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Begging For Bondage (Lynn LaFlamme)


Begging For Bondage by Lynn LaFlamme

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Sherilyn and Jean-Daniel are in love, but her control issues just might ruin the relationship. He doesn't mind for the most part, but he wants control in the bedroom.

Join Sherilyn and Jean-Daniel on their first venture into domination and submission, told from both his and her points of view.

Product type: EBook    Published by: Fiction4All    Published: 4 / 2010

No. words: 12212

Style: Male Dom - M/F, Spanking and Bondage

Available Formats: Palm  MobiPocket (MOBI)  EPUB  Sony Reader (LRF)  PDF  MS Reader  This book has a format which can be downloaded to Kindle


Excerpt

I canít hear anything. I canít see anything. I canít even move. I can smell the light citrus fragrance of my body lotion. I can feel the cuffs around my wrists, ankles and head; the air on my bare skin. I can taste the leather wrapped ball gag forcing my mouth wide. I am completely restrained, about to be punished; fear and apprehension grow as time crawls.
I know the house that I am in, but not who it belongs to. Immediately upon arriving Jean-Daniel began to prepare me for the nightís activities, using one of our hostís spare bedrooms, taking me up stairs without meeting anyone. He put soft foam ear plugs in my ears then placed a tight, leather half- hood blindfold with padded ear flaps over my head. Next, he forced the leather ball gag into my mