Debbie Part 7

Mistress turned to Miss Cunningham: "Her clothes are over there," she said pointing to the effects: "get the bitch dressed. Make sure that her waist doesn't exceed 16 inches. And make it snappy, big-titted cow!" As Mistress returned to her conversation with Dr. Jacobsen, Miss Cunningham sprang into action. She quickly released Debbie and led her to the corner where Debbie's new clothes lay. Once there Miss Cunningham cuffed Debbie's hands in front of her, connected the cuffs to a chain coming from the ceiling and pulled the chain until Debbie stood stretched out as much as she could. Debbie had not even attempted to struggle as this went on. First of all she was much too submissive by now, and secondly the prolonged teasing torture had taken the last tiny bit of struggle out of her.

Miss Cunningham removed the white corset Debbie had worn during her stay at the clinic. It was immediately replaced by a corset made of blue rubber with steel supports. Using the tightening robot also used by Mistress, Miss Cunningham tightened Debbie's corset until Debbie was gasping for breath and she felt like she was being crushed in half by the wicked contraption. As Miss Cunningham removed the robot, Mistress came over with a measuring tape to check on her work. "Hmmm. 15 inches," Mistress remarked, "very good, slave." Miss Cunningham blushed at the praise and kneeled, kissing Mistress shoes with gratitude. "Get on with it." Mistress said to the kneeling slave and returned to Dr. Jacobsen. Miss Cunningham once again wasted no time. She removed Debbie's shoes, which left Debbie dangling by her wrists about 3 inches off the floor since the platforms she had been wearing were about that high. This hurt Debbie's wrists, but neither Debbie nor Miss Cunningham paid any heed to this. Miss Cunningham because she didn't have the time to do anything about it and Debbie because the pain was actually welcome this time; it took her mind off her caged member straining for release that wasn't forthcoming.