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They quickly filled the bag that was in Gwen’s butt with red
wine. As they were filling her, they could hear Gwen moaning in
her bondage. After they were finished and had the tube to her ass
sealed, they carried Gwen up to the living room. That night at
the party the guests complimented Sue and Gwen on the fine statue
that they had. Only some of them were told that there was a
person inside it. All thru the night Sue and Betty sneeked
chances to fondle Gwen’s breasts. And at midnight they uncorked
Gwen’s ass for a midnight toast and the party ended. Sue and
Betty were too tired to release Gwen so they left her untill the
morning standing in the middle of the living room.

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And I feel the left clamp start to slip. I tug harder, knowing the
cutting sensation as the clamp slowly slides off the nipple, the island
of flesh in its grasp shrinking, the screams of pain as it does so. I
tug faster, knowing the weight’s crash on the floor will alert my
owner, who will see me cheating and punish me. I tug frenzied, as the
nipple singes, then smokes and finally is lit afire by the little, evil
clamp rubbing and squeezing the life out of the tiny patch of skin it
clings to.

FemDom Story

Above all was it safe? Should I take some precautions such as phoning from
a public call box.

In the end of course the call was made. I phoned at 5pm precisely. The precision
of the icon which I had watched was such that it was clear that strict
accordance with instructions was appreciated.

I made the call from the livingroom, I live alone so there was no problem about
being disturbed. A womans voice answered (the old woman or the young girl?).
“Hello, who is calling?”.
“I saw you in the park”, I replied.
“I was not in the park today, I am merely the operator, please describe
the emblem card you were given”
“It is of a skirt raised to reveal a pair of buttocks”
“You were expected, for our purposes your name will be Zagreus, what is
it that you require?”

Outdoor Bondage Story

Late August we went to spend some weeks in the Alps with all the
family. The panorama was idyllic: rocky mountains, luxuriant woods,
meadows and pastures studded by crystal lakes.
We walked many hours every day and enjoyed ourselves a lot.
One morning our kids remained to play with some friends in a
beautiful park, full of games and attractions, so Alex and I went
for a walk in a wood quite far away. The previous day and night I
had been in charge, and Alex was wearing marks of my belt and teeth.
Besides, he had his legs striped with red and blue bruises, because
I had beaten him with tiny branchlets. He was very proud of those
marks and ready to switch. He informed me with a steel voice: “Today
I AM in charge, sweety.” Continue reading Outdoor Bondage Story