Marley
Posted: 02/24/2011

When we first find 24 year old Marley she has been standing nude with her arms bound from her wrists to well above her elbows behind her back. A rope wrapped around her neck is secured up to the ceiling. She has been alternating her weight on one foot and then the other as JR walks in and drops her dinner bowl down at her feet. After releasing her neck he has her get on her knees and bend down to feed. It is the same bowl he feeds his dogs from and he has dumped a can of cold Campbell’s Chicken Noodle soup into it. She has to stick her whole face into the bowl to get at it. When she pulls back with a mouthful her face is covered in cold chicken juice and noodles hang from her nose and mouth. She is a pretty girl doing a pretty ugly thing. When she has eaten the bulk of it JR comes by and kicks the bowl out from under her face. He pulls her head up from the floor with her neck rope and shoves her face into his crotch and presses his dick repeatedly against it. Then she is pulled to her feet and her neck again tied off to the ceiling --to the point her face becomes full and red. She’s then ball gagged and a tight crotch rope installed. Afterward, he pulls her arms up high to the ceiling behind her in a strappado. The result is her body juts further forward choking her neck. She is up on her tip toes now in an effort to relieve some of the pressure around her windpipe, to help her breathe. He then ties a rope to her crotch rope and runs it up to the ceiling and back down again. On that end he ties two 16 lb. bowling balls and hangs them high off the floor, almost level with her face. The weight requires her to stand even higher on her toes to relieve the two pressure points causing her so much discomfort. The rope through her crotch digs in so deep it disappears just below her clit. She clearly grows more concerned as worry washes across her face. Her body is being pulled in multiple directions at once, in her most sensitive areas. JR takes a large wooden paddle, walks over to her and lays one across her butt cheeks. At first she doesn’t crack, but four seconds later she sucks in air and spit through her ball gag in a wet gurgling sound and then breaks a small grunt from her face hole. Just a small one. The next hit sends this girl who prides herself on composure, dancing on her toes and whimpering repeatedly. Her air intake is now more audible as she keeps her body in constant motion –from the sting in her ass, to the rope around her neck, to the rope in her crotch –she can’t quit moving to find relief. She looks around cautiously and with fear. The sound of her spit being drawn back and forth over the ball gag is unmistakable. She coughs under great stress to her neck and face. Gurgling noises. Then JR brings the paddle to bear once more. It immediately forces her spit and slobber through her ball gagged face hole. Wet sounds fill the room and she finds herself whimpering, her prideful collected composure more than cracked now. She sounds like she is choking, and she is. Choking and trying hard not to completely fall apart. Bubbles of spit pop up around her ball gag and then –smack! She sucks in all the air she can before expelling it rapidly with spittle flying from her face hole and wet gurgles, slurpy sounds permeating the air. Her ability to breathe so compromised that each breath is an obvious struggle, a noisy affair of fluids and coughing. He leaves the room, leaves her to her suffering.

No girl has yet been able to complete a scene inside the clear cage with the use of electricity on the floor of the cage. JR thinks Marley may be the girl to get through it. After placing her in a box tie, nude, with high heels and a large ring gag and clamps on her nipples he puts her into the cage. She is forced to squat inside because if any bare skin touches the bottom of the cage she will immediately feel a painful shock. After closing the lid and pad locking it shut he suspends it four feet off the ground. She already looks distressed, the ring gag giving her a permanent scream. Her feet begin to hurt cramped inside her too small high heels. She leans back against the wall of the tiny space and tries to hold still. JR comes around and begins spinning the cage in all different directions throwing her off balance. She struggles to maintain her position, to keep from touching the copper floor. She looks over at the giant white cock stuck to the wall of the cage with fear. She knows she’ll be taking that down her throat while ring gagged. JR orders her to start taking it while the cage is still in motion. Barely able to move inside she attempts to raise herself in order to get into position. She knows if she falls down inside this small space she’s going to get a painful shock. Her thighs are cramped from constantly squatting and her feet and toes are screaming inside the heels. She almost gets the cock in her face hole before falling onto her back. She struggles to get back into position, fear and worry and desperation etched in her face, her mouth jacked open. She is being pushed to her limit just to move a few inches. What seems like an easy maneuver is anything but and her frustration grows obvious. The more she tries the more she becomes stressed, until she finally breaks. Marley safe worded.

