Bound To Obey: A Tale of BDSM Submission and Forbidden Desires

mobile flash banner



As Sarah walked into the dimly lit room with her hands behind her back, she could feel her heart racing as she knew what was about to happen. She had been fantasizing about being dominated by a master for years, and tonight, it was finally gonna happen.

The room was filled with BDSM equipment – handcuffs, ropes, leather whips, and a bed with restraints at each corner. It was clear that tonight, she was gonna be the submissive.

Her master walked towards her, dressed in all black and looking every bit as dominant as she had imagined. He instructed her to remove her clothes, and with trembling hands, Sarah did as she was told.

Once she was fully undressed, she stood naked and vulnerable before him, her body exposed for his inspection. He circled around her, eyeing her from head to toe, his hand brushing over her skin every now and then.

“Good girl. You’re a beautiful one, aren’t you?” he said, finally stopping in front of her. “From now on, you will only address me as master. Do you understand?”

“Yes, master,” she said quietly, feeling goosebumps rise over her body.

“Good. Now, lay down on the bed, face up, and spread your arms and legs.”

She obeyed, her body shaking with anticipation as he restrained her limbs with soft leather cuffs. She was now completely at his mercy, her body voluntarily bound and ready for his pleasure.

Her master stood at the foot of the bed, watching her intently as he slowly unbuttoned his shirt. With each button that came undone, Sarah’s heart beat faster and faster. She could see his toned chest and abs, and the sight made her wet with desire.

He climbed onto the bed, straddling her waist with his legs, and leaned down to kiss her. His lips were firm and demanding, his tongue probing her mouth expertly as he explored her.

As he pulled away, he trailed kisses down her chin and neck before biting softly on her collarbone. Each little nip made her moan in pleasure as she surrendered to his touch. He knew exactly where to touch, how to make her body come alive like never before.

Her master whispered in her ear, his breath hot on her skin, “You belong to me now. You will obey my every command.”

Sarah could only nod, her mind and body consumed with lust and submission. She was putty in his hands and loving every second of it.

He trailed his fingers down her stomach and over her mound, teasing her clit before slipping his fingers inside her. She gasped at the contact, feeling his fingers curl inside her and hit all the right spots.

“You’re so wet for me,” he murmured, his fingers pumping in and out of her with ease.

Sarah writhed beneath him, her body desperate for release. He knew just when to slow down and tease her again, keeping her on the edge of pleasure.

Finally, when she couldn’t take it anymore, he removed his fingers and positioned himself between her legs. With one swift thrust, he entered her, filling her completely.

The feeling was overwhelming – he was so big and she was so tight. She cried out in pleasure as he began to move inside her, each thrust bringing her closer to the edge.

He gripped her hips tightly, pounding into her harder and harder until they both reached their peak. Sarah came first, her body convulsing beneath him as he followed suit. He collapsed on top of her, both of them breathless and exhausted.

As they lay there, wrapped in each other’s arms, Sarah realized that she had found her true calling. She was a natural submissive, and with her master by her side, she knew that she would at all times be bound to obey.

error: Content is protected due to Copyright law !