I walk through that door again, slightly out of breath and anxious, but eager to find out what Madame Lule has in mind for me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Showered, naked under my satin shirt, Madame Lule gently presents me with the chains intended for me, letting my imagination run wild.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Equipped with wrist and ankle cuffs, I'm soon sitting severely chained to a prie-dieu. Chains clamp my torso and abdomen to the prie-dieu's backrest, my limbs bound to its feet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Oops! My left leg frees itself, resisting Madame Lule's attempts to immobilize it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Catching my facetious glance, Madame Lule says:<\/p>\n\n\n\n
- Relax, Houdini.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
In the end, the recalcitrant leg was soon imprisoned for good. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
She adds a spreader bar above my knees, then sits opposite me, lifts my shirt and lets me know I'm now at her mercy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Equipped with three wartenberg wheels, she rolls them in turn over my thighs and sometimes over my sex. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
There follows a long succession of this torture, interrupted by pauses during which Madame Lule promises me she'll resume so that I dread the pain to come. Sometimes she adds a vibrator between my legs, sometimes she pinches my nipples at the same time and increases the pressure of the wheels.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
After this long period, I'm tied to the cross of Saint Andrew. My nipples are pinched, my sex whipped. Madame Lule puts on a spiked bra and presses it forcefully against my nipples. Intense pain.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Finally on my back, my legs attached to a gantry fixed to the ceiling. I'm introduced to Ugo, whom Madame Lule inserts into my anus. Combined prostate massage with vibrator on the sex and painful pinching of the nipples.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I leave Madame Lule, flabbergasted and fulfilled, fantasizing about what might happen next.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Testimony of F.<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n