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Willing to be a Mistress
By Enclosed Lady ? enclosedlady (at) yahoo (dot) com
Dedicated to: Claudia and Sir Marc from Canada
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This is a long story and English isn't my 1st language, so you might findsome mistakes. Hope everyone enjoy. Adult story +18 evolving F/f. ? Feedbackwelcome.
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One chloroform handkerchief clamped over my mouth and nose as soon as I enteredmy friend's house. I tried to get rid of the grip, but was too late. I wokeup hours later, disoriented, slowly becoming aware of my surroundings. Thelarge room was illuminated by a faint spotlight, there were some odd furnitureand bdsm devices and I could feel the floor was covered by a smooth carpet.I still had my boots on and my shirt, but the rest of my clothing was gone.I felt a presence but couldn't move, my body was bound with hard leather strapsand a very tight leather gag strap filled my mouth muting any protest. Anotherdevice was also hard to ignore, a dildo with a finger-like flange curled upfrom the base, pressed a pad against my clit while another larger flange curledinside my back channel. I heard soft footsteps and I tried to call for help,but only muffled sounds came out. "Just relax.." was the only thingI got from a female voice and then a click switched on the device deep insideme. At first it was a faint hum, I moaned, it was pleasant, but after a fewminutes the buzz increased and several vibrations and pulses were ticklingand poking my clit and anus, my both entrances could feel the movements ofmy hips. The pulsating invader was guiding me to an inevitable orgasm; I wasmoaning and gasping without control, shaking inside my restrains. My innercontractions soon began and I violently succumbed into a heavy orgasm. Thebuzz then diminished turning again into a fain hum. My breath was heavy andI thought the nightmare maybe ended but the panic hit me again when the lightswent off, exposing my naked and sweat body to the darkness.
I laid there for 20 maybe 30 minutes before the lights turn on again, hurtingmy eyes and finally revealing my captor: Lynne, 32 years old, 5'6", shortblack hair, 34-21-34, a petite in full black latex outfit, with high heelsand corset, a perfect Domme. That woman was also a lawyer and friend of minefor 18 months now but during 4 months she asked me about bondage. Of courseI helped her, giving tips about the D/s relationship and sending her website'saddresses, including mine, so she could learn. Sometimes she talked to otherMistresses online, but I kept telling her 'don't trust internet chats', thelifestyle is more complex and not everyone is careful with bondage. Despitemy warnings, she was so excited about learning, willing to become a mistress,that she read all she could find about BDSM. I felt seriously angry for beingtrapped by her. "Having fun?" She asked moving closer. Apparently,somehow, she learned way too much and decided to test her skills. I just wishedshe had asked me first. "Don't worry after tonight you'll beg me to beyour permanent Mistress..." she leaned down kissing me in the gag strap. "Theonly problem is...I know you won't cooperate so here's the deal, you can startacting like my slave pet or...I let you here with this toy buried inside youand whenever I like I'll use chloroform to knock you out, change your positionand play with you...Now, what to you prefer? Blink once for pet and twice forchloroform.." I of course, blinked once. "Good girl..." Shesmiled beginning to remove my restrains and plug.
I was now free, but still half-naked, my knees wide apart with my hands behindme, cooperating, waiting for Lynne to came back inside the mysterious room.She soon returned with a heavy black rubber hood and a wide posture collarwith a strong D-ring attached to the front. "Put this on and manage totuck in all your hair". After the task was complete, Lynne set the collarclosing it with a tiny gold padlock, preventing any access to the hood's end.My neck was stiff now and I couldn't look down. "Hope you liked it, causeit won't be removed until I think otherwise" She pointed. "Now let'ssee something for your lovely mouth shall we..?" She asked and I noddedquietly. She moved to one of the closets inside the same room, removing a bagthat she brought closer. Reaching something from inside, Lynne told me to openmy mouth and I obeyed. The huge oral invader was a 2"½ large 4" longcock shape that she made me suck before plunging into my mouth. I couldn'tbelieve that from all gags in the holly bdsm universe she decided to choosethat, but the tight leather straps made it clear, she wanted the fake organburied deep inside my mouth. I thought about protesting and Lynne clearly sawmy discontentment on my eyes. "Oh dear, don't get mad, I know what's bestfor you my pet.." Lynne said dipping a finger into my slit and I gushedin surprise. "Sshh..see? Your pleasure it's my pleasure.." She teasedme lazily circling my clit, making me convulse every time she swiped acrossmy nub. She toyed with me, increasing the pleasure slowly, agonizingly; sheknew I'd be desperate for more in a few seconds since I told her I was easyto get excited. My body began to betray me and I thrust my pelvis up to reachher fingers. "You like that don't you my pet?" She asked devilishly.I confess I was loving and getting aroused with that sexual molestation...
