had met in a chat room, drawn to each other in shared conversation, discussing the finer merits of female suffering, both savouring the sweetness of each other’s words. She was tender, soft supple, her form to him perfect to be able to take and use for pleasures some intense some less but always dark and sweet. He had fist tested her a week after they had met taking her to his chamber making her sit astride the pony, her arms tied over her head her body stretched as she stood on her toes astride the cruel device, her soft wet swollen lips nestled ever so gently on either side of the cruel edge, her clit less than a ½ inch from it. He had watched as she struggled with the bindings to stay on her toes, her leg muscle tightening with each passing second a she struggled to stay on them her body lashed intermittingly with his flogger across her back, hips belly and breasts, then changed up to the cane to bring her gentle yet tormenting taps up and down the backs of her legs her tightening muscles adding to her suffering.

He worked her hard in his room, watched her build, eyed her suffering with great pleasure and enjoyment, took her along to the place her knew she wanted to be than snapped her back, her tears and sobs a delight to his mind and heart. He tormented her with exquisite care, taking all of her into account leaving nothing to chance, each move calculated evenly and measured.

Each session always ended with her in tears, but they were tears of surrender and happiness as he carried her from the room to the bed room, laid her on the bed and tended to her with care and tenderness, dried her wet teary eyes comforted her and took all her pain and fears away.

It was now ready, done completed to the best of his abilities. He stood looking at it his finger tips running gently over the smoothness of the wood and the coolness of the metal parts. He stood and looked at it seeing in his mind’s eye her stretched upon it, feeling his own intense pleasure building, knowing that she sat in the next room awaiting him to bring her into this one and to open the door again of pleasures untold. He smiled a soft knowing smile then turned and opened the door stepped into the room where she was firmly taking her and leading her into the next room, standing behind her as she looked, a soft gasp issuing from her lips as he laid her eyes on it, he feeling the slight tremble her body made a she looked, both knowing the pleasure to come and the bonding it meant.