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o This part of my collection offers a very wide variety of o
o stories. They have been submitted by people from all over the o
o world. Also from alt.sex.stories (Newsgroups). There is no o
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o I don’t believe in categorizing things. "I don’t want to o
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o a lot more fun to browse around and find 'little' surprises o
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o Lest we forget!!! This story was produced as adult en- o
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April's Lesson in Bondage (Mdom-F, bd)
by Anonymous NIXPIX Author (c) 1991
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The following story is a true account of the first encounter I had with
my former girlfriend. Although were no longer together, we enjoyed many
hours of such play. I realize that such play does not appeal to all the
users here but I have noticed that several of the users enjoy d/s. I
hope they will enjoy the story.
BONDAGE MEMORIES
April had auburn hair, well built and an executive for an
Eastern restaurant chain. We first met when she came into my
office and inquired as to the design and specification of
equiptment for a new restaurant her company was, at that time
planning on the West Coast. Although we have salespeople who are
paid specifically for this purpose, something about this striking
woman in her tailored buisness suit immediatly attracted me to her.
The result of this meeting was a relationship which lasted
over a period of over 2 years and only ended when she went back
to New York to assume a position other than the one which she had
become used to over those years, that of a submissive and willing
partner to many exciting and fulfilling Bondage experiences.
Our first evening together set the tone for the rest of the
time we spent together over the following years. April was, and
is a lady with great fire and a wonderful sense of humor. The
interplay between the two of us always began with a dare, a tease
or a fantasy which both of us wanted to realize in real life.
At 7:00 P.M. we met at the Hilton in down town San Francisco.
She met me at the door to her room wearing a tight mini skirt,
and almost transparent blouse. This was NOT the lady I had met
earlier in the tailored suit and hair tightly tied in a bun on
her head. She was beautiful, and INCREDIBLY sexy.
Our conversation over a hastily arranged lunch the day
before had made me aware of her interest and fascination with B&D
and all that it represents, so I had with me a number of toys
with which I hoped to enliven the nights dinner plans. Out of a
small bag I had brought with me I produced two small vibrators
about the size and shape of a large egg.
April willingly agreed to insert one of them in her vagina,
and one, in what was readily apparent due to the tightness of her
skirt, was an incredibly shapely and ample rear. This done we
placed the switches for them in the pockets of the skirt she
wore, covered them with a jacket, and proceeded to go to dinner
in the restaurant at the hotel, but not before agreeing that
control of these devilish devices would be TOTALLY mine.
The waiter showed us to a table and April, rather
unsteadily, (I thought) made her way to it balanced on a pair of
very high heels which set off her legs and made her ass move in
ways that somehow distracted me from the idea of what we were
going to have for dinner.
Once we were seated in the booth I discretely reached over,
and without her realizing it flipped the switch on the eggs, this
was the first time April had experienced the sensation that is
produced by these small, but powerful little devices and the
result was a shriek that turned more than a few heads in the
already crowded room.
The rest of her dinner was spent in a constant state
ofuncertainty, arousal, and embarrassment. The food was delicious,
but I doubt, somehow if April remembers it. Every time the waiter
or busboy came by she soon realized she would find these devices,
hidden in her most private parts vibrating madly and driving her
nearer and nearer to distraction. By the time we left for her
room, walking which had been difficult at best before, was now
almost impossible.