Jodie's Slaves Part One - Sex Stories

Jodie's Slaves Part One

... across her wrist buckling it down tightly. It was simple...I was not very good yet...just a thick strap with eyelet holes for the buckle tongue and a heavy ring embedded in it. I had already threaded and tied a thin strap of leather through the ring and now I circled the tree until I was again by her side and clasping the other manacle around her free wrist. I tightened the strap until her arms were outstretched behind her and her back was tight to the tree.

“Now do not speak and don’t bother trying to get away. You won’t.” I stroked her hair out of her face and traced her curves with my fingertips. “You are gorgeous, you know, and intelligent and...good. That is why it had to be you, you see. Nobody else would have been as...satisfying.” I kissed her.

“I told you I would make it all better, didn’t I?” I pulled my phone out of my pocket and flipped through a few screens before holding it up to her. There was a series of messages to me, and a photograph. It showed me, tied to that beautiful four post bed. My clothes were torn and there were deep scratches criss-crossing my body. I was crying and there was a beer bottle shoved between my legs. You gasped when you saw it.

“Read the texts, Barb,” I ordered. You did:

J--Please! Please don’t do that to me again!

B--Come now! I told you this was what was going to happen.

J--But it hurt so badly! Please!

B--If you are going to stay here, you will do as I say, Girl! Julie doesn’t whine so much! Besides…(then ...

... the picture)

...you look so beautiful when you cry.

She looked up at me, confused.

“This was sent to me,” I explained, “From YOUR phone. Do you think anyone will believe you if you told them I did it myself? Oh, and I have already archived it to the cloud, so taking my phone or breaking it will not erase this exchange.”

“Jodi...what is this? Why...omg why?” She asked.

“I told you I would make it better. It’s not actually your fault. It’s mine. I set it up...I set you up...you belong to me now. What would happen if the authorities, your job, your husband saw this series of texts? You will be fired, ostracized, divorced, most likely. You would certainly lose Julie! You are forgiven for wanting me, Barb. I made you want me...although...it really was very easy. I doubt I could have ensnared a truly virtuous woman. I have done a lot of thinking these last few days. I think I understand now why it had to be you. You want what I have to give. And I could not give it unless it was wanted. Now, you are going to spend a lot of time denying that you want what is going to happen, but you do, Barb...you DO! And I can prove it. This...” I held up the phone as I pinched one of her perfect nipples.

“It's just insurance. I can’t have you calling a halt to all of this until we have explored every angle.”

“Please please this is insane. You are hurting me ! You Don't have to do this. I would have let you have sex with me. Please Jodi ...oh god pleaseee dont do this!” Barbara ...