Finding her next she is in a severe elbow tie. A rope around her waist has her bound wrists attached to it at the small of her back. A ring gag keeps her face hole wide open. JR takes the free end of the rope around her neck and ties it to a pole mounted in the floor. She has to bend at the waist with her neck now securely attached –a bit like a horse tied to a hitching post. Immediately drool begins to fall from her open face hole. It drips from the top and the bottom of her mouth in long, frequent strings of slobber. It annoys her and we find her occasionally trying to shake her head to sling them off her lips. JR tells her to spread her legs wide and then ties a rope spreader between her knees keeping her legs open and her holes available. JR leaves momentarily and returns with an IV stand that has a large, clear enema bag hanging from it. She looks over at him with deep concern. Seconds later she finds a nozzle going into her brown hole and water filling her bowels. It doesn’t take long after that before she finds herself moaning out in waves of discomfort. Drool falls in cascades of fluid, smacking the floor beneath her face. Grunts and sounds that tell you with no uncertainty she is cramping inside. Once JR has her filled up he un-hitches her from the pole and leads her by the rope outside, still nude, still ring gagged, still bound, with her rope spreader and bowels full of warm water. Her need to relieve herself is strong and she contorts her body in an effort to keep from expelling the fluid onto the floor, even to walk. The need is urgent as they head outside to a place where JR will let her blow the nasty liquid out of her ass. Unfortunately for her a rainstorm is going on and the temperature is hovering around 40 degrees. The sound of the rain is almost deafening and she is lead over to a cluster of trees on JR’s property. He makes her walk fast through a minefield of dog shit. Once under the trees he makes her squat and hold it as he binds her neck to a large tree branch. Once she is secured he gives her permission to expel the enema. The sound of the water shooting from her asshole can be heard over the rainstorm falling down onto her nude body. She is humiliated and objectified. It takes her several minutes for all of the fluid to find its way out of her colon but once she is done JR has her stand up and cover her mess with her feet, much the way a cat would cover its own turds in a litter box. She is then left to her own devices in the cold, wet weather.

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Lilith
Posted: 02/17/2011

It has been a long time since we’ve seen this extreme introvert here at The Attic. She has written several times over the last two years wanting to come back in but somehow schedules never lined up.

She is a very pretty girl. A girl who doesn’t like that beauty distorted. But that’s all JR wants to do, turn her into a freak, twist up her face and hook her mouth, her nose. Make her a side show performer. It bothers her. But it isn’t enough to turn her into a freak, then he wants to freak her out. Make her panic. Make her do things involuntarily –out of sheer terror.

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Brinn
Posted: 02/10/2011

She has been Into The Attic before. Two times. Each time she leaves she always makes contact again, usually within a couple of weeks, asking for more pain. It never seems enough...

Hi,

I would love to come back in again. I'm looking for pain, and am up for anything, curious to see what happens.

Thanks,

Brinn

By the end of the day Brinn could be heard begging for the pain to stop. Even simple things, like not being able to move her head, brought her to tears. The inability to move yourself when your ass or back or thighs or feet are on fire from the pain simply adds to her discomfort, her desperation, her cries. But there were other things to beg for too, like when she begged just for a break...pleading that she could not take anymore.

Of course she can.

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Elise Graves
Posted: 02/03/2011

