Jnj
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Jim waterboarded me as the demo at our recent Fear Play presentation at Leather Retreat. We have a prenogtiated understanding that no matter what I say or do, he does not have to stop a scene until he wishes, and this type of play really brought that to the fore front. He propped a piece of plywood up on a 30 degree angle, and had me climb on top of it. He pushed me in to a lyaing position, so that my head was at the bottom of the board pointing to the floor, and my feet were above me. Seven people from the class held my thighs, ankles, shoulders and wrists, while the rest crowded around us to make me feel claustrophobic. I hate to be immobilized as it terrifies me, so I began to panic a bit before he even started the main event. He put a t-shirt over my head, with the neck of the shirt around my neck, but the torso pulled up over my head and tucked underneath me to hold it tight. He started with a cup of water, and poured it directly in to my mouth, and I started to sputter, which made the t-shirt suck in to my open mouth. The water flowed down my nose and made pools in the nose and mouth of the t-shirt, so even when he stopped pouring, waterboarding was the gift that kept on giving, and I could never truly clear my nose and mouth or feel like I was catching my breath. After a bunch of cups of water that came quickly one behind the other, he switched to buckets. I started screaming at that point, trying to get someone to understand that I was drowning, but he and the people holding me down wouldn't listen. I truly felt like I was in distress, like I couldn't breath (if you can scream you can breath), and I could not calm down. At one point I pissed myself, which sucked even more because it just ended up running down my body. The whole event was the most tortured and panicked I have ever felt. We went through 40 gallons of water, which is a lot when it is being poured down your throat. I was screaming safe word but no one was listening, I was praying some one would stop him, I was thinking that this was a stupid idea, and I was out of my mind with terror - this claims that this is not torture are bull shit from my perspective. It was so hot! The angle really makes a difference. Since my head was lower than my lungs, despite all the gallons of water being poured into my throat and on my face, gravity took its natural course and no water entered my lungs.
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