Sealed and Captivated: A Steamy Novelette of Chastity and BDSM, Featuring Face Sitting and Sensual Slavery [18+][Original Content]

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Chapter 3 – Sasha

Sasha gazed at Kyle’s slender figure, admiring his delicate features and blushing face as he covered himself with trembling hands. The sight of his innocence combined with his undeniable cuteness sent waves of desire surging through her body. She couldn’t ignore the rumbling in her core, attributing it to her previous encounter with Eric, but also knowing that there was something about skinny blond boys that enticed her, especially when adorned in tantalizing panties.

As their eyes met, Kyle released deep sighs between sniffles, overwhelmed by the bizarre turn of events that had consumed his life. Sasha couldn’t help but feel compassion for him, bending down to his level and extending her hand to guide him up from the floor.

“Come, my darling,” Sasha whispered softly, leading him in a delicate dance around Eric, who held her tightly from behind, his hands exploring his own ecstasy. The three of them moved in perfect harmony, an intricate dance of desire and longing that seemed utterly captivating.

Eventually, they found themselves in the sanctuary of Eric’s bedroom. Words were unnecessary, for in that moment, everything became clear – the power and fulfillment of togetherness outweighing any sense of loneliness. Kyle’s panties were gently removed, the Dominants commenting on the intoxicating aroma of his skin. Sasha and Eric deliberated on the attire to properly restrain Kyle, occasionally stealing glances at his exposed form, appreciating its beauty from different perspectives.

After careful consideration, they decided on a tight latex straitjacket, a perfect blend of restraint and sensuality. It would ensure Kyle’s compliance and keep his enticing body discreetly hidden until they desired otherwise. Kyle initially resisted as Eric firmly secured his arms, threading them into the sleek black sleeves, but Sasha’s playful finger on his lips conveyed a silent message: “Trust us.”

Though the straitjacket felt restrictive and uncomfortable against his skin, Kyle surrendered himself to the experience, knowing deep down that no harm would come to him. He embraced this submission like a newborn lamb encountering wolves for the first time, ready to explore the realms of pleasure and pain.

The Dominants meticulously fastened each buckle around Kyle’s slender form, their task more challenging than anticipated. They worked diligently, ensuring his safety while admiring the beauty of their heavily bound slave. Sasha secured the straitjacket with leather belts, leaving Kyle to experience the tightness of latex against his skin indefinitely, a constant reminder of his submission.

Now fully restrained, Kyle’s true torment began. The Dominants criticized him for his neglect and lack of self-care, reminding him of his diminished pride. Sasha resumed her oral worship of Eric’s cock, simultaneously receiving pleasure as he lavished attention on her anus. Kyle, on his knees, watched in awe as the slave within him delighted in their pleasure.

The torment intensified as Sasha and Eric took turns slapping Kyle’s face, leaving his skin raw and flushed. Undeterred, Kyle welcomed every torment, finding solace in his subservience. The true agony arrived when the couple decided it was time for Kyle to serve their lust while he remained at their mercy.

Sasha greedily devoured Eric’s cock, her head bobbing with fervor as moans of ecstasy escaped her lips. Kyle’s gaze fixed upon her bouncing ass, mesmerized by the sight of her sliding onto Eric’s throbbing member. Her wetness enveloped him, eliciting a symphony of pleasure from both lovers. Kyle’s own cock strained against its metal confines, desperate for release that could not come.

Precum seeped from the tip of his caged shaft, dropping onto the sticky floor below as a pitiful symbol of his frustration. Eric unleashed his seed deep inside Sasha, their passionate moans mingling in the air. Sasha dismounted, leaving Kyle overcome with tears and remorse.

“I’m sorry,” Kyle whimpered, his words muffled by his anguish. “I didn’t mean to…”

Sasha silenced him with one final thrust before disentangling herself from Eric. She wiped her glistening core clean, redirecting her attention to Kyle with a pleasant yet menacing gaze. With a taunting tone, she commanded, “Clean up after us now. Lick up all the cum you made us spill, including your own mess.”

Summoning his inner strength, Kyle nodded and obediently descended onto the floor, ready to fulfill their desires once again.


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