Chapter - The Relinquishing of the Keys The following day, I thought a lot about who I should give my keys to. Someone I work with? No way! I didnt even want them to know about the belt? My parents? Again, there was no way I could let them know I was wearing the belt. Sonja was the only logical choice; plus, she already knew about the belt and she already told me she was willing to do it.

The Beginning Henry groaned as Virginia skilfully stroked his rigid cock, bringing him to the edge of orgasm yet again. As his body began to stiffen and tremble, just when he thought Virginia was going to let him finally come this time, she removed her hands. Poor baby, Virginia whispered and smiled. Groaning in frustration, Henry turned his head as tears pricked his eyes. Its too much, I cant stand it! Lashed down and naked, Henry had been in that position for four hours.

I looked up into his eyes, into Johnnys eyes. And suddenly I could say it, I could feel it and I could let it out. "Shanes gone. Hes dead.." And everything inside me broke and I crumbled, I crumbled folded into Johnnys arms while I screamed into his coat and shed tears for my lost love. A week later we buried him. At the funeral I held Johnnys arm and we both wept for the man we had

The maid strapped on the large dildo that the queen had given her for the princesss use. "Get on your knees and suck my new cock." The maid said. The princess scrambled to her knees and crawled over to maid. She took the dildo happily into her mouth and sucked it eagerly.The maid pulled her hair, "Youre such a slut. You should have been born to my station and I to yours. Now, get on your hands and knees." The princess hastened to obey.

Chapter : The Tattoos Whilst the two broads were standing toe to toe, hooked together, David and LardAss had come up behind them and pushed a hypo into each of their respective butts. They felt the prick and then within moments they were unconscious. David kept them unconscious for many days while work was completed on them. They would occasionally be brought to a state of semi-consciousness so that they could take nourishment through a large straw. However, they were just barely awake during these moments and to

" Our Chinese beauties were now tolerating harsher and more complex bondage situations as Karen and I used all our ingenuity to train them. Our current project was a lead up to a masterpiece and we had spent a long time planning how it would be done. Early in the day they had both been fed and showered and now sat in the The cat suit was crotchless allowing us easy access to her vagina and the built in bondage bra had small openings allowing the breasts to bulge through. Rings through her pierced nipples were pulled to each side and attached to the spokes with thin cord. Amys jaws were spread wide with a metal ring gag and her head tightly laced into a kid leather

"Discipline. Good." His eyes were glazed. "Anything?" he said again. "Anything I want?" "As I said," David said. "Within reason." "Reason. Yes." The man paused. "Come with me," he said. The house was large and ornate. The man led them to a small elevator, which took them down into the basement. There he unlocked a thick black door with an old-fashioned key and ushered them inside. It was a classic torture chamber, complete with stone walls. Manacles hung from the walls and the ceiling. There were whips and branding irons on display. A small cage stood in one corner, a huge St. Andrews cross in another. In the center of the room was an object that looked like a large

Suddenly the status of the prisoner changes to slave and her destination to South America. It was dusk as Cindy sped down the Ohio interstate taking great care to abide by the speed limits. Although transporting the fugitive in the current manner was perfectly legal the basic rule was to avoid the police or anyone seeing the restrained prisoner, the cell rang and Cindy answered. It was her boss Russell Schenck, owner of the Acme Bail Bond Agency. The message was short and was to call him as soon as possible from a land line. Must be something important Cindy reasoned.

A tall woman approaches the altar and stands by her head. Her hood is doffed, revealing the glowing pallor of her face, whose beautiful planes are highlighted by the severity with which her jet black hair is drawn back. Her eyes are like dark stars, that seem to draw her inexorably, and into whose depths she feels she could fall for ever. Hands unloose the collar, and gently massage her neck, easing the discomfort. The calm face, with its high forehead approaches her own.

She saw nipple clamps, whips, chains, all types of bondage equipment. If she was expected to go to an orgy every week, she thought, she may as well try to get used to as much of this equipment as possible. A shop assistant approached her. Hello, Madam, can I be of any help? No thanks, muttered Laura, nervously. I am only looking. She looked at the whips, and the bondage clothes again. Bravely, she picked up the whip, and the basque in her size, and nervously went to the paydesk. The same assistant looked at her, as she paid for her purchases. You are new around here, arent you? asked the assistant. Yes. I start a new job in a month? Where will you be