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Bondage and Discipline BDSM Tale

Bondage & Discipline Play: A BDSM Tale
Bondage & Discipline Play: A BDSM Tale

Bondage and Discipline BDSM Tale

She sat in front of her laptop, her eyes fixed on the screen, her mind wandering. Her fingers flew over the keyboard as she typed furiously, her thoughts racing through her head. She couldn’t concentrate. Her heart was pounding in her chest and she could feel the dampness between her legs. She couldn’t focus. Her secret desires were clouding her mind and she couldn’t shake the feeling of longing. She had been hiding it for so long, and she was afraid to tell anyone. But tonight, she knew that she couldn’t resist any longer.
She glanced over at the clock on the wall and saw that it was almost midnight. She knew she shouldn’t do this, but she couldn’t help herself. She grabbed her phone and dialed the number she had memorized by heart. The phone rang twice before the voice on the other end picked up.
“Hello,” the voice said.
“Hello,” she replied, her voice trembling.
“What do you want?” the voice asked, and she could tell that it was a man’s voice.
“I want…I want to submit to you,” she said, her heart racing.
“Really?” the voice asked. “You want to be my submissive?”
“Yes, please. I can’t take it anymore,” she pleaded.
“You have no idea how much I’ve wanted to hear you say that,” the voice replied, and she could sense the excitement in his voice.
“What do you want me to do?” she asked, her hands shaking.
“Meet me at the address I send you. And come alone. No one can know about this.”
She agreed, her mind buzzing with anticipation. She quickly showered and changed into a tight, black dress and heels. She made sure to wear a coat, covering herself so that no one would see what she was wearing underneath. She couldn’t believe she was doing this, but she couldn’t resist any longer.
She stepped outside and hailed a cab. The driver looked at her suspiciously, but he didn’t say anything. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest as the cab drove through the city, and she couldn’t help but notice that they were driving further and further into the city. Finally, the cab stopped in front of an abandoned building. She paid the driver and stepped out of the cab, her heels clicking on the pavement.
She walked towards the building, her heart racing. She opened the door and stepped inside. The room was dark, and she could see a single chair in the center of the room. She walked towards the chair and sat down, her legs shaking. Suddenly, she heard footsteps behind her, and a man emerged from the shadows. He was tall and muscular, and he had a commanding presence.
“I’ve been waiting for you,” the man said, his voice low and husky.
“I’m ready to submit to you,” she replied.
“Good,” he said, and he walked towards her. “Take off your coat.”
She removed her coat, revealing her tight, black dress and high heels. The man stared at her, his eyes dark and lustful.
“Take off your dress,” he commanded, and she slowly unzipped her dress and let it fall to the floor. She was completely naked, her breasts exposed and her nipples hard.
“Now, I want you to bend over the chair,” he said, and she did as she was told. She bent over the chair, her ass exposed and her pussy wet.
“Please, I need it,” she whispered.
The man knelt down and spread her legs apart. He buried his face in her pussy and began to lick and suck her clit. She moaned, her body writhing with pleasure. She could feel her orgasm building, and she was desperate to come. But just as she was about to reach her peak, the man stopped.
“Not yet,” he said, and she could sense the desire in his voice. “Get on your knees.”
She got down on her knees, her body shaking with desire. She could feel the heat of his cock on her lips, and she took it into her mouth. She sucked his cock, her tongue dancing along the shaft. He groaned and grabbed her hair, forcing her to deep throat his cock. She gagged and choked, her body spasming with pleasure. He pulled his cock out of her mouth and slapped her hard, her cheeks stinging with pain.
“Turn around,” he said, and she spun around. He positioned his cock at the entrance of her pussy and slowly entered her. She gasped as he filled her up, his cock stretching her walls. He began to thrust in and out of her, his cock pumping her hard. She could feel his balls slapping against her ass, and she knew she was close to coming.
“Come for me,” he growled, and she screamed as her orgasm washed over her. She came hard, her pussy spasming with pleasure. The man pulled his cock out of her pussy and shot his load onto her back, his seed hot and sticky.
“Thank you,” she whispered, her body limp and satisfied.
“Anytime,” the man replied, and she knew that this was only the beginning.

