Trust
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My thighs feel all sticky, as if I have been swimming in salt water, and it has dried on them. I start to scratch, and realize my hands are bound to the chair arms. Suddenly fully awake, I remember where I am. Your last question comes back to me, all in a rush.
“Do you trust me?”
I had replied, a little too quickly, “Completely.”
Though that wasn’t strictly true. I had some misgivings at totally relinquishing control. But I had quieted them, saying to myself, it’s only for the weekend, and she really does care about me. She won’t do anything to hurt me, at least not permanently.
We were all getting dressed in Suzi's tent before Suzi noticed something was missing. "Tim, did you do something with the open container of the drink?" I turned and stared at the corner where we had kept them, finding only the still sealed full container. I reached out with my mind to ask Joey, and found he hadn't been to the tent since the night before. "Shit. It was there when I came for the vibrators. Damnit!" "Who else knows about that stuff?" Eric asked. "Nobody. We hadn't...
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CHAPTER 19: BOUND BY TRUSTWhile talking on the way back to the harbor, we were congregated on the bridge with Strong. I had spent days training with these guys wearing nothing but this tiny bikini, although it had been both pieces. This last day, though, was spent completely naked with the intention of drawing attention to myself for an additional surprise effect on the target’s guards. It had worked well and for the rest of the mission and immediately afterwards, I forgot all about it. Now,...
Please note -: This story is written for Adults Only. It contains acts of non-consensual sex and some mild violence between females, if this is likely to offend you please do not continue to read it. This story is entirely fictional, including the characters in it. All comments welcomed and encouraged. Or by email direct to [email protected] MATTER OF TRUSTYou had taken a little convincing to make the long trip to Down Under. Sure, it would be the experience of a lifetime, especially...
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Trust By Razor7826 (Copyright Razor7826 2007. The events presented in this work are fictional and do not represent the views of the author in any way.) "John... put that thing away. We've already talked about this..." I stared at the disgusting red ballgag that my shirtless husband dangled in front of me. "You know that we should always have a safe word." "Shhh, Erica." He placed his index finger gently over my lips and stared at me with his hazel eyes. "You trust me, don't...
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Megan bit back a curse as she stubbed her toe. The light from a few lamps in the parking lot filtered lazily through the library windows. As the building had been closed for almost five hours, this glow was all she had to aid her sight. It wasn’t enough. The table that she had walked into was the fourth one of the evening. Her toe was stinging, which probably meant that the nail had broken. Still, she shuffled forward. ‘Hello?’ she called. ‘Is anybody there? Casey?’ She sucked in her breath...
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I was curious as to whether Teresa had followed my instructions. If she wanted me back and for any of my trust in her to return then she would be waiting knelt down naked with her eyes to the ground. I didn’t know whether I wanted her waiting or not, she had hurt me.I took my time to adjust my clothes, making sure my smart black jeans were crease free, my white shirt fully buttoned up and hanging perfectly on my body. My black silk tie was knotted immaculately in a Windsor knot, centered within...
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I’m blindfolded, lying completely naked on the bed. My wrists are cuffed to the top of the bed posts, spread wide. My ankles are cuffed to the foot board posts. I’m laying there on the bed in a giant X. I have a ball gag in my mouth. I can’t talk, though I can mumble out slightly. I’ve never done anything like this before, but I trust this man that I’m with. I can’t see him, of course. I can’t even hear him. Where is he? Is he even in the room still? I stir lightly against my chains, testing...
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“Do you trust me?” she whispers into his ear. He can’t see her. His eyes are covered by a blindfold. He cannot reach her because his wrists are crossed and tied behind the back of the chair he is sitting on. He is naked except for the blindfold, and the wrist and ankle bindings that lash him to the chair. His breathing becomes shallower as she slowly walks around him trailing her fingertips lightly over his soft skin, making him shiver. He feels that she’s wearing gloves. His nipples harden...
BDSMA Matter of Trust By Carmenica Diaz SYNOPSIS A small story; it is succinct but complete. A wife who has suffered public shame through the infidelity of her husband exacts her appropriate revenge. I hope you find it enjoyable reading about one woman who exacts her pound of flesh in an innovative way.
I tapped him on the shoulder and when he turned I hit him with everything that I had. I brought the punch up from the boot tops with all two hundred and five pounds behind it. I felt his nose crunch and the blood flew and when his hands went up to his face I sunk my fist into his gut and got a loud "oof" out of him as he doubled up. One more smash to the side of his head and he went down to the ground. I debated kicking the asshole a half dozen times, but then thought: "What the hell, he...
My father was one of those people who believed that if you were less than 15 minutes early, you were late. After a shower, getting dressed, and a light breakfast, we were on our way. We pulled into a client’s parking space about 25 minutes till 12:00. All the way my mother and father worked on my self confidence, making sure I was ready for this meeting. I am usually confident in myself, so I just buried my fear deep down as we walked in like I owned the ground I walked on. My mom whispered...