1. The Bondage Wife


    Date: 12/8/2015, Categories: Fiction, BDSM, Bondage and restriction, Domination/submission, Female/Female, Toys, Author: CandyXLove, Rating: 90.5, Source: sexstories.com

    perfectly, showcasing all of your curves. And your make-up, I'm impressed. You're a fast learner." "Thank you. You look...umm...attractive in that outfit." "I always try to look my best." "So what are you going to do to me?" Maureen asked again, almost desperate to know. Kristen stepped forward and put her lips to the housewife's ear. "I'm going to tie you up," Kristen said softly. "Then I'm going to make you cum over and over again. You belong to your husband. But tonight, you belong to me. Your pussy belongs to me. And your orgasms belong to me as well." Maureen's eyes widened. "Oh. I...uh..." "I'm assuming that Steve has never tied you up." "Never." "Figures. I love being someone's first. Stand still." Maureen stood sheepishly in her expensive dress while she watched Kristen spin a device on the wall. The rope hanging from the ceiling lowered to where Maureen was standing. "Are you going to tie me with that?" Maureen asked. "Is there a problem?" Maureen nervously shook her head. "No." "Good. Now give me your wrists." Kristen used the soft rope and expertly tied Maureen's wrists together. The knot was tight. Maureen's hands were bound. There was no resisting. Once the rope was tied, Kristen went back to the wall and spun the device in the opposite direction, which raised Maureen's hands over her head. Nothing too painful, but enough to keep Maureen from being able to move. "Comfortable?" Kristen asked with a half smirk. Maureen nearly trembled while she stood with her ...
    hands tied above her head. "My wrists hurt." "It hurts because you're fighting it. Relax. Surrender yourself to me." Kristen opened a nearby drawer and reached inside. She pulled out a knife and slowly walked towards Maureen with a wicked smile, waving the sharp object. "Oh my god!" Maureen gasped fearfully, thinking something awful was going to happen. "Please no! Oh my god! Oh my god!" "Don't be silly. I'm not going to hurt you. Well, not the bad kind." Kristen brought the knife to the top of Maureen's dress. Then she cut downwards, splitting the dress down the middle. Kristen put the knife on a nearby table, then she ripped the top of the dress open, exposing both of Maureen's round breasts. "Now you look like a real whore," Kristen smiled. "Slutty make-up, nice hair, expensive heels, and a torn dress that exposes your old sagging boobs. All the signs of a whore. Don't you agree?" Maureen nervously nodded. "Yes." "I always abide by the 4 inch rule. Tell me, how big is your husband's penis?" "5 inches," Maureen admitted. "Steve is 5 inches, so I add another 4 inches. Which is a total of 9 inches." Kristen opened another drawer to pick up a 9 inch dildo. She looked at it, marveling at the size. Then she wore a strap around her crotch and attached the 9 inch dildo. "Are you going to put that inside me?" Maureen asked nervously. "I'm going to fuck you with it," Kristen replied, applying lubrication to the sex object. "Have you ever had sex while standing?" "No." "Another first." ...