Bondage and Discipline BDSM Tale – Part 2
It had been a week since her night with the mysterious man. She couldn’t stop thinking about it, and she was desperate for more. She had never felt so alive, so free. She had tried to find him again, but he was nowhere to be found. She had even resorted to calling the number he had given her, but he had never picked up. She was desperate.
One day, she received a text message from an unknown number. The message read: “I’m sorry for not answering. I had to leave the city unexpectedly. Meet me tonight at the abandoned building where we met. 11 pm.”
She was ecstatic. She couldn’t believe that he was coming back, and she couldn’t wait to submit to him again. She quickly showered and shaved, making sure to look her best. She dressed in a tight, black dress and heels, her makeup perfect and her hair curled. She grabbed her coat and headed out the door, her heart racing with anticipation.
She arrived at the abandoned building at 10:45 pm. She checked her phone, and saw that it was almost time. She took a deep breath and entered the building, her heels clicking on the cement floor. She could see a light in the distance, and she slowly walked towards it. As she approached, she saw the mysterious man standing there, his eyes dark and lustful.
“Hello,” he said, his voice low and husky.
“Hello,” she replied.
“Remove your coat,” he said, and she obeyed. She took off her coat and revealed her tight, black dress and heels. She was excited, her pussy already wet with desire.
“Get on your knees,” he said, and she did as she was told. She slowly lowered herself to her knees, her hands tied behind her back. She could feel his hands on her body, and she shivered with anticipation.
“Good girl,” he whispered, and she could sense the excitement in his voice.
Suddenly, the man took out a whip and cracked it across her back. She cried out in pain, her body stinging with pain. She could feel her pussy pulsating with pleasure, and she wanted more. He whipped her again, the leather stinging her skin. He untied her hands and bent her over the table, her ass exposed and her pussy dripping wet. He spanked her, his hands hard and punishing.
“Please,” she whispered, her voice quivering with desire.
“You want it?” he asked, and she could feel the heat of his cock on her lips.
“Yes,” she moaned, and he entered her pussy from behind. His cock filled her up, and she gasped with pleasure. He began to thrust in and out of her, his cock hitting her G-spot. She moaned, her body shaking with ecstasy. She could feel her orgasm building, and she knew she was close.
“Come for me,” he growled, and she orgasmed hard, her body convulsing with pleasure. She could feel his seed spurting into her, his cock throbbing with desire. She lay there, spent and satisfied.
“Thank you,” she whispered.
“Anytime,” he replied, and she knew that she had found the perfect dom.

Bondage and Discipline BDSM Tale – Part 3
It had been three months since the mysterious man had left town. She hadn’t heard from him since, and she was beginning to wonder if it had all been a dream. But she couldn’t forget the way he had made her feel, and she was desperate to experience that feeling again.
One day, she received a text message from an unknown number. The message read: “Hello there, it’s me. Meet me tonight at the abandoned building where we first met. 9 pm.”
Her heart leapt in her chest. He was back, and she couldn’t wait to submit to him again. She hurriedly threw on her tight, black dress and heels, her body trembling with anticipation. She grabbed her coat and headed out the door, her heart racing with excitement.
She arrived at the abandoned building at 8:45 pm. She had been early, and she could feel the butterflies in her stomach. She waited for him, her hands shaking. She could hear footsteps approaching, and she could sense that it was him.
“Hello there,” the mysterious man said, his voice low and husky.
“Hello,” she replied, her voice quivering with desire.
He led her into a small room and closed the door behind him. He took out a whip and cracked it, the leather stinging her back. She moaned, her body aching for more. He spanked her, his hands punishing her ass. She could feel her pussy growing wet, and she wanted him to fuck her.
“Please,” she whimpered, her body trembling with need.
“You want it?” he asked, his hand reaching for his belt.
“Yes, please,” she moaned, and he positioned his cock at the entrance of her pussy.
He thrust into her, his cock filling her up. He fucked her hard, his cock pounding her. She moaned, her body shaking with ecstasy. She could feel his hands roaming over her breasts, his fingers teasing her nipples. She was close to coming, and she could feel her orgasm building.
“Please,” she begged, her voice breaking with need.
“You want to come?” he asked, his cock hitting her G-spot.
“Yes, please,” she cried, her body convulsing with pleasure.
“Come for me,” he growled, and her orgasm crashed over her. She moaned and writhed, her body consumed with ecstasy. She lay there, her body sated and her pussy dripping with cum.
“Thank you,” she breathed.
“Anytime,” he replied, and she knew that this was only the beginning.
As time passed, they continued to meet in secret, their bondage and discipline play becoming more intense. She would beg for his cock, her body aching for release. He would punish her, his hands leaving marks on her skin. She would cry out in pain and pleasure, her body shaking with desire. She had never felt so alive, so free.
She couldn’t wait for the next time they would meet. She was addicted to the way he made her feel, and she would do anything to submit to him again. She would crave the sting of the whip, the feel of his hands on her body, and the sound of his voice growling her name. She would never forget the way he had made her feel, and she couldn’t wait to see what the future would bring.

