Try to endure the pain

Caroline smiles at you as she locks the shackles in place. You get a feel for the strain on your legs before leaning back on the throne.

"Celeste, please stand up as far as you can for me so I can insert the hook into your pussy," Caroline requests as she looks up at you. You follow her instruction and Caroline quickly slips the hook into your pussy with ease.

To your own surprise you find yourself muttering the words, "I’m looking forward to this," under your breath as you are penetrated by the object.

With the hook in place, you hold your body upright with all your strength. You use your hands grip the bars and attempt to alternate the brunt of the stress between your leg and arm muscles to stop them from cramping.

The feeling of uncomfortable pressure between your legs is a constant reminder of the hook in your pussy; you are just thankful that the wire is still slack. You can feel the restraints tearing into the skin on your feet but the pain is nothing to break your focus.

Time passes and your initial standing audience have lost a certain amount of interest and are now sat down in chairs while drinking, laughing, and tossing the occasional glance over. There are some glum and expectant faces that clearly have been betting on how long you would survive.

Their desires won’t be kept from them much longer as legs start to shake and are getting harder to control. Your shoulder muscles are burning and you need to relax your legs or they begin to spasm. You swallow as you realize you have **** but to sink you weight onto the hook.

You let your muscles slowly relax and feel the weight press against the insides of your pussy. As the hook digs in, a sharp pain shoots up and you have to resist the urge to howl and jump since your muscles need the rest.

Gritting your teeth, you sit in this position for at least thirty seconds then lift yourself back up onto your protesting legs.