Bound and Begging: A Submissive’s Descent into Sensual Servitude

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As she walked into the dimly lit room, she felt her heart begin to race. She knew what was gonna happen, but it still excited and scared her at the same time. Her hands were sweating and her stomach was in knots, but she knew she had to go through with it.

She had been obsessed with BDSM for as long as she could remember, and the idea of being dominated and controlled had at all times turned her on. She had spent countless hours reading about the lifestyle and watching videos, but she had never actually experienced it for herself.

Until today.

As she looked around the room, she saw numerous BDSM implements scattered about. There was a cross in one corner, a cage in another, and a plethora of ropes, cuffs, and paddles strewn about. In the center of the room was a large bed with padded restraints on each corner.

She shuddered with anticipation as she saw him walk into the room. He was tall, muscular, and had a commanding presence. She wasn’t sure if she was more turned on or intimidated by him, but she knew she wanted to submit to him completely.

He didn’t say anything as he approached her, but she knew what he wanted. She slowly got down on her knees and began to remove his shoes and socks. She could feel herself getting wetter with each passing moment.

As she finished with his feet, she looked up at him and saw the hunger in his eyes. She knew he was gonna take everything from her, and she was ready to give it all up.

He reached down and grabbed her hair, pulling her towards him. “You are mine,” he growled. “And I will do with you as I please.”

She moaned in response, her body already beginning to give itself over to him. He led her to the bed and pushed her down onto it. He began to tie her up, using the ropes to secure her wrists and ankles to the restraints on the corners of the bed.

She was completely at his mercy now, and she loved every second of it. He climbed onto the bed and began to kiss her, his hands roaming over her body. She could feel his hardness against her, and it only made her want him more.

He began to explore her body with his mouth, his hands kneading her breasts and his fingers dipping between her legs. She gasped with pleasure as he found her clit and began to rub it in slow circles.

As he worked her over, she found herself begging for more. She was his to command, and she wanted him to use her as he pleased. He obliged her, moving his lips and tongue to her nipples while simultaneously sliding a finger inside of her.

Her moans grew louder as he picked up the pace, driving her closer and closer to the edge. Just as she was about to come, he stopped and climbed off of the bed.

She whimpered in frustration, but he simply smiled down at her. “You are not allowed to come until I say so,” he said.

She nodded obediently, knowing that he was in complete control of her pleasure. He left the room for a moment and returned with a blindfold. He placed it over her eyes and she felt her world go dark.

The lack of sight only heightened her other senses. She could feel the soft touch of silk against her skin as he began to gently stroke her with a feather. She shivered with pleasure as he ran it over her nipples and down her stomach, finally coming to rest between her legs.

He teased her with the feather, never quite reaching her clit. She felt like she was on the edge of a cliff, waiting for him to push her over. But he never did. He stopped again and left the room once more.

She was left alone, blind and bound, her body aching for release. She didn’t know how long he was gone, but it felt like hours. When he finally returned, she could feel the warmth of his body against hers.

He pulled off the blindfold and she blinked as her eyes adjusted to the light. He was standing above her, his gigantic cock in his hand. “Suck it,” he commanded.

She eagerly did as he ordered, taking him in her mouth and sucking him with all her might. The taste of him was like nothing she had ever experienced before, and she wanted to taste more.

After a few minutes, he pulled away and climbed onto the bed. He straddled her, his cock hovering just above her pussy. “Do you want me inside of you?” he asked.

“Yes,” she moaned. “Please, Master.”

He slid his cock inside of her, filling her completely. She had never felt so full before, or so connected to another person. He began to move slowly at first, driving her crazy with each thrust.

As he picked up the pace, her body began to respond. Her hips lifted to meet his, and she could feel the tension building inside of her once again. This time, she was determined to come.

He sensed her nearing orgasm and slowed down. She begged him to continue, to let her come, but he wouldn’t relent. She could feel her climax slipping away from her once again.

Finally, he relented and began to move again. She came almost immediately, her whole body shaking with pleasure. He kept going, his own orgasm building until he finally came with a roar.

They collapsed onto the bed, both of them spent. He untied her and held her close, kissing her gently. She knew that this was only the beginning of her journey into BDSM, and she couldn’t wait to see where it would take her.
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