Bondage and Discipline BDSM Tale – Part 4
It had been two years since her last meeting with the mysterious man. She had not heard from him since, and she couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed. She had loved submitting to him, and she had felt alive in a way that she had never experienced before. She missed it.
One day, she received a text message from an unknown number. The message read: “Hey there, it’s me. Meet me tonight at the abandoned building where we first met. 10 pm. Don’t be late.”
She was ecstatic. He was back, and she couldn’t wait to submit to him again. She threw on her tight, black dress and heels, her makeup perfect and her hair curled. She grabbed her coat and headed out the door, her heart racing with anticipation.
She arrived at the abandoned building at 9:30 pm. She was early, and she could feel the butterflies in her stomach. She walked towards the building, her hands shaking. She could sense that he was there, and she couldn’t wait to see him again.
“Hello,” she said, her voice trembling.
“Hello there,” the mysterious man replied, his voice low and husky.
He led her into a small room and closed the door behind them. He took out a whip and cracked it, the leather stinging her skin. He spanked her, his hands punishing her ass. She could feel her pussy growing wet, and she could sense the hunger in his eyes.
“Please,” she begged, her body aching for his touch.
“You want it?” he growled, his cock hard and throbbing.
“Yes, please,” she moaned.
He pushed her against the wall and entered her from behind, his cock filling her up. He fucked her hard, his cock slamming her ass. She could feel his hands roaming over her breasts, his fingers teasing her nipples. She was close to coming, and she could feel her orgasm building.
“Come for me,” he whispered, and her orgasm crashed over her. She cried out, her body shaking with ecstasy. He groaned and shot his seed into her, his cock throbbing with desire.
She lay there, her body sated and her pussy dripping with cum. “Thank you,” she breathed.
“Anytime,” he replied, and she knew that she would never get enough.
As time passed, they continued to meet in secret, their bondage and discipline play becoming more intense. She would beg for his cock, her body aching for release. He would punish her, his hands leaving marks on her skin. She would cry out in pain and pleasure, her body shaking with desire.
She had never felt so alive, and she would never forget the way he had made her feel. She was addicted to the sting of the whip, the feel of his hands on her body, and the sound of his voice growling her name. Their bondage and discipline play would continue, and she couldn’t wait for the next time they would meet.

Bondage and Discipline BDSM Tale – Part 5
It had been a year since the last time she had met the mysterious man. She had not heard from him since, and she was beginning to think that she would never see him again. But she couldn’t forget the way he had made her feel, and she couldn’t help but miss the feeling of submitting to him.
One day, she received a text message from an unknown number. The message read: “Hey there, I’ve missed you. Meet me tonight at the abandoned building where we used to meet. 9 pm. Don’t be late.”
She was ecstatic. He was back, and she couldn’t wait to submit to him again. She quickly threw on her tight, black dress and heels, her makeup perfect and her hair curled. She grabbed her coat and headed out the door, her heart racing with anticipation.
She arrived at the abandoned building at 8:30 pm. She was early, and she could sense that he was already there. She could hear footsteps approaching, and her heart skipped a beat.
“Hello,” he said, his voice low and husky.
“Hello,” she replied, her body shaking with desire.
He led her into a small room and closed the door behind them. He took out a whip and cracked it, the leather stinging her ass. He spanked her, his hands punishing her ass. She could feel her pussy growing wet, and she could sense the hunger in his eyes.
“Please,” she begged, her body aching for his cock.
“You want it?” he growled, and she could sense the heat of his cock on her lips.
“Yes, please,” she moaned.
He entered her from behind, his cock filling her up. He fucked her hard, his cock slamming her ass. She could feel his hands roaming over her breasts, his fingers teasing her nipples. She was close to coming, and she could feel her orgasm building.
“Come for me,” he commanded, and her orgasm crashed over her. She cried out, her body shaking with ecstasy. He groaned and shot his seed into her, his cock throbbing with desire.
As the weeks passed, they continued to meet in secret, their bondage and discipline play becoming more intense. She would beg for his cock, her body aching for his touch. He would punish her, his hands leaving marks on her skin. She would cry out in pain and pleasure, her body shaking with desire.
She had never felt so alive, and she could never get enough. She was addicted to the sting of the whip, the feel of his hands on her body, and the sound of his voice growling her name. Their bondage and discipline play would continue, and she would never forget the way he had made her feel.
In the end, it was a shame that their relationship was kept secret. The bondage and discipline play had brought her closer to him than anything else, and she couldn’t help but wish that she could be open about it. But for now, she would keep it a secret, and continue to submit to him whenever they had the chance.

