1. The Oculus Mirror


    Date: 2/14/2016, Categories: Fiction, BDSM, Bondage and restriction, Domination/submission, Female solo, Female/Female, Horror, Author: pablopepperoni, Rating: 81.8, Source: sexstories.com

    know. Minutes? Easily. Hours, not so easily. Her arms held up over her head ached. Her legs screamed in pain from cramping up in the ballet boots. She was constantly dizzy from lack of oxygen as the corset cut off the full expansion of her lungs and the only air she got was through the tubes in her nose. Her jaw ached. Her ass was sore from the anal plug shoved up inside of her and the walls of her sex was stretched to the max as the ribbed dildo filled her to capacity in front. The alligator clip bit into her clit horribly. The worst part was the dildo would come alive. Vibrating. Exciting her. All the way to the edge of an orgasm and then stop. It played with her mind. Drove her crazy trying to get herself off, but it would not happen. Each time, just as she thought she would explode in bliss, the vibration stopped. She was never so frustrated in her life. It was maddening. She couldn't remember how many times now. Suddenly, the eye zippers opened. Hanna stared at the mirror. She saw her own reflection. How she was tied up tightly in bondage. She thought to herself, how erotic she looked. The reflection shimmered and was replaced by her evil reflection. Her Mistress. “You will be my slave.” Again, Hanna though more slowly this time shook her head no. Again the zippered eye holes closed and the dildo inside her sex sprung to life. “Noooo.” Hanna moaned ...
    into the ball gag. Hours came and went. Hanna was going mad. If only she could feel the release of an orgasm. Just one. The zippers opened up and in moments Hanna saw her evil reflection in the mirror. “You will be my slave.” The Mistress said. Hanna nodded this time. What ever was holding her arms up over her head released and Hanna dropped to the floor. “Crawl slave.” The reflection said. “Crawl to your Mistress.” Hanna got up on all fours and began to crawl best as she could towards the mirror. “That's it, Crawl to your Mistress. Crawl like a bitch dog.” It taunted her. As she got closer to the mirror, a hand came out and clipped a leash to the front of her collar. “Come, come and crawl to your Mistress bitch dog.” The reflection said as it tugged on the leash. Hanna moved forward on her hands and knees into the mirror. Epilogue Months passed and there was absolutely no trace of Hanna Penny. The police with no signs of foul play involved, filed it as a missing persons case which eventually went cold. After a year, the bank foreclosed on the property and everything in it. All was sold. Much of the furniture went to an auction house where it was piecemeal out to interested buyers. The mirror was sold off like all the other pieces. Jodi thought with was a great buy. She had several of her friends come over and help install it on the wall of her bed room. End
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