Amber whipped

[racklover]

HJM, thanks for the crux pics, had not seen before. I started reading Chamber of the Bells. I was very surprised to find, in an early chapter, a very long description of a "racking" scene which is quite graphic in its prose, focuses on the beauty of the stretched female form, the addition of whipping under stretch, and, most surprising to me, Amber's repeated pleas not to be released or to have the tension lessened, but rather pleas to "RACK ME" over and over as she is sexually stimulated by the experience. You don't see that very often in the racking literature, and represents the depth of her masochism!
This reminds me of some experiences I've had in LA and NY dungeons, when I was lucky enough to meet masochists who yearn for bondage and impact play. And my first wife who used to beg for me to tie her tighter and humiliate her. (At the time I knew how to tie her tighter. For instance, I built her a simple rack device with a long 1x12x10' plank and a home depot hand crank winch. Ankles tied at one end and wrists tied to the winch rope and stretch away! But I didn't know what she meant by "humiliate" as this was pre-internet, pre Al Gore. Damn. Too late now.)

[HJM]

HJM, thanks for the crux pics, had not seen before. I started reading Chamber of the Bells. I was very surprised to find, in an early chapter, a very long description of a "racking" scene which is quite graphic in its prose, focuses on the beauty of the stretched female form, the addition of whipping under stretch, and, most surprising to me, Amber's repeated pleas not to be released or to have the tension lessened, but rather pleas to "RACK ME" over and over as she is sexually stimulated by the experience. You don't see that very often in the racking literature, and represents the depth of her masochism!
This reminds me of some experiences I've had in LA and NY dungeons, when I was lucky enough to meet masochists who yearn for bondage and impact play. And my first wife who used to beg for me to tie her tighter and humiliate her. (At the time I knew how to tie her tighter. For instance, I built her a simple rack device with a long 1x12x10' plank and a home depot hand crank winch. Ankles tied at one end and wrists tied to the winch rope and stretch away! But I didn't know what she meant by "humiliate" as this was pre-internet, pre Al Gore. Damn. Too late now.)

You're welcome racklover, any time I can find some good pics I'm happy to post them for others to enjoy. And thank you for describing how you use to stretch out your first wife on the rack. Did you ever whip/flog her when you had her in that position?

[racklover]

HJM, thanks for your comments. Additional info for you: My wife was 5'3", approx 105 lbs, long blonde hair, small breasted, nicely toned arms and legs, and quite pretty. When I initially told her about my bondage fetish, she was concerned, as she admitted to being nearly raped in college. Her fear of being tied was understandable. I convinced her she would be safe and although nervous, she said she would give it a try. I gradually introduced her by tieing her wrists in front, and later AOH, moving slowly over the days to her legs, adding a leather gag, etc. I actually showed her some Blakemore films on 8mm (remember those?) which really seemed to turn her on (count me surprised). This eventually led to her asking for more severe bondage. She had been away for a couple weeks at one point, and I busied myself building her rack as a surprise. I showed her the surprise, she was delighted and excited. Of course, I told her to remove her clothes which took only moments. I had the rack positioned at a 45 degree angle propped up against our dining room table for want of anything else available in our apt. I tied her legs to the large screw eye at the base wrapping her ankles with white colored rope, enough wraps to spread out the strain. Similarly, I wrapped her wrists with 4-5 wraps of the rope,and then ran the winch rope to the rope between her wrists. Her wrists were at this point just above her head as planned. I gagged her and began to turn the winch handle, slowly because this is the sexy way I think! Her lovely arms were slowly stretched toward the winch, the bend in her arms gradually disappearing, until they were straight. She was moaning softly into the gag, not in any pain, but feeling a sense of helplessness, getting into her sub zone. Now the fun begins for those of us who love the rack. I continued to crank the winch watching her arms pulled tighter, watching the arm muscles contracting trying to fight the inexorable pull, starting to pull her shoulders, enhancing the shallow of her armpits, stretching the skin over her ribs, pulling the breasts higher, and eventually pulling her legs against the ankle ropes, her body sliding ever so slightly along the rack. I realized then that I should have found a way to make the surface of the rack more slippery so there would be less friction, even a piece of fabric would have helped). I stretched her a little more until she grunted into her gag from the strain. The scene was so thrilling. Glorious submission. Back in olden times we had Polaroid cameras, and I took some pictures. (Very sadly, I lost these when we split up some years later). What I wouldn't give for these now. I hope this fills in some lacking details.....

[racklover]

Sorry, I got distracted recalling that scene. No I did not whip her, we had not progressed to that stage. Missed out, screwed up on that count. She would have enjoyed that in retrospect, and so would I. Live and learn. And today I would have known enough to find ways to humiliate her....sending her down the hall to our small storage area which was assigned to each apt unit in a very revealing outfit, maybe underwear or a bathing suit, or a T shirt with no panties, risking running into neighbors, with the task of bringing her "rack" to the apt for another session.. Telling her to bring ropes to me in the living room for a bondage session, but she would have to crawl both directions...Tieing her on our outdoor patio, skimpily clad, with arms AOH or maybe seated with arms and elbows tied behind a chair, where maybe neighbors might see her...sending her to the single guy who lived upstairs, dressed in a bikini, rope in hand, asking him to tie her arms and send her back to me...So much fun we never got to explore. Damn.

[HJM]

Racklover, you paint a very erotic and vivid picture of how you use to stretch out your ex on your homemade rack. Very nice. And if you find another woman willing to be bound to your rack and stretched, be sure to humiliate this one, and also have a whip handy

[Neto Chaco]

I recall pics of Amber very well. Very intense expressions. Thanks for the memories. Wonder if that olive oil?