After fifteen minutes or so, we awoke thanks to one of the cats jumping on us. Gads.
I woke Ruby up all the way by swatting her on the fanny. Must have hit one of those welts.
She pulled herself to the edge, and gingerly got out of bed.
"How may I serve you now, Sir?
We walked together across the room to a wall with a box in front of it.
"Turn around and stand on the box, back to the wall."
She did so.
"Put your arms over the wall behind you; I'll adjust it so it doesn't hurt." She moved her arms, I clasped them into place, then adjusted the top bar so it wouldn't hurt her arms, while checking for pinched skin under her arms. Perfect!
I walked back around and looked Ruby in the face. "Have you any idea how beautiful you are while you are being made-love to, Shining Gem? Your eyes just smoulder with urgency; your skin radiates desire, and pheromones to smell your attraction. Just looking at you standing there helpless is beginning to make me hard again. But I have my word to keep, and we must finish. Now spread your legs as wide as you can." As she did, I raised her up some and slid a triangle into the hole fitted in the back wall. She lowered her legs, then quickly got on tiptoes.
"The triangle feels sharp, does it not? Don't worry, I spread your lips so it would not cut them. Now, my dear, we have these clamps on string mounted to the end of the triangle. I'm sure you know where they go, eh?"
"Please, Lord Chuck, I'll do anything for you. Please don't put those on my nipples, please Sir!"
"Nipples? Of course not. These are for the aerolae, my Gem. The nipple has a special clip. Did I mention how pretty your hoop earrings are? and pierced right through the ear permanently! So convenient! Now that your breasts are being pulled down by the triangle's clips, I can attach these nipple clips to your earrings with this adjustable cord. We want your... pretties to stand up and look good, so the cord will be adjusted quite short."
Ruby began to scream, as the slightly sharp triangle board began to cut into her clit and cunt. She really screamed, however, when I removed the box she was standing on.
I allowed the scream to continue a while; hers is so melodious and rich. A closer look showed her clit quite crushed against the triangle as her feet reached for the box which was no longer there. Her breasts were pulling down because of her weight on the triangle, but being pulled up by her earrings.
A study in contradictions. I fetched my camera, shot some sound film of her screams and writhing, then closeups on her beautiful grimaces. And a really special one when I pulled up on the triangle, then let it fall. She might have awoken Mobius with that scream.
Her screams had changed to mews; she had gone hoarse. I moved closely to her and said, "Only the flogger left. Where would you like me to flog you?"
Eyes of terror shone brightly between the tears. She tried to say, "no where, please, Sir," but her vocal cords just weren't up to it.
"Well, since you won't tell me, I'll have to make my own choice. I will flog each breast twenty-five times. And since you did such a good job pleasing me before, I'll take the nipple clamps off."
The look I received beatified me on the spot. She was so thankful. She hadn't thought things through, though. I removed the clips from her nipples and the cord from her earrings. The other clips NOT on her nipples, however, remained.
Reaching for the flogger, she realized what was going to happen. From the dregs of her vocal chords, a truly magical scream eminated... and I slid the short penis gag into her mouth, the hollow one, so she could breathe but not talk.
Picking up the short flogger, I took position to one side and began to flog her breast. It barely moved at each stroke, due to the heavy cord holding it tight.
Going quickly, I applied the 25 in about 5 minutes, then switched hands and sides and did the other side. Soon after, I returned the box for her to stand on, and released her. Again I carried her to the bed, to examine her stripes and check if medical attention was needed. She had beautiful weals on the tops and sides of both breasts, but was otherwise undamaged. Oh, I'm sure her cunt was in pain, but young women like this had fairly flexible cunts; she'd be ok in a few days, barring any further abuse.
Too bad that's exactly what was about to happen.
Reconfiguring the board, I rolled it under the ceiling pulleys, and carried Ruby my shining gem back under it. She started to try and beg, but it was not possible; the gag was still there.
Lifting her legs over what amounted to a trapeeze bar, I lifted her up off the floor with the bar behind her knees. Rolling the board under her knees, I used the pulley to lower her somewhat, then spread her knees and removed the pulley bar so whe was bound in place, with the backboard gone and only the frame holding her up. And, uh, open. Her legs were wide spread. So was her pussy. I allowed her arms to stay free, so she could support herself somewhat.
"One more choice, dearie. I have a short cat here; where would you like your strokes? More on your tits or more on your cunt?"
Her suffering voice said quietly, "On my cunt, please, Sir."
I responded, "All forty?"
She screamed! "Forty! Are you mad? No girl can take forty on her cunt! You're drunk with power!" Suddenly she realized what she was saying, and curbed her vile mouth. "I apologize Sir. I was momentarily a little crazy. Could you please put 20 on my breasts and 20 on my cunt Sir?"
Good thing she got control; I was going to make it 100. "Twenty each, can and will, Beautiful Ruby."
Working from the side and overhand, I applied ten to the bottom of each breast. Standing directly in front of her, her wonderful aroma and dripping cuntjuices made me stop to do some licking and sucking. Unsurprisingly, she came twice in rapid succession.
Backing away a bit, I decided to forestall the other twenty, and told her so.
She cried her thanks, expressed again her willingness to do anything for me as a gratuity.
I lifted her from the swing, and gently laid her upon a cool leather table, heavily padded. Sliding down her body with my kisses, I licked and nursed at her beautiful breasts, avoiding the sore spots. Covering her face with a towel, I sprayed her thoroughly with cooling spray and again with a topical pain reliever.
Removing the towel, I entered her very ready love channel. A matter of 5 or 6 slow strokes made her cum again, then some hard, fast strokes got her cumming every other stroke, riding the wave. She could have long outlasted me, as things are with male and female plumbing, but I managed my release, washing her inside with my hot seed.
Lifting her yet again, we kissed deeply. I carried her to the Medical room, where A injected a pain killer and pronounced her fit, then we returned to the pool in my room to relax and cuddle the rest of the night away.