Finally when I really getting ready to climax, Lynne removed her hand, leavingme in agony and in a high level of desire "oh please..." was my lowmoan and she laughed saying I'd get a lot of that. Standing up she returnedto the closet and removed a catstuit and a par of leather 4"inches heelsboots laced in the back. "Dress it up you've 10 minutes" she saidleaving and locking the door. There I was, alone again, exposed, trapped insidea comfy but all sealed room, hostage of a wannabe Mistress. I tested my collarand realized I'd never remove it, maybe would be better to obey. I began todress the latex suit and surprisingly it was a crotchless "great...".When I was finishing to lace the boots Lynne came back "A little lazyaren't we?" she leaned down helping me to lace the boots, tighter thenbefore. "There, I love a woman in tight latex, stand up I want to seemy new pet.." Funny thing I was much taller then she was, but somehowI thought the idea was sexy and the latex feeling was already impregnatingmy thoughts. "Mm nice, shaved and prepared ..now spread your legs pet" sheordered and so I did. She came behind me and firmly attached the spread barto each ankle. I felt a cold breeze invade my private areas. It was hard tohold myself in that position, especially with high heels. "Now lets workon you silhouette.." She said moving behind me. A few seconds and sheshowed me the discipline full-length boned corset. It was very restrictivecovering most of my upper torso and down my breasts. Took some minutes to finishlacing it. She sadistically pulled the laces tightly, rigidly to control mybreathing, my 29" waist was now 25", and it was like a constant squeeze.
"Look at you..a lovely pet, but I've to do something about these arms..." Goshshe was such a mystery, but I wasn't really worried about that, I was concentratingon my balance and breathing. Somehow I felt more secure when she held my armsbehind me and slipped the arm-binder over them. She continued to buckle thestraps and began to lace it up. "Mmmm, that's nice..your arms will bebound as one as soon as your elbows touch each other.." I knew that andI moaned as my arms were pulled together tighter and tighter! I could barelymove my arms and the binder forced me to arch my back and stick out my latexedbreasts. Lynne walked around to face me with an evil grin. "Oh..I waitedso much for this moment...you said it'd take a year for me to learn and lookat you know...gagged, trapped, helpless..mmm, I bet you changed your mind didn'tyou..pet?" Her voice was definitely different, more defiant, more...Domme.I can't deny I love to meet a new Domme, real or online, but this was a completedifferent situation. I didn't know her twisted plans and was wondering whatwould happens next as she pushed a large soft leather bench behind me and helpme to seat. The D-ring at the end of the arm-binder was pulled by a chain,stretching my arms, I was now seating upright straight, leaving my pussy moreexposed. Two other chains were attached to the corners of the bench to thespreader, lifting a little my boots. I struggled against the bounds testingmy limits..I couldn't reach the floor.
Lynne kept her constant smile, pleased with my latexed bounded image. "Youknow..the only thing isn't right in that picture is that wet and hot open flowerof yours.." And she was right. My juices were flowing, a reflex from mylatex and bondage passion, unconsciously I was enjoying that moment as a submissive.Lynne could read the desire and fear in my eyes and right now she was the onlyone that could alleviate my inner lust. Moving to a closet she removed a suitcase,from inside she removed one dildo, then another, then another and another.All different sizes and shapes. She looked back at me and smiled, turning herattention back to the dildos. My heart was biting fast and I was preying shewouldn't choose the big one... please not the big one...not the big...nooo!! "MMMNNnnMmmpphh!" was my reaction when she returned holding a 2"½ tickand 9" long rubber penis sculpted with accuracy. "Oh come on my petdon't be a shy ..." Lynne said while attaching the monstrous phallus ather leather harness "?a few seconds and you'll be so good friends."
