1. Becoming Her Pet, part 1


    Date: 4/9/2016, Categories: Lesbian, Author: Jacquie, Rating: 23, Source: LushStories

    very clingy and accentuated every curve of my hips and ass, as well as highlighting my large, firm breasts. I knew I shouldn't have, but I decided to look in Janet's closet for a pair of heels to go with the dress. As I was looking for the perfect pair of heels, I came across a box labeled "Carol's toys." I found that odd, since the only Carol I knew was my mother and none of Anita's aunts or cousins were named Carol. Curiosity got the best of me and I opened the box. I was shocked to find the box filled with bondage gear - cuffs, clamps, collars, leashs, ball gags, butt plugs and a variety of dildos and vibrators. I could feel my face turning red as I attempted to put everything back in place. I hurried out of the closet back to the bedroom to fin Janet standing in the doorway. Embarrased, I explained that I was looking for a pair of heels to compliment the dress, and Janet smiled at me, agreeing that heels would complete the look. She went into her closet and returned with a pair of 4" strappy heels dangling from the fingers of her right hand, and the box that I had discovered under her left arm. I felt every inch of my body go tense as Janet looked at me, a strangely mischievous smile on her face. She handed me the heels and suggested I put them on, yet never acknowledged the box other than setting it on the bed.. I put the heels on and had to admit that I felt very sexy. I was looking at my reflection when Janet stood behind me and began to whisper in my ear. She told ...
    me how lovely I looked, how I reminded her of my mother. As she whispered, I felt her hands start to explore my body. Her left hand gently graced my left hip as her right hand rested on my right shoulder. Instinctively, I closed my eyes, surprised at the arousal I was feeling under her touch. Slowly her hands slid towards each other, coming to rest on my wrists, as she gently pushed my hands together in front of me. My eyes still closed, I was not able to notice that Janet was about to place a pair of handcuffs around my wrists. I heard the clicking sound, followed by the tightness around my wrists, which drew me from my aroused stupor. In the mirror, I could see Janet still behind me, now lowering a ball gag over my head. Before I could utter a protest, she expertly slid the ball into my mouth and quickly tightened the gag around the back of my head. Then, with another burst of surprising speed, Janet spun me around, lifted my arms over my head, and hooked the short chain between the cuffs on to a carabiner fastened just above the mirror that I had failed to notice before. She then stepped back to admire her handiwork. I struggled for a moment in vain, quickly realizing that the cuffs would only be removed with a key and that the carabiner removed any chance of unhooking myself from the closet door. Janet simply watched and smiled as she stepped back towards the bed. Very gently and softly, she told me to calm down and she would explain everything. I settled myself as best I ...