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Ansleigh Bound

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Author's Note: Just a scene…a moment in time…from my darker fantasies. Or suppressed memories?

Ansleigh is looking between her legs at the man who’s bound her in this position, aroused, fearful and not sure why she had thought this would be good.

She asked for this…even found a photo. So open. So helpless.

Ansleigh is bound against the pole…rather her chest is. Bent in two, her head wedged against the floor and the base of the pole, leather straps securing her body against the post. A wide band across her belly secures her lower back tight against the pole. Her legs are spread wide and tied to rings in the floor, stretched wide and bound securely.

Breaking Meg

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Author's Note: Meg surrenders, knowing she will be broken and rebuilt as He sees fit.

Chapter 1

The moment of truth, the moment when she could no longer escape, when her body was tightly bound and at the mercy of another, was always the same for Meg. It always aroused her. It always made her short of breath. It scared her, too, because she knew what could happen. She was no novice, and had offered herself to many dominants.

Marisa's Mistake

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Author's Note: Marisa’s adventure in self-bondage goes terribly wrong.

“AARRRGGGGH.”

“OOOOMMMPPPHH”

“WHEW.”

“OH MY GOD! WHAT HAVE I DONE TO MYSELF?”

The groans and exclamations and questions all went unheard, even by the beautiful woman bound to the bench inside the underground bunker.

The sounds were her first in more than 5 hours, except for the ragged breathing and steady slurping sounds brought on by the huge artificial cock that had been thrusting deep in and out of throat. Her pussy and ass felt strangely empty as equally large mechanical cocks withdrew for her rest period, however long or short that might be.