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For this he 'won a prize of 100. This was to be a surprise endurance test with the comitor winning another 100. The lights dimmed as the compere announced that the first female to be in the seat number he announced would be invited to come. With his best Oscar award voice he announced ' and the number is ; seat 145' A spotlight flashed forward and back across the assemble audience before coming to rest on Pam. Being normally shy, she immediately grabbed my arm and blushed profusely, but already two assistants were trotting Pussy Eating Techniques up the aisle to help her from her seat, encouraged by the compere and the cheering and whistling of the crowd. Pam put her hand to her mouth as the platform revealed a pair of stocks with padded leather ankle cuffs. The seat consisted of a large firm cushion. 'There's no going back now' said the compere leading Pam across to the stocks. As they approached, two pretty female assistants clad in high heels and short white dresses took Pam by each arm. The stocks were opened and she was seated the cushion. In a few seconds the stocks had been closed and my pretty wife was held prisoner awaiting her fate.

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The two assistants stood back and all was quiet. I noticed that a giant TV screen above the stage was now portraying every precise detail to the audience. The compare turned to the audience ' and now tonight's special guest- the man you'll love to hate, please greet The Baron otherwise known as the master tickler' The applause was interspersed with jeers and boo's as a bald headed slim tall man in his early fifties walked onto the stage. He was dressed entirely in black, with knee length riding boots giving him an air of superiority. He stopped to stare at Pam. The audience went silent. The Baron continued just to look as if psyching her out. The two female assistants took up position Tight Pussy Pics each side of Pam. They did not restrain her but seemed to be offering comfort enabling Pam to clutch at their hands. The Baron walked slowly forward. Kneeling before Pam both of her shoes were skilfully and quickly removed. The Baron ran the index finger of his right hand from her heel to the top of the toes of her right foot.. Pam flinched and struggled nervously. With a smile in which malice , cruelty and pleasure were strangely mixed the Baron again began his unbearable ministrations.

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I noticed that he steadied the back of Pam's foot with one hand compressing her toes back with his thumb. This prevented her from wriggling and stretching her gorgeous foot. Consequently there was no escape and soon her shrieks became hysterical and fearful. I watched as if hypnotised as she tossed and threw her body around as much as the bonds would allow. After about thirty seconds I became convinced that Pam was losing her mind. Her writhing body just seemed to be a mass of screaming nerve endings, she tossed wriggled and jerked as if one possessed. My eyes were drawn to the large screen were Pam's torment was displayed in precise detail.
I know this must have been an early incident, for I was simply astonished that she did not have a penis like I did. In fact, I thought she must have been hiding it from me somehow, and I grew angry and refused to pull my pants down, something which I'm still a little guilty about.