I knew this would be a similar position to the one the slave was in the other night. He would come in and hook a chain or cable into the end of the spiked sleeve and pull it tight. I knew it would hurt, but I was still excited by it.
“Are you ready, little one?”
“Yes, Master,” I answered with a little bit of nervousness in my voice.
Using the controls he pulled me up until my feet were completely off the floor. He hooked a thin rope into the rings on the side of the sleeve and pulled it over towards the wall. After looping it into a small ratchet device he started to pull it tight. Immediately I felt the spikes dig into my c**k skin. I instantly felt the difference. He continued to tighten the rope until my back and legs were arched and my c**k was pulled extremely tight.
“Oh f**k!” I
