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I Dominus - Stendhal Syndrome - Part Two of Two

bdsm gilrenard 2018-11-16

I wrapped the rope that was attached to her chest harness around my right hand, wrapped my left arm under her breasts, and lifted her a few inches off the ground. I knelt in front of Olivia and folded her right leg, wrapped the rope around her shin and thigh, and closed the tie. Olivia closed her eyes and moaned, "I'm your good little cocksucker, and I need to cum." Olivia shivered from head to toe; as she let go of the pain she had carried and held on to for so long. I untied the rope that was connected to her chest harness, and lowered her torso till her hair brushed against my bedroom floor, and tied it off.

I Dominus - Stendhal Syndrome - Part One of Two

bdsm gilrenard 2018-10-21

Do you think he'd agree to the same thing to me?” Olivia asked as she tried to imagine how ropes would feel on her body and to be floating in mid-air. “Oh, and after a few days, when your body stops hurting, you’ll be aching for more,” Janet smiled and winked at Olivia."Start your new journey with someone and something a lot less intense." Janet was right, I should have taken more time to learn and ask more questions." She lifted her head, looked at me and added, "All I am sure of is that I want to experience being bound and suspended, and that I don't want the pain to outweigh the pleasure.

The Healing Touch

bdsm NerdyGuy2517 2018-07-11

The only way a cookie could reach this level of perfection is if every grandmother in the world got together and shared their most intimate baking secrets, which we all know is impossible because it is well known that if you bring multiple grandmothers together with baking involved it will quickly turn into a competition with a level of fierceness that would make a championship boxing match look tame in comparison. She looked at him with eyes that he knew saw right through him, and he felt like at that moment he could tell her everything about his life. After lying like that for several minutes, he turns his head and looks up into her eyes and tries to form the words to thank her, to ask her what happened, was any of it real.

The Velvet Edge: The Gift

bdsm TheVelvetEdge 2017-12-13

My other senses come to new life, and as I feel the soft petals break under my bare feet, my nose is pleasantly filled with the fragrance they release. The water splashes and ripples as you wet your hands, a fragrant soap releases its scent as you lather it up, and then I feel the suds on my skin as you wash me. I moan softly and feel the heat flare up between my legs and spread throughout my body, making my hair stand on end. I think of my cervix, the tender fold of muscle at the top of my vagina, of the stab of pain that seized my body when he tore down the doors of my temple and demanded a sacrifice of blood at my altar....