I found my own hips trying to move, trying to escape when I saw Lynne lubingthe phallus with KY and coming closer "...say hi to Mr.Dick!" shesaid rubbing it on my clit before gradually push against my labia. "MMMMmnnWWwnn!!" Myinner muscles involuntarily squeezed the invading phallus. A strong vibrationshot through my body. My muscles contracted again as she insistently buriedit into me filling and stretching my cave with each push. "MMnnnMMphh!!" Imoaned and groaned over and over again. The thick invader was too powerful,painful and uncomfortable. Seems the base of the invader was ticker and I feltmyself full with the object. I could feel my protesting inner muscles spasmagainst it. Lynne then stood there, inches from me, enjoying, appreciatingmy panic, my struggle, my pain. I was hot and my breath was out of control.I gasped and moaned trying to push the phallus out of me. Useless. Lynne wasgiving my pussy some time, but not enough. As soon as my breathing was undercontrol but still elaborated, she moved back and the forward. "MMMNNwwwmmmMMPHHH!!" andthen again.."MMMNnnMMMOOMM!" and again, and again, faster and harder.Her body pushing mine and the bench moving a little as she forced the tickinvader several times. She only stopped when my body stiffed and couldn't controlthe waves of orgasm. I remember my body was still spamming and shaking whenshe removed the phallus. But Lynne wasn't satisfied. She moved behind me releasingthe chain attached to my binder and ankles. Telling me to stand, she hold meuntil I could control my trembling body and don't loose balance. A chain fromthe ceiling came down and my binder was pulled up, I had to bend over, a classicstrappado position. Legs spread apart, arms behind and up, head down, ass exposed...
I was completely helpless, restrained, doomed. I looked at Lynne hoping shewould notice my tears but she didn't care. My rosebud was now complete exposedto the new Mistress Lynne. I could feel her hands holding my hips, there wasno tenderness in her grip, I could see her getting closer and leaning forwardto touch another black head of a dildo against me. She then tightened the grip,I closed my eyes and contracted my muscles as she started to bury inch by inchthe 2" diameter and 7" long rubber lubed invader inside my anus,just like she did with the previous monster. At first it didn't enter so sheforced until I felt the head of the phallus pop inside my core. "MMMNmmWWMMMoommpphh!!" Icursed her over and over in my mind. But Lynne worked her hips moving slowlyforward, tormenting my channel, I wanted it to stop, to escape, to scream,but was useless. She fastened the rhythm harder and harder and I gasped andgroaned deeply with each fast thrust. My knees went weak and the chain at theceiling secured my position. I'd be screaming out loud if wasn't for the horrificallytight gag. I was feeling hot and consumed by Lynne's non-stop excitement. Andwhen she finally stopped, tears streamed from my eyes, I was sweat, by breathingwas heavy. My ass was burning, aching and I was glad it was over.
But wasn't, never was. She unlocked the chain of ceiling and removed the spreadbar. I could knee and rest my abused body at the soft carpet?as a pet. My innermuscles were pulsing and I felt sore. Lynne then used a towel to clean offmy juices and tired as I was, relaxing my body, I didn't realize she greased2 new tormenters to push inside my holes. The dildo was again 1½" diametertick and 7"long, holding my knees with her own weight and hand, she usedthe free hand to slide it in. I groaned again when the base hit my nub. Flippingme over on my stomach, she pushed a 2? diameter butt plug deep inside my anus.I've no idea how many times I moaned and I did all my best to expel the intruder.Lynne laughed at my helpless attempt. It's was a hard uncomfortable rubberpiece stretching unmercifully again my channel. To finish her task, she attacheda leather strap around my corset with 2 rings, passing another leather strapbetween my legs to hold both plugs. She carefully adjusted the strap and thepushed. ?MMmmpphhh!? God, I was now with three uninvited penis tormenting myanus, pussy and mouth.
Fulfilled, I twisted my body side by side, moving my legs trying to get acomfort position. But Lynne of course wouldn't let my legs free. Several tightleather straps were laced around my ankles and high heels to prevent any movementof my feet, then above the knees and finally thighs. It was very humiliating,struggling now like a worm, crawling with my sex greased. Lynne in the otherhand was appreciating the view, once in a while spanking my butt, with anotherleather strap she had in hand. ?Move!! Moan for me!? She provoked slappingmy ass cheeks with the leather ? sometimes softly sometimes harshly. ?Now let'splay another game that you and I like: breath play! I looove watching a petbeing suffocated and you want that don't you slut?" Lynn asked, liftingmy head through my collar strangling me. All I could do was to gasp and nod. "Goodgirl".