Bondage and Discipline BDSM Tale – Part 6
It had been three years since the mysterious man had left her. She couldn’t forget the way he had made her feel, and she couldn’t deny that she missed the bondage and discipline play they had shared. She had searched for him everywhere, but she couldn’t find him. She had even tried calling the number he had given her, but no one had ever answered.
One day, she received a text message from an unknown number. The message read: “I’m back, and I want you to be my submissive.”
Her heart skipped a beat. He was back, and he wanted her to be his submissive. She couldn’t believe it, and she quickly replied: “Yes, please. I’ve missed you.”
She threw on her tight, black dress and heels, her makeup perfect and her hair curled. She couldn’t wait to submit to him, and she was determined to make him happy.
She arrived at the abandoned building at 9:30 pm. She waited for him, her heart racing with anticipation. Suddenly, she saw him walking towards her, his eyes dark and lustful.
“Hello,” she said, her voice quivering with desire.
“Hello,” he replied, his voice low and husky.
He took her by the hand and led her into a small room. He closed the door behind them and pulled out a whip. He whipped her, the leather stinging her skin. He spanked her, his hands punishing her ass. She cried out, her body shaking with pain and pleasure.
He bent her over the table and entered her from behind, his cock filling her up. He fucked her hard, his cock slamming her ass. She could feel his hands roaming over her breasts, his fingers teasing her nipples. She was close to coming, and she could feel her orgasm building.
“Come for me,” he growled, and her orgasm crashed over her. Her body shook with ecstasy, and she could feel her pussy dripping with cum.
He groaned and shot his seed into her, his cock throbbing with desire. As the hours passed, they continued to submit to each other, their bondage and discipline play becoming more intense. He whipped her, her body bruised and aching. He fucked her, his cock pounding her ass. She came over and over, her body convulsing with desire.
Finally, as the sun rose in the sky, they lay there, their bodies sated and their hearts full. They had never felt so alive, and they both knew that they would never get enough. They couldn’t deny the chemistry between them, and they would continue to meet in secret, their bondage and discipline play the best kind of escape.
In the end, their relationship was kept secret, but their bondage and discipline play continued. They couldn’t get enough of each other, and they both knew that their relationship would never end. They were addicted to each other, and nothing could tear them apart.

Bondage and Discipline BDSM Tale – Part 7
It had been six months since the mysterious man had entered her life again. He had been gone for three years, and she had never expected to see him again. But he had come back, and he had claimed her as his submissive.
They continued to meet in secret, their bondage and discipline play growing more intense. He would whip her, his hands punishing her ass. She would beg for his cock, her body aching for his touch. He would fuck her, his cock slamming her ass. She had never felt so alive, and she couldn’t get enough.
But one night, he asked her to do something different.
“Meet me at the abandoned building tomorrow,” he said. “I have a special surprise for you.”
She was curious and couldn’t wait to find out what he had planned. She threw on her tight, black dress and heels and headed to the abandoned building. She waited for him, her heart racing with anticipation. Suddenly, she saw him walking towards her, his eyes dark and lustful.
“What’s the surprise?” she asked, her voice trembling with excitement.
“Follow me,” he said, and he led her into a small room.
There, he had set up a table and chair. He told her to lie on the table and strapped her wrists and ankles to the legs of the table. She was confused and wondered what was going to happen.
“Do you trust me?” he asked, his voice low and husky.
“Yes,” she replied.
Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain on her back. He had taken out a knife and was running it across her skin, cutting her open. She cried out, her body shaking with pain. He cut her over and over, his hands shaking with desire. She could feel blood running down her back, and she knew that this was the most extreme thing she had ever experienced.
But she couldn’t deny that she was aroused. Her pussy was wet, and she could feel herself getting closer and closer to coming. He cut her over and over, his hands shaking with need. He could sense her orgasm building, and he stopped and entered her pussy from behind, his cock pounding her ass.
“Please,” she begged, her body aching for release.
“Come for me,” he commanded, and her orgasm crashed over her. Her body shook with ecstasy, and she could feel her pussy spasming with pleasure.
“Thank you,” she breathed.
“Anytime,” he replied, and she knew that this had only been the beginning.
Over the next few months, they continued to meet in secret, their bondage and discipline play becoming more and more extreme. He would whip her, his hands shaking with desire. He would fuck her, his cock slamming her ass. He would cut her, his knife marking her skin.
She couldn’t get enough. She had never felt so alive, and she didn’t care that their relationship was kept secret. She was addicted to the way he made her feel, and she couldn’t deny the connection between them. She would continue to submit to him, and their bondage and discipline play would never end.
In the end, their relationship was kept secret, but their bondage and discipline play grew more intense. She would continue to submit to him, and he would continue to dominate her. She couldn’t deny the chemistry between them, and she would always crave his touch.
Their bondage and discipline play was a way of escaping the world and finding a way to live out their deepest desires. They couldn’t get enough, and their bondage and discipline play would continue, their connection growing stronger every day.
She couldn’t wait to see what the future would bring, and she couldn’t deny the fact that her bondage and discipline play was the most fulfilling experience she had ever had. It had brought her closer to him than anything else, and she couldn’t imagine her life without it.

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