1. The Agreement. Part One


    Date: 7/4/2017, Categories: BDSM Fetish, Hardcore Author: Tauno1138 

    The gloved hand turned the lever to lock the door. &#034remember what I told you in the car.&#034 She reminded me sternly. &#034After I lock the door, you will have no chance to back out. No safe word. I will have complete control over you, for as long as I need. How long I desire. You will cry, you will beg. Fear will flow, for as long as I need it to.&#034 &#034Any questions?&#034 &#034No ma'am&#034 with a quiver &#034Do you understand?&#034 &#034Yes ma'am&#034 She had her ravenous hair tied back tightly. The White blouse with the sleeves rolled up. Her right hand; a cropped black leather glove. Her left hand; an elbow length black latex glove with a black fingerless leather glove overtop. A lamb thrown to the slaughter. The leather pants told a story. A second skin. The knee high combat boots were polished regularly. You could tell. &#034no questions.....good. Just the way I like it.&#034 With a snickering smile. &#034Strip.....I like them vulnurable&#034 I proceeded to follow the instructions. A mound of clothing dropped to the floor. &#034Put these on&#034 She handed me black hinged handcuffs. She kept them in her purse. A girl keeps handcuffs in her purse. A woman keeps hinged handcuffs in her purse. &#034BEHIND YOU!&#034 This was my only chance... The click on my left wrist confirmed my choice. I clumsiy brought my right arm around and secured myself to her liking. Once she heard the final click. She smiles. &#034Good boy&#034 &#034You will need everything you receive ...
    ... &#034 Grabbing my chin, she spit in my face. In my left eye. It blurred my vision. The latex clad fingers slithered in my mouth. Ticking the back of my throat. Testing me with a snicker. Releasing my throat from her grasp I was met with a firm sloppy slap. &#034Thank you.&#034 &#034You need a leash&#034 she demanded, pinching my nipples. Opening the oak drawer...a set of nipple clamps now dangled from her leather digits. A deep burn on the right, a sigh escaped. Clamp attached. Leather glove... smacking me across my cheek. jolting me again. &#034Not another whimper from you slut&#034 The left now, she was skilled. With conviction my nipples burned. A gentle pull tightened them greatly. She snapped a leash onto the chain &#034Come&#034 I descended down the stairwell in her porch. Following her ever so gently so it doesn't burn as much. Trying to match her the tap of her devastating boots. &#034You will be my slut, my slave, my toy, and whatever else I want you to be. For as long as I want you to be. Does that arouse you? Does that make you HARD?&#034 Turning, I trailed behind her on my short leash along a long dark hallway. Her soles from her combat boots were heavy, my cock yearned. A high quality boot. My hands struggled in the cuffs. She stopped. Crept up behind me. The grasp from the leathered hand onto my right arm. cllllllliiiicccccckkk. &#034I like them tight, Don&#034t you?&#034 A scent of soft leather against my sore cheek. Holding my chin. Straightening. &#034Knees!" ...
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