Bringing a transparent plastic bag she told me to get ready. But it was stuckon my head as I tried to inhale. I knew as much as I struggle more sweat theplastic would stick on my hood. Would be harder to breath so for a few secondsI remained quiet breathing slow, but I also knew it was only a matter of minutesuntil I succumb to my sealed agony. The plastic was now hot sweaty beginningto stick around. While I was suffocating, the wet and horny Mistress Lynnebegan to rub her clit through her latex suit, watching me helplessly strugglefor air. I was admired to see Lynne, so strict before, now loosing her composure.She busted into an intense orgasm while keeping an eye on me. I shook my headseveral times in an attempt to get free of my plastic prison and the growinglust between my legs. But the plastic seemed to seal over my rubber hood now,I was inhaling nothing but plastic. While I was panicking, getting suffocatedmy level of euphoria was getting higher and higher until my body busted intoorgasm. As I was about to lose consciousness, Ms Lynne removed the bag overmy head and I could breath again "That was quite a show my pet...mmm?veryimpressive I'm proud of you slut. Now I'll release your arms and legs, so wecan continue our relationship?? Lynne said with a evil smile. Quietly she removedthe large arm-binder and stripes, a moment of relief for me, already trappedinto her world of slavery for a few hours at least. I was sore and still impaledwith the plugs; certainly both would stay there as much as she wanted. Movingaway she reached another bag, bringing it closer and removing rolls and rollsof duct tape and plastic film.
"Remember those stories about being enclosed that you love? I've thesame passion..." she confessed "?stand up now!" she orderedand I complied. The elaborately wrapping began with my hands and arms. I couldn'tmove a finger and my arms soon were wrapped to each side of my body. The latexcatsuit helped the grip and the tightness was too intense, my chest couldn'texpand properly. She wrapped me horrifically tight over and over again, layerafter layer. Lynne furiously swathed my thighs but not under the knees so Ikeep standing. With a new roll she carried on mercilessly around my shoulders,collar and even the hood. My groans filled the room and I "Mmphed" loudlybut she kept going with a fiery obsession. My head was now mummified exceptfor my eyes holes and nose nostrils. Moving behind me she guided my helplessbody to the floor and began to wrap down my knees with the same fury. I feltmy legs as one because of the tightness. Testing my bounds I tried to strugglebut couldn't move an inch, I was flattened and cover with God knows how manylayers of tape. "See? You first came here walking and now you can barelyflip around...that's the difference between a Domme and submissive, I ruleand you obey, I demand and you lick, I breath and you...dont!" She affirmedquickly inserting a plastic bag over my head again sealing it around my wrappedcollar. I didn't have time to inhale before it. Leaving me with very littlefresh oxygen I could only breathe through my nose, the pressure on my waistbecause of the corset and all plastic layers were crushing my lungs and diminishingmy changes to survive.
Few seconds and the bag was expanding and retracting around my hooded face.Was very hard to keep my breathing stable, I couldn't stand that anymore. Moisturefrom my heavy breath was forming in the bag that began to cling in my nose.Thousand thoughts were invading my mind, I struggled and moaned as hard asI could, I felt an unexpected wetness and the plugs were being swallowed deeperinside my channels with each muscle contraction, the air supply was now completelygone and I began to buck and desperately jolt in the floor. Suddenly the bagis gone and I engulf fresh cold air again. My chest worked hard now, quickly,taking advantage of my freedom. "There there...breath my pet, now youunderstand I own your life?you'll be my private slut and slave and anytimeI call you'll come running...We'll keep our good friendship at work but hereyou'll be the bitchy submissive, understood?" She asked holding my head.I nodded and dizzily moaned "Hmm-hhmm". Her pleased smile was pointingthat the game was over. A very thin knife was then used to carefully removethe plastic around my face without cutting the hood. Lynne then removed mygag and the first thing she did without warning was to lean close and kissedme as she never did before, a passionate unbelievable kiss. I was till seeingstars when she broke the kiss and left. Minutes later she came back dressinga black leather corset, long boots, upper-arm length black latex gloves andthat's it. Her sex complete exposed. She leaned closer of me again, her sexclose to my chest, my neck..my face. "A Domme also needs to be pleasedmy puppy?unless you want to loose your breath again.."
The rest you know....
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Some details are fictional, but if You are a Mistress like Lynne...call me*blink*. Play safe.
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