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At last, I'm back at Madame Lule's for a second interview. I can't yet imagine what this session will be like, but my first experience with Madame has given me a few guesses and ideas that almost make me shudder in anticipation. After the usual greetings and a few preparations, here I am, handing her the keys to my chastity cage. My fate is now linked to his good will. So, naked, I present myself to her behind the door of her secret lair and, through a hole in the wall, there she is, fastening both my wrists. As someone who likes to be restrained, this was a good start. The door opens and I'm in the play area. Hmmm. A prayer to God. Madame asks me to sit down, and here I am, in less than 5 minutes, totally tied to this strange piece of furniture. I'll be damned! Madame decides to have me recite an extremely well-known prayer, which is quite disturbing in my attire and position. And every time I make a mistake .... Wham .... A swift blow .... The straps slam into my back... my shoulders... my arms .... Another mistake? Hot wax is dripping on me this time ... very hot indeed .... Almost borderline ... but I keep saying my prayer and .... I keep making the same mistakes! My brain is foggy from the situation! Madame is looking for my nipples to pinch and start working on them .... But as I'm still having trouble reciting without making mistakes, she continues to swat me all over the place. She approaches me. Her gaze is even more determined and she unties me, but all the better to punish me! 

Here I am, with my back to her, standing against a magnificent St. Andrew's cross. And now I'm treated to a full-scale presentation of the various whipping implements. She alternates between them with great dexterity. My back, my buttocks, my shoulders, my ribs, my ass again, then my back and my buttocks again. I admit to moaning, shuddering and dreading all the new strokes, but I also admit to having really enjoyed this moment - like all the others, in fact. No marks on my body that evening. Madame has really mastered this, but I tell myself that with traces, the intensity would have been impressive!

Madame now wants to move on, and here she is, turning me on the cross. I'm now facing her, still naked and caged. She pulls my arms up to the top and ties them to either side of the cross. I can't move. Totally fettered and, above all, I'm now totally at her mercy. My nipples, body and crotch get the perfect workout! I can see her eyes shining as I writhe in pain and she places her magic clamps on my nipples! It hurts, but I know it'll pass in a minute. Then I blow and Madame enjoys making me moan for a long time! Fabulous moments of intense pleasure. 

Once my nipples are quite sensitive, Madame decides to move on to a new area of my body .... My intimacy .... My little anus ... and here I am, tied up again, facing her... and she penetrates me, facing me. First gently, then more savagely, I love to feel her body going back and forth inside me, liberating me and bringing this parenthesis to an end. As Madame is always very playful, she decides to continue for a very long time - but I have to admit I enjoyed it a lot too. I squirmed and struggled, but being tied up did nothing for me! Madame decided to continue after I had surrendered! Painful but delicious moments. It's probably the reason I'm finally going to recite the prayer properly! .... That's how I get into the shower and slowly come to my senses. 

Finally, when it's time to leave, Madame is kind enough to hand me the keys to my chastity cage .... Phew, I know I'll be able to set myself free! 

Testimony of S.