1. Underworld: run me through


    Date: 3/29/2017, Categories: BDSM, Hardcore, Taboo, Author: lady-jen, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    masculine, so virile, so powerful, so domineering. In that single moment I knew that I’d gladly do anything asked of me. Nergal, the servant of Lady Jenova, stepped into the flickering firelight of the torture chamber and marveled in the breathtaking beauty of his Mistress’s latest acquisition. Not since they’d enslaved Helen of Troy all those millennia ago had he gazed upon such beauty, this young woman would make a lovely addition to his wife’s sable of willing pleasure slaves. Then and with an almost negligent wave of his hand, the already immodest top of the young pleasure slave's negligee simply turned to dust and fell away, revealing her firm ample bosom before his demanding gaze. Struggling to keep her overwhelmed libido in check as she felt the last vestiges of her self-control slipping away she put her hands on her hips and struck a provocative pose as she said, “That was a nice trick, making my top turn to dust. Well, I hope you’re enjoying the view.” Nergal paused before the young woman to momentarily admire both her beauty and her spirit. It was exceedingly rare for a woman, and a mere mortal one at that, to summon enough self-control to actually speak in his presence. He smiled at her insolence, but insolence isn’t a desirable trait in a pleasure slave even one as compellingly beautiful as this. Let’s see how insolent this pleasure slave still is after she’s broken. I stood there utterly unable to resist as he grasped my right wrist and raised it toward its ...
    waiting restraint, the mere touch of his hand causing unimaginable sensations of pure a****listic lust coursing through my trebling body. Closing my eyes I reveled in the cool hardness of that first restraint as he locked it around my slender wrist. Then as he took my remaining wrist in his hand I suddenly felt his other hand press against my belly as he roughly pulled me back against him. A faint moan of carnal delight escaped my lips, his chest and belly felt as hard as stone as he held me tightly back against him. The touch of his body against me awakened a feeling of erotic lust deeper than any I’d ever experience or even imagined possible before. In that moment I wanted him to take me, to possess me, to dominate me more profoundly than any man I’d even known. Fighting to retain what little of my composure that remained I reached up with both hands and grasped the steel bar above to steady myself as he bound my ankles and knees tightly together with leather straps. The intensity of the emotions coursing through me was like nothing I’d experienced or even imagined possible. I’ve secretly enjoyed having men dominate me during sex. That delightful feeling of erotic surrender I always felt when a man would f***e my wrists together behind my back or pin my arms to the bed above my head as we made love. But nothing I’d ever experience could have prepared me for this moment, this place or this man. I watched helplessly as he finished strapping my knees together. The look in his eyes ...
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