This story began on hot summer day. Lenka?s parents were preparing to go to the country, and she waited impatiently when she would be alone. At least the door was locked. Lenka slipped out her room. And she walked through the apartment. The rooms were empty; her parents went out at least. So she has two long weekends? She pulled at the front door just in case and began to prepare the things. She took out the piece of thick rope, some narrow leather straps and rubber ball from the wardrobe?s box. She put a stool in the middle of the room.
Lena took the slippers off and got on a stool. She took away a lamp from the hook. She moved away the wires. She got down and took the short piece of robe. She made two sliding nooses on both sides of the rope. She climbed the chair again and threw up the rope on the hook. She tied in a bungle, because the robe could slide down. All was ready.
Lenka sat down on the chair, put the slippers off, untied the towel and threw it about near the table. She had no the bra and pants on under her dressing gown. She was nude and went to the bathroom. She was searching something in old rags in the locker until she found her old jeans.She wore them when she was a little girl. She has hardly got into them. Jeans were small and also a hard belt had squeezed her waist, the skin on a stomach was pulled together with vertical folds. The body was filled with the sweet shiver mixed with fear. Cautiously going by barefooted legs, Lenka returned to the room. Two narrow loops rocked under a ceiling.Overcoming weakness in her knees, Lenka climbed up a chair, and adjusted the jeans. She rose on her toes, it was extended, and pushed gentle palms in loops.
Shivering fingers adjusted the knots. She relaxed hardly, falling on heels. The rigid cord captured wrists hardly. She was beaten by the large shiver from excitation.
NOW!!! She tightened slightly and pushed a chair aside by her nude foot. Lenka saw the reflection in the big mirror on wall. Her body was extended as a string; her waist was unimaginably thin because even hardly clasped belt of jeans was too big for it. It seemed that edges would tear up hardly stretched skin. The risen dummies of the protruding hard breasts, the tense muscles of hands. Her legs fitted by blue jeans were moved slightly apart, narrow foot is trying to reach the floor, at the same time, to unimaginably far floor. One minute, two...
The body is held down by the muscles, which had hardened from a pressure, it is rotating slowly, very slowly on a cord. Edges are raised from heavy breath. Large drops of sweat are slipping slowly on the tense skin of armpits. Four. Five. The extended body of the girl is rocking poorly. Seven minutes. A hip are compressed with force. The girl convulsively weaves legs, the body shakes from orgasm. The head is thrown back; the ceiling is shaking slowly in her widely opened eyes. Damp hair has stick round a back, wet from sweat. Muscles of hands are relaxed; shoulders are pierced with a pain. Lenka moves her opened legs around of herself. The nude foot catches something. A chair. Clinging by fingers, Lenka pulls it to herself. At last! The back of a chair tickles her soles slightly. To rise. Legs do not hold and knees are turned in. Clinging by the connected hands, the girl hardly keeps balance. She removes a cord from a hook, and going down from a chair to lie down on a floor. That?s all ?
After a while Lenka finally came to the senses and pulls the tight jeans hardly. She goes to the shower and stands under the jets of cool water very long. The idea comes to her head: «And it is possible to hang longer. Interestingly, how long is it possible to sustain? And it?s very simply to reach a chair". The body is full of sweet expectation again.
Lenka, not being wiped, is dressing only one shorts goes to the room. Standing for a minute and having thought how to make this time, she fastens a loop again, and put it on the hook under the ceiling. She brings a short sharp knife from the kitchen and presses it to the rope, above a loop slightly.
She takes the gag and leather thongs, and comes back into a bathroom. She puts the belts under a jet of water. Facing to a mirror, she pushes the gag in a mouth. The look varies, becoming strange somehow in an especial way touching. The girl takes the gape laces and connects them below a nape hardly, having thrown hands for a head. A heavy rubber sphere is bitter on taste.
All is ready. Having a shower-bath with ice water again, Lenka comes back into the room and sits down on the chair. She bends down and puts the leather thongs on the ankles accurately. The wet leather lasts as a rubber and covers her legs densely. Having got on a chair, the girl rises on tiptoe. She pushes hands into the loops. She also pulls a rope; the loops are strong tightened on thin wrists. Lenka throws back a head, and having inhaled deeply, from all forces pushes with the connected legs a chair. It overturns with a roar.
Hung body is filled with sweet weight. The girl stands at attention, then caves in back, bends legs, rough heels concern hard buttocks. Rush! It seems that heart now will jump outside. Gradually Lenka calms down, droops. Her mouth is full with saliva. The girl is slightly tightened, bows between the extended hands on a breast. She fades. The tense rope ? The extended naked body slightly squeaks rocks. The hot sunlight flows through windowpanes. It is very hot. It is awfully hot. The droplets of sweat slowly flow down on yellowish skin. Damp a hip are densely compressed. The hard rubber sphere prevents to swallow, glass of saliva lasts from a corner of a mouth, and heavy drops fall on a wet stomach. The girl occasionally moves, and then the body starts to rotate. It turns, smoothly stops, fades, and it is quietly turned into other party. It stops again. The girl slightly moves with legs, the leather thong squeaks on anklebones silently. One hour is passed...
