In Aunt Lisa's Bondage Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

In Aunt Lisa's Bondage Pt. 01

... fervent desire to tie her captive, spread eagled and inescapably to that item of furniture, then shag the girl half to death!

As the Domme on her screen finished her 'rope-work,' the stage Bridgette now fully in her hands and under her control, beginning to find herself playfully struck with a riding crop, nothing too harsh or serious, Lisa began to make her own plans of how to capture the delectable real Bridget. With her own fortieth birthday rapidly approaching, she was simply going to hold a party for family and friends at her own quite spacious, for Lisa was not short of financial resources, house. Maybe something would turn-up there, or more to the point perhaps Lisa could engineer some kind of situation, where she'd gain the upper hand and force her niece to surrender her body to her aunt's desires?

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Well, this Saturday had started superbly. With my new 'bike that I'd only bought a week or so ago, a second hand admittedly, Yamaha R6, a 600cc four-cylinder sports bike for those who don't know; I'd got up very early. I love these summer mornings and had gone for a hundred and fifty mile blast in less than two hours, arriving home just in time for breakfast. Full of adrenalin with the blood running around my form as fast as I'd just ridden. At times travelling at considerably over the 'ton,' one hundred miles an hour again to the uninitiated, I enjoyed so much riding during these early weekend mornings, because it meant almost no traffic or police activity ...

... to impede my progress. But then, after I'd parked the Yam in the garage and entered the house, mum had to go and ruin my fantastic mood.

"Ah, there you are Bridget. Don't forget it's your Aunt Lisa's birthday party tonight, and yes, before you say anything we're all, yes that very much includes you, young Lady, going! I promised her that we would, so we are. End of story!"

"Yes, mum. Of course I'll go." Sod it, I'd given up my normal Friday night down the pub, so I'd be sober to go for the ride I'd just enjoyed. Just my luck to have totally forgotten about bloody Lisa's party and just planned to make up for it there tonight.

Also going to Lisa's meant no chance of meeting any dishy blokes, in fact the only men who would be present would be members of the family, and believe me, I didn't fancy ANY of them. But, whilst we're on the subject of 'fancying' I rather feared I had quite a problem on my hands. My Aunt Lisa herself.

Now let's get one thing straight, right away here. Lisa was tall, slim, with beautiful golden hair that simply cascaded off of her head and surrounded her flawless face and piecing blue eyes, she was simply stunningly sexy and utterly gorgeous. If you were a bloke that is, after all Lisa is very much a woman. But here's the thing, Lisa wasn't into men at all, she had a different target in mind, it occurred to me, and believe me I really hoped I'd got this wrong! For ever since she'd split up with her last girlfriend, Charlotte I think her name ...