Elise Graves - Still Captured - Part II

JR has put Elise into a vertical worm tie. When we find her she is in the old out building. Her feet barely touch the ground as her bondage has been tied to a hoist overhead. When she grows tired of standing on her tip toes she gives in and finds herself swinging in the air, rusty chains rattling overhead. When JR comes in he raises her all the way up to the ceiling and leaves her there. She can do nothing at all. Her whole body is tied tightly with rope from head to ankles. Tied onto itself, leaving her no way to reach out or even touch a part of her own body. She can only look around and wait, swinging. When JR comes back in he takes her feet into his hands and rubs them lightly before abruptly standing up and gabbing her left nipple to spin her around on axis. It stretches out far from her body and she winces out in anguish as JR brings her a full 360 degrees using only that eraser head nipple. When she grows disoriented he takes the thick wooden paint stick in his hand and strikes her hard against her ass cheeks. With a face distorted from pain she tries to shake it off, to wiggle her body like a worm in mid air. He comes back with the Hitachi and places it at the top of her cunt. Within seconds she is moaning pleasure, undulating in her bondage. She tries to push her pelvic bone into the vibrator but she can’t get any purchase. She keeps desperately trying and finally manages to work herself up to the point of asking him for permission to have an orgasm. He gives it but warns her to let you, The Viewer, know when she starts pulling it out. She starts to scream that she is, that she is cumming --NOW. At that moment JR rips the vibrator from her pussy and leaves her orgasm thoroughly ruined and desperately needy. And just as suddenly as he pulled the vibrator away he lays another hard strike onto her ass cheeks using the wooden paint stick. She finds herself going from complete pleasure to completely the opposite. Annoyed that she swings around too much after being struck, JR ties her big toes to a hook in the floor beneath her and then fetches the heavy wooden paddle. When she sees him returning with it she starts to moan her displeasure. She mumbles out to a higher power. As the paddle gets closer she starts repeating, “Oh my god, Oh my god”. And then it hits her squarely across the backside. She screams out immediately and then takes in a deep breath and slowly exhales it while saying, “fuck, fuck, fuck”. Her big toes, tied to the hook in the floor, keep her from swinging off the spot she has been hovering over for some time now. This strike doesn’t leave her very quickly, the sting still forefront in her brain, she begins to cry. JR rubs her clit and sticks his fingers in her pussy as she starts to sob. Then wipes her juice on her crying face. He fetches a flogger and begins to whip the top of her pussy with it until she is screaming one long, constant outcry. Even after it stops she continues to cry out. JR sticks the Hitachi between the ropes running over her pussy and leaves it there, her cunt still stinging from the whipping. She hangs in midair, vibrator wailing away on her snatch, as JR continues to beat her. Her body is confused by the attack upon it. Her cunt feels pleasure while the rest of her body feels searing pain and discomfort. She tries to push into the vibrator to position it but her legs are slammed together so tight and close she can’t seem to bring herself off and then suddenly she is begging for release, begging for permission to feel her pussy explode. JR leaves her there, hanging in the wind with her vibrator...

Elise is nude on the floor. A pair of her dirty panties lie nearby. Metal spreader bars are between her wrists and ankles as she sits on her butt. A tight crotch rope runs between her legs and up to the ceiling where it runs back down to a bucket full of heavy chains. It sits on the floor near her ankles. She looks around apprehensively while she tries to find a better, more comfortable position; she’s pretty sure she knows what is coming next. JR walks in and sits next to her face. He picks up the panties next to her and opens her mouth. With the panties folded crotch side out he shoves them into her face hole. When no more will fit inside her tiny mouth he tapes them in with clear packing tape, wrapping it around her head and face multiple times. She is still trying to accommodate the dirty panties in her mouth as he starts lifting the heavy bucket up toward the ceiling using her crotch rope. She has to raise her waist to relieve the pressure in her cunt. He continues to raise it until she has to pick not only her waist up but her whole torso using her arms and legs –until she finally looks like a panty gagged crab on the floor. The crotch rope is clearly dug into her pussy deep, to the point her labia actually hides some of the rope running between her legs. JR leaves her there. Her body tensed and rigid as she is forced to hold herself up as high as she can to keep the bulk of the pressure off her cunt. If she tires at all, if she lowers herself one bit, the rope will dig into her clit with maximum force. But she does have a choice. If her limbs tire she can always raise the bucket to transfer that anguish to her cunt. With her muscles screaming out from constant tension JR comes back to address her with a horse whip. He works her chest over, her torso, before concentrating solely on her nipples. She screams through her panty gag, she begs for him to stop. Each time her hard nipples are struck the intensity of her scream rises in crescendo. She tries to get out of the way but there is nowhere to hide, no way to move. Her body is fully exposed and each movement she makes sends a clear warning message to her cunt. He places a Hitachi on her clit, over the rope, and brings her to the point of release --she ask him for permission. He gives it, but only if she lifts the bucket off the floor with her cunt...

It has been a long day for Elise and she has requested to eat several times. But dinner for her isn’t going to be what she thinks. Nude, JR has fitted her with a heavy wooden stock around her neck. It’s just a big wooden square that her head fits through. In order to make her more presentable for dinner JR has fitted it with a metal apparatus that reaches up over her head. Metal hooks run from it to the corners of her mouth stretching it open and disfiguring her face. A nose hook keeps her nostrils pulled up high and is tied off to the apparatus above her head. It is a heavy object to have to wear and leaves her face distorted and difficult to look at. She is a freak. As she sits at the dinner table JR can be heard preparing a meal in the kitchen. She is waiting on him, dealing with her head bondage and licking her lips that grow dry from her freakish situation. When JR comes from the kitchen and sits down he places a bowl of spaghetti in front of himself and her. He eats his food hot while she waits on hers to grow cold. As he eats his meal he carries on small talk with her as though she looked perfectly normal. When she replies she cannot be understood, a small river of saliva falls from the corner of her face hole. Then suddenly, between bites, he looks over to her and acknowledges her situation, tells her how ridiculous she looks, then continues to finish his meal. She watches him eat his hot food and then looks at her own bowl, knowing she can’t have it until it is ice cold. She throws her head back to keep the saliva from running out of the corners of her mouth, the muscle and tendon in her neck straining with the weight. JR turns to look at her and inquires about her day. When her meal has lost all heat he spits in her food and pushes the bowl over to her giving her permission to start eating. The heavy stock partially blocks her vision of the food and she reaches out for it blindly. Her hand finds the cold noodles and sauce and she brings a wad of it up to her freakish mouth, her tongue completely outstretched to meet it. She pushes the cold rations into the hole in her face, noodles hanging from her disfigured mouth, she is unable to use her face hole like a normal person. She tries to chew it, slicing the noodles dangling from her face hole which fall down and collect on the stocks just below her mouth. The food starts to make her drool uncontrollably as she tries to swallow it. She picks up another hand full and shoves it in, the cold noodles look like pale worms as they hang from the entrance to her throat. Rivers of drool containing small, disgusting pieces of food, now cascade from each corner of her mouth and noodles can be seen hiding out there as well, lost to her in the darkness of her face hole. Soon spaghetti sauce covers her chin, little pieces of cold meat are smeared over her teeth and her whole face -from the bottom of her nose down- is wet and covered in a nauseating mixture of spit, sauce and noodle pieces. Hungry and tired she tries her best to fill her stomach in spite of the difficulty, constantly shoving handfuls of spaghetti into her distorted face. She picks pieces of food off her stocks and from her face and shoves them. She knows it will be a long time before she can eat again.

Before putting Elise to bed for the night JR carries her up into the attic. After placing a rope spreader between her ankles he bends her at the waist and ties her wrists to the same spreader. With her nude, standing and bent over JR rolls a IV stand with a full enema bag next to her and pops the nozzle into her asshole. With four quarts in the bag he releases the water which immediately starts to flow into her rectum. The water was made intentionally cold so as to provide the maximum amount of cramps in her colon. When the bag is half empty she is already writhing in need, in urgency. By the time it is three fourths empty she is calling out to god. Her intestines are no longer hers. She can’t control what is taking place inside her body. Something so intimate, so base, her need –completely out of her power. When her insides are full JR removes the nozzle and picks up a diaper. He snugly fits it onto her as she pleads for release, for her need to expel herself in privacy. Once he has the diaper on her he re-ties her hands above her head. She is standing there nude save for the diaper. Her need to explode the cold liquid from her colon is so strong her body contorts in an effort to hold it in, unwilling to release it into a diaper she is sure cannot hold it all. JR lets her know this is where she’ll be staying the night, just like she is. Before he leaves her he ties a rubber hose tightly around her neck until her face bulges out and turns red. As he heads down the stairs she is pleading with him...”I have to poop.” Her face is pinched up and distorted as she cries out from cramps. Unable to hold it in any longer she releases the torrent into her diaper over a cacophony of wet farts, rushing liquid and desperate, humiliated moans of discharge. Muddy liquid runs down one leg and her diaper hangs down low, discolored and heavy from the mess inside. When JR comes back to check on her he takes a paddle to her diaper and beats it soundly where it sags the most, squishing the dark matter against her backside. The diaper has grown so heavy and saggy he wraps duct tape around it and her waist to insure she’ll have that mess as close to her body as possible before leaving her for the night.

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