Diane
Supplementary
I'm not quite sure where this segment will fit into the completed version of
"Diane", if it's ever finished.
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DIANE by SD
Part ? Session report
From: Sadie
To: The Master
Subject: Session report, Slave: Diane Scott
The session began with Mrs. Scott naked, save for her 5" white spike heels.
Her wrists were tied together behind her back, but before being tied together
her arms were bent so that her hands pointed up, not down, and her hands were
pushed high up her back. From her wrists ran a cord tied to a chain looped over
her neck, which had strong, sharp clips at each end, and these clips were
attached to the subject's nipples. Subject displayed indecision as to which
pain was worse, keeping her hands high, or the pull on her nipples when she let
them slip.
There was also a very strong double sided clamp on one of her pussy lips. The
other side of that clamp held a large and quite angry rat by it's tail. As the
rat would bite anything it could reach, Mrs. Scott was forced to stand with her
legs widely separated to assure that the the struggling rat's teeth didn't swing
close enough to her pretty legs to take a bite out of them, but the choker chain
around her neck, fastened to a cord hanging from the ceiling, prevented her from
spreading them too far, so she was compelled to hold very still to avoid
inparting any momentum to the rat. After she stood in this position for a
couple hours, her buttocks were caned until she couldn't help moving, and her
twisting caused the rat to swing back and forth enough that he could and did
bite the subject, said bites causing her to suddenly spread her legs further
apart, which in turn caused the choker to close around her throat, making her
close her legs to relieve the pressure so she could breath again. Of course,
this enabled the rat to bite her again. She went through this cycle several
times before she was finally able to force herself to hold still when the rat
bite her, her stillness permitting the rat's momentum to abate, and we returned
to the pre-caning situation (but with rat bites on her legs, bruises on her
throat, and blood on her white shoes).
To increase the fun, we rolled in a small cart on which Diane's best friend,
whose recent abduction she was unaware of, was tied, and also brought in two
blocks of ice. Diane's shoes were removed, and she was stood on the ice, then
the cart was slid beneath her, between her legs, such that Diane's friend,
Christine (a petite redhair about forty; photo and statistics attached in
Appendix A) had her face just below the rat's head. Christine's hair had been
pulled to both sides and tied to the cart so as to prevent her from moving her
head. Were Diane to have pushed away the ice, or slump from the pain and
fatigue of her latest ordeal, the rat would have had immediate access to
Christine's face. But even as she endured the pain of standing with her bare
feet on the ice, it was plain to both subjects that the melting of the ice would
eventually lower Mrs. Scott until the rat reached Christine's face - which,
thanks to a video camera and strategically placed monitors (plus an order
forbidding her to close her eyes), Diane could see, so she could not fail to see
the terror in Christine's wide brown eyes. A scarf pulled tightly in
Christine's mouth prevented her from speaking clearly while offering no
protection for her soft lips, but the sounds passing over the gag weren't so
garbled as to conceal her fear, or disguise her pleas.
Diane had been similarly gagged to this point, when her gag was removed so she
could beg, which she did quite nicely, weeping and pleading and trying to
bargain with offers of all that she'll do if we'd just move Christine. But
since, as she knows well, she'll do whatever we want her to do, no matter what
she may want, she had nothing to bargain with, and the ice melted and the rat,
only more agitated by all the screams, slashed at Christine's face until one set
of screams ceased, and we rolled away the cart. Christine survived, and as luck
would have it she still has one eye, so we'll tend to her so that in a day or so
we can show her what remains of her face; then she won't mind a bit part in our
next snuff film quite so much (damage to her face precludes any larger role).
She was taken to the infirmary for treatment.
Video and audiotape of this session turned out well. Both subjects' responses
to pain and fear were excellent. Product of this session should be quite
popular. Still shots from the video enclosed in Appendix B.
Diane, after being forced to look at Christine's ravaged face, was undone and
her wounds treated, then handcuffed and returned to her tigress cage, the three
cubic foot cage in which she sits, sort of, alone in a totally dark room until
we decide it's time for her to suffer again.
Well, most days and nights she's alone in her tiny, dark cage. Tonight, she has
a companion.
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