Elizabeth’s Bondage Fantasy

Author: Dan

Elizabeth came into our fetish studio just at closing time, looking to do a photo shoot or two, so she said to pick up some extra mall money and gain modelling experience. From the moment my partner Mike and I laid eyes on her, we knew there was something just a bit kinky about this blonde haired bombshell, but we had no idea how wild this sexy tart really was.

After checking out her ID and verifying that this chick was totally legal, we closed up shop and took her out for dinner and a few drinks at a quiet, dimly lit restaurant, to get a feel of what she was looking for and how far she would be willing to go. Mike and I had been pretty active as Doms in the BDSM lifestyle for a couple of years, so our instincts were sharply honed to pick out prime slave material from the wannabes, and after about an hour of chatting with her, this 22 year old fox totally smacked of some hot fetish content. Mike gave her a run-down in regards to the model release and consent forms that she would have to sign and I swear that both our jaws dropped when Elizabeth turned the tables and started interviewing us.

“How far will I go?” she grinned, wrinkling up her nose like a flirtatious imp, “The question here is, how far are you willing to go?”

Mike and I looked at each other, looked at her and we both broke out laughing. “How far are we willing to go? You picked the wrong guys to ask that question to. We’ll go as far as you will let us” Mike continued to laugh.

Elizabeth tossed her hair back and laughed, “Ok, I have to be on the level with you guys. I’m usually not this bold, but… I saw some of the intense bondage sets you did of my friend Bobbi… She told me that you two are the hottest Doms she has ever been with… I’m new to the scene and well… I have this bondage fantasy… ummmm… You know? Ropes, gag, blindfold, ravaged and not able to do a thing about it. Bobbi is always telling me to loosen up and just let go, so I figured that if I could get you guys to help me live my fantasy, make a few bucks in the process and you get all the pics and video you want, I can show Bobbi that she’s not the only one who can let her hair down.”

There was no way in hell that Mike and I could let this hot number get away, so we invited her back to the studio for a late night photo shoot and to fulfil her bondage fantasy. After she filled out the pertinent paper work and signed every dotted line, we took Elizabeth on a tour of the studio, letting her choose what set she preferred and felt most comfortable with. It really was no surprise when she chose the dungeon set, so we set up the cameras, and I changed into my leather fetish-wear and Elizabeth stripped out of her clothes and made herself comfy by lying across a hard wooden table.

When I took one look at her great tits and California trim, I had to think to myself, “Damn, this is going to be one sweet fuck” Mike turned on the video camera and took control of the digital cam as I tied Elizabeth’s arms securely to the table, then put her wide spread legs into restraints and using the pulley, lifted them into the air, giving Mike and the camera some exceptional beaver shots at an angle where he could capture every moment of the intense action. I was really getting into playing out the role of a Master who was going to have his way with his submissive bitch. Next came the ball gag, I popped it into her mouth and securing it tight, pulled a red silk scarf out of my pocket and wrapped it around her sexy blue eyes, leaving her in total darkness and a willing victim to the way we were going to ravage every inch of her.

There she lay, bound, gagged and spread wide, awaiting the fulfilment of her bondage fantasy, as Mike snapped shot after shot of her entire body, from ball gagged lips to her tender pink cunt.

“You’re mine, bitch and I will take you whenever I wish”, I played for the video camera while taking a flat tipped riding crop off of the imitation stone dungeon wall, “I am in control, you wicked little cunt. I control your pain. I control your pleasure” Elizabeth could only nod her head in agreement.

I leaned down and licked at her nipples until they were hard, enjoying the feeling of her body as it squirmed within its restraints. I moved back and as Mike zoomed in, I began tapping her soft white breasts with my crop, smiling as they jiggled helplessly beneath the black leather tip.

I continued to tap at her firm tits, watching as the skin reddened and Elizabeth squirmed more, raising her chest from the wooden table. “Keep still slut! You move when I say that you can!” I growled at her and delivered a few more heavier swats to her already red tits and as I tapped her hard nipples, Elizabeth moaned out past her gag and tossed her head from side to side. Keeping my voice to a faint whisper, I leaned down to her ear, pretending to kiss her cheek, “If you want me to stop, nod your head” Elizabeth shook her head slightly, indicating that she was enjoying her fantasy and wished for me to continue, and continue I did.

I gave an evil grin into the camera and moved down to Elizabeth’s wide spread legs, running my fingers up and down her silken thighs. “Hmmm, look at this soft white skin, so perfect, so smooth. No bitch of mine should have such flawless thighs” She shivered, trying to open her legs further to avoid my soft tickling fingers. “Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, she’s ticklish too. How ticklish are you wench?” I asked her, leaning over to get the honey dust and feather from the shelf beneath the table. Elizabeth threw her head from side to side. “Ahhhhhhh, my sweets. I will find much pleasure in watching you squirm helplessly as my feather teases every inch of your smooth thighs and cunt” Elizabeth threw her head from side to side again.

Dipping the feather into the honey dust, I threw my head back and gave an evil laugh toward the video camera. Elizabeth squealed behind her gag and wiggled her sexy body as my feather tickled it’s way up and down the inside of her thighs, across her shaven pussy lips and down the crack of her delicious looking ass. “Mmmmmmm bitch, you look sweet enough to eat. And I will eat you, but I like my honey warm. Nice and warm, my sweets”

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