It is a sunny, warm day here at The Attic. Chelsea is naked and shackled outside in the blazing sun on a wire frame bed. Her wrists are manacled to the bed above her head, her neck has a metal collar around it that is also shackled to the bed frame. She cannot raise her head. Finally, each ankle is shackled and spread far apart so that her sex is accessible, visible. As time passes she becomes more and more uncomfortable in the sun, her fair skin burns easily. The black ball gag buckled into her face hole keeps her quiet and adds another layer of discomfort to her. The warmer it gets the more she tries to free her wrists. She keeps looking at each one, trying to pull her hand free without a smidgen of success. JR finally shows up and kindly inquires about how hot is out here, how hot she is getting. He doesn’t care, as he places a clear cylinder over her clit he starts telling her she needs a sun tan anyway. After peeling her camel toe and hood back he places the cylinder right over her clit and starts sucking it into the tube with a hand pump. She flinches a little a first but as it becomes drawn deeper and deeper into the cylinder she starts to cry out. We can see her naughty bit in there, too. It seems to draw deeper and deeper into it even after JR has left her. She has a renewed sense of wanting free now and struggles harder to do so. When JR returns he is carrying a fuck stick with The White Boy attached to the end. He mounts it in her cunt and then fastens it to the bed so it remains deep inside her. Once he is satisfied it isn’t going to become dislodged he spends a little time tickling her. Starting at the soles of her feet he finally moves around to her armpits and down her sides. She tries to thrash about but she is so securely fastened to the bed frame she can do little more than cry out and beg –which she does. Tiring of that little game he goes back to her clit prison and starts to tug on it, thump it, twist it. Her sex is drawn deep inside and is becoming purple on the end. He tells her how fucked up it looks, like maybe she won’t be able to use it anymore. He takes a Celebrator and runs it up and down the shaft of the cylinder -vibrating everything inside. She slams her eyes shut and turns her head as though it were pure misery. When he finally removes the cylinder her clit comes out slowly, with a strong, high-pitched sucking noise. It is deformed now, discolored, three times its usual size, swollen and sensitive. JR takes the Celebrator and places it directly onto it. Her whole body tenses, she rolls her head back and forth, she tries to raise her head but cannot. She simply has it lie there and endure it, whimpering and crying the whole time it takes place. Her legs and pelvis begin to shake as though she wants to cum, wants JR abruptly stops. He goes to fetch a pail of cold water, returns and then throws it onto her. She is completely doused, and unexpectedly at that. The face full of water makes it difficult to breath, She turns her ball gagged face to one side, coughs through the gag and a cup of water comes out. She can’t seem to stop coughing now. Disgusted, JR walks over and removes the ball gag from her face hole. She is clearly mouthing like a fish out of water as she sucks in unencumbered oxygen. Leaving her ankles still manacled, he frees her neck and wrists. He then places them into stocks. Her wrists locked into the wood on each side of her neck, which is also locked into the wooden stocks. Once locked into the stocks he frees her ankles from the bed frame and then places a short, heavy chain between her ankle manacles. He then has her get up. It takes her awhile, she stupidly tries to figure out how while wearing the stocks and manacles. After about a minute of trying she finally succeeds. JR has placed a clear cage, lying on its side nearby, and orders her to make her way over to it and get inside. She has to take tiny steps to make her way over to it and then JR tells her to get down on the ground and back herself into it. The stocks she is wearing are wide and barely fit into the cage unless at an angle. Being the dumb cunt she is it takes her awhile to figure this out, to figure out how to even get herself into it. JR just keeps barking orders at her, to hurry the fuck up. Once she is finally inside the cage he comes over and shuts the lid, locks it and then raises it up on end with her inside. She freaks out, one moment horizontal and then suddenly she is vertical before she even found a comfortable position to reside in. JR, unhappy with where the cage resides in the shade, he moves it back out into the direct sunlight in view of the public. Being clear, not only is it a cage, now it is a hotbox. Poor Chelsea, not only is she locked in it now, but it also contains rotting fruit and what was left of the enema Layla in it the month before. Sitting in the sun now, the temperature begins to rise inside exponentially. Too bad for Chelsea, JR headed out for awhile.
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