Alice in Thunderland - Sex Stories

Alice in Thunderland

... the code.” Alice had thought him silly at the time, but now she wasn’t so sure. For a moment, she was sure that she was getting a glimpse of the man who had created Thunderworld... or at least this portion of it. *** As Alice entered the room, the door closed solidly behind her. From this side, the door was just one of the panels in the wooden wall. The decor was still Baroque and the walls looked like the luxurious walls of an 18th Century French castle, but the furnishings, except for two chairs and a divan, had a much more modern touch. Or, at least they seemed that way to Alice. She wasn’t sure. She really didn’t have that vast a knowledge of 18th Century BDSM devices. There was a large X-shaped cross with leather restraints hanging from the ends mounted on one wall of the room. A padded punishment bench of some sort sat in the corner. A set of stocks which were made of highly polished cherry wood stood in the middle of the room. And across the back wall of the room was a slanted rack. Alice had seen racks before. They were featured in historical documents from the Inquisition and from Medieval times. She had even seen an actual rack in the Tower of London with large wooden spools on which to tightly-wind the ropes which would pull some unfortunate soul’s arms and legs out of their sockets. This rack was different, however. For one, it used chains rather than ropes. It also had an iron or steel mechanism with a much finer gear and pawl system that would allow the ...

... tension to be increased in much smaller increments. But the thing which made this rack most different from any rack Alice had ever seen was the padded stocks for the feet and padded restraints for the wrists. The foot stocks were completely covered in leather and had what appeared to be sheep’s wool both within the ankle hole and on the bottom side of the stock. The arm restraints were almost long enough to reach the elbows and included a bar that could be clenched in the hand to prevent damage to the wrist. To be sure, this rack was capable of pulling someone apart, but it was obvious in its design that the intent was to create the tension without permanent damage to the person being stretched. Even the fact that it was slanted rather than flat implied that a person was intended to willingly place themselves in its pulling grip. “Within this room you will call me ‘Master’ or ‘Sir’,” he said as he turned to face her. “Do you understand that?” “Yes, sir!” Alice found herself answering in almost a shout. “What are you to call me?” he asked. “‘Sir’ or ‘Master’, Sir,” she answered. Her voice was more controlled, but just a little. “Do you know what these devices are?” he asked. His voice was calm and reassuring, almost as if he did not want to unnecessarily scare her. “Yes, sir, I do.” “Then explain them to me,” he replied. “The large cross is a Saint Andrew’s Cross,” she began. “It is used to hold someone firmly with their arms and legs spread out. The person can be either facing the ...