1. A Creature Named Estelle: Chapter 4


    Date: 4/27/2017, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Authoritarian, Bondage and restriction, Cruelty, Domination/submission, Written by women, Author: IamAsexualBeing, Rating: 0, Source: sexstories.com

    slightly before he said, “I’m yours Estelle... I’m sure I have no idea what I’m getting myself into, but I’m yours.” He laughed then and it was full of tense emotion. I smiled hugely and decided there would be no more stalling. I quickly grabbed hold of his blood red silk tie and I started down the stairs in front of him; dragging him down behind me. Once we finally reached the bottom of the stairs I could hear the music and we started walking down yet another hallway, but I could see there were bright strobe lights coming from the opening at the end. With every step the music got louder; its melodic pounding of the base and the rhythmic tones invaded our ears and as we neared ever closer, and at first we were blinded by the light. Though my eyes adjusted much faster than Mathews and I saw the most beautiful, erotically provoking scene before me. The air whooshed out of my lungs and an excited moan escaped my lips. My eyes flashed around the huge auditorium of a room. There were tall vaulted ceilings and actually skilled graffiti art was all over the walls, writing things out like slut, whore, and fuck-toy, in different colors and font styles. The dirty words were blended in with exceptional abstract art, but I could only admire the designs for a split second before my attention was drawn back to the people and the atmosphere of the room. There had to be every single wicked bondage contraption and twisted tool you could think of, but more importantly were the people who ...
    were sprawled out on top of, or shackled to them in some way. It was essentially a huge orgy, and I couldn’t stop looking all over the room at the attractive men and women who all seemed to have their own unique kinks and desires. In the very center of this building, there was a bar and a large lounge area. I could suddenly hear the thudding of Mathew's heart increase as his pulse began to race with excitement. I turned and looked to him and once again, he was already staring at me. Once our eyes met, he smiled warmly at me and I knew it was going to be an interesting evening. Then, I winked at him and gave him a yank on his tie as I continued to make him walk with me out into the center of the room, through the lounge area, and straight to the bar; I was going to get some alcohol into Mathew's system. Loosen him up, so to speak. A devious grin spread across my face as I strutted across the room, holding Matthew securely by his red silk tie, and I watched out of the corner of my eye, and saw heads turning in curiosity. Finally we reached the bar and the bartender was already watching us, with inquisitive, peering eyes. I simply ordered him to give me three shots of their finest brandy, and he hesitated slightly, before doing as I asked. Matthew looked at me with a perplexed expression and I chuckled quietly, knowing exactly why he was confused. “I know, I know. You don't usually drink brandy in shot glasses, but you're going to toss these back one after the other. You see, I'm ...
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