Well, that?s enough. Tired muscles of hands do not hold, and it seems for Lenka, that her hands now will come off. She scraps a rope by unruly fingers, gropes a knife, and cautiously drags it under elastic band. She seizes the haft stronger, and presses an edge to the rope. The sleeping fingers do not obey, and the knife falls on a floor. Horror is running through the girl, the body instantly becomes covered by a sticky film of cold sweat. Lenka fights on a rope as the caught fish, curves a back, it is bent half-and-half and with force throws legs downwards, in hope that the cord will break or will come off a hook. It is useless.
Some minutes of struggle take away the rests of forces, muscles are relaxed, and the girl hangs again, her body is extended. She tries to cry, but only weak groan is audible from the stretched with a gang mouth. Only now Lenka understands, what happens. She is absolutely helpless, connected, she cannot even ask for help the most part of Saturday and all Sunday." Damn, the whole day, even there is more than day! What is now to do? I shall not sustain ? "
The weakened girl hangs down from a hook. The double up fingers of hands already have released a rope for a long time. The leather cord on anklebones dries up, crackles, and pulls together legs. The bones of ankles are pressed painfully. Lenka slightly turns in long naked legs, fidgets, overcoming a tension of a belt, and crosses the anklebones. So it is easier. How many already has passed? One hour, two? The girl seldom breathes, her nose is snuffling hardly audible. Hot edges do not move almost. The contours of hip-bones are appeared under the tense skin.
It is very hot. The drops of sweat shine on a yellowish skin, as morning dew. Half-closed eyes, wet cheeks from tears. The girl is like in semi dormancy or without consciousness. Waaw! It seems her legs are pulled together with the heated wire. The thong has hardened, was compressed, it deeply ran in narrow ankles. The feet have hardened from a pressure, were straightened, as the girl has risen on her toes, soles were wrinkled hardly.
The hardly tense veins by a belt are outlined under a thin skin sharply and spread apart the straightened toes. Bloodless foot seem cut out of the rimy white marble, little bluish veins swell up them, the nails have turned blue, the dense skin of heels was poured by nicotinic yellowness. Anklebones are crossed, knees are moved apart slightly. Lenka tries to move, and the connected legs are squeezed again from pain. It is strange, but she likes it. The nervous trembling, it seems that her body is poured with boiled water. The girl is curved, twitches, strong balls of breasts shake here and there, and buttocks are convulsively compressed. And-and-and! The gag stops the scream. Eyes are rolled up, on hot sweat flow on hips. She wants to drink. It would be desirable to drink. The bitter rubber sphere stretches the dried up lips. Sweat is not here more, the matte grains of salt gleam are on the dried up skin. Cool evening air does not bring simplification.
The sun has left a room, and Lenka starts to be cold. Twilight. There is a white soft body in the twilight room. The numb muscles have absolutely relaxed; the hanging girl has got unnaturally direct bearing. Hardly connected legs are slightly bent in knees; the belt does not allow them to be unbent. Lenka has absolutely stiffened from immovability and evening cool. Dummies were compressed in the hard wrinkled lumps; the body has become covered by a large goose flesh. Ohhhh ? It seems that a decaying piece of coal have been put to a stomach. The fly has sat down on the tense skin. Awful, intolerable tickling, the fly?s paws scrape the skin, as the heated needles. The damned fly climbs up on firm kernel of a dummy, and starts to clean its wings. Infernal flours fire and ice. Lenka coils very much. More precisely, it seems to it, that she fights on a cord. Actually the girl is motionless, edges have only shuddered, and hardly breasts have rocked. For the fly ? all is the same. The girl is not able to bear the horrifying tickling-. She girl faints again. The harmonious body slightly rocks on a hook.
There is a loud noise of the cars near the windows. Bright light of headlights draws the black extended shadow with the thrown up hands, crossed with a window frame on the wall. The mosquito whines in the room nastily. It is cold. It is very cold. The girl is fingered with a fine frequent shiver. She digs her teeth into the gag. The headlights become dim. Darkness. Darkness ?
Grey light of beginning morning. The units floated for a night, they are released and stretched a cord, and now Lenka touches the floor with her legs. Loud twittering of birds awakes the girl. She shudders and opens her eyes.The first she notices - the white fingers are in soft pile of the carpet. Lenka pulled the legs, the stretched thong with a loud crash bursts. Her snow-white foot turned pink gradually, they are filled with blood. Pain comes together with blood. It seems her legs as though are in fire. The girl bends knees with groan and tears the legs from the floor off. Gradually the pain passes. Lenka is straightened and with surprise finds out, that can normally rise on her toes and on all foot. She rests the turned pink heels against the floor and stands some minutes, enjoying feeling of a floor under her foot. All muscles ache from the changed loading, thousand sharp needles prick her body. The loop pulling together the wrist is loose, blood flowing to palms burns in her hands. Lenka compresses a cord with the fingers which received mobility again and quietly pulled it. The loosen unit without loading slides from the hook, the girl removes the cord from her wrists and, suddenly having lost balance, softly falls on a floor. And, already falling asleep healthy, she is surprised with her own idea:
"It has fine turned out. What is still such to think up? "
