{"id":10448,"date":"2025-09-26T09:03:49","date_gmt":"2025-09-26T07:03:49","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/inannajustice.com\/?post_type=temoignages&p=10448"},"modified":"2025-09-26T09:33:53","modified_gmt":"2025-09-26T07:33:53","slug":"une-convocation","status":"publish","type":"temoignages","link":"https:\/\/inannajustice.com\/en\/temoignages\/une-convocation\/","title":{"rendered":"An invitation"},"content":{"rendered":"

After a few exchanges by e-mail, I received a summons to attend an address on a Tuesday at 1pm sharp. I didn't really understand the reason but the authoritarian and slightly threatening tone of the last e-mail finally convinced me to go to this appointment in the hope of understanding and being able to talk.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

It was with some trepidation that I climbed the stairs. As soon as I crossed the threshold, I found myself with a bag over my head - the darkness of the room made it impossible to see what might be going on. I panicked a little and feared what might happen next, but without having time to think, a feminine voice drew me into a room. With my bag off, I discover a bathroom where Madame Inanna, in a beautiful tight-fitting dress with a magnificent d\u00e9collet\u00e9, orders me to undress. I refuse, but the tone of voice, the look in my eyes and a few slaps make me realize that it's better to obey and that a shower is compulsory. Madame Inanna is a beautiful woman with a charming smile that hides a natural authority and a sadistic side I'm about to discover. I still try to keep my underwear on under Madame Inanna's mockery. Once I've showered, I call her after putting my underwear back on.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Madame Inanna then explained why I was there: she searched my clothes and found a document and an object belonging to her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

She demands that I confess how and why I am in possession of these goods, I can feel her anger rising and her suspicions about me confirmed, I was already being watched. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

We pass through a small living room before finding myself in an impressive room equipped with numerous accessories lining the walls and various objects on the floor, the use of which I soon understand. I find myself tied to chains with my arms in the air.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Madame tells me she is waiting for a friend who is also involved in this case.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I wonder if it's a bluff because it's just the two of us.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I deny all knowledge of how these objects came to be there. I can feel Madame getting annoyed with my answers.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Madame Inanna snaps a whip, I'm scared. Sadistically, she switches from caresses to blows that I try to avoid, impossible in this position. My panties end up on the floor and I'm naked. She takes hold of all my sex, warning me that I'll end up confessing everything.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I hear a noise in the living room, another moment of panic as Madame Inanna leaves the room to greet her friend. I'm ashamed to be introduced like this to this beautiful, soft-spoken woman with pretty eyes, but I feel a great perversity as she giggles at me. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Madame Lule, whom I didn't know, approaches me, twists my nipples and spits at me, murmuring that I must confess everything. When I refuse, Madame Inanna puts a ball gag on me, making me drool, and mockingly tapes a glass around my chest. Clamps are placed on my nipples, and I can feel my saliva dripping into the glass. Depressed and humiliated by these two very conniving and expert ladies, I want to run away.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Finally I'm untied with the hope of being set free. I beg to be left, they laugh. My hands are placed in mittens and they gently caress me, demanding that I masturbate, which is practically impossible.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Again the interrogation, I have to repeat phrases: my height my shoe size and Madame Lule begins a cruel game of words whispered in my ear forcing me to stare at a point in the room I end up losing all sense of time and space the sensation of becoming a puppet a toy in their hands.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Fortunately, she eventually brought me back, although I was still a little lost. Madame Inanna had prepared the torture table.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Then I have to lie down. I'm tied up tightly and fear invades me again. Madame Inanna shows me an electrical device which she places on my sex, and a castrator cord on my frightened testicles, still lost. I confess almost everything she wanted to know from the start, hoping for an end to the ordeal.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I try one last lie, but it doesn't work. Madame Inanna triggers the electric device, at first a pleasant tingling sensation that soon becomes painful. Madame Lule, leaning over me, continues to whisper in my ear, plays with my nipples and makes me suck her fingers.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

My legs are spread and the worst is bound to happen. This time, Madame Inanna takes care of my anus, opening it with a speculum and then inserting an electric dildo, which will eventually get the better of me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

After this intense session, she very kindly came back down, a very pleasant moment surrounded by wonderful women whom I thank very much.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Join me on Telegram<\/a>.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Note from Inanna Justice: I don't edit testimonials except to protect sensitive information or to slightly correct mistakes to make reading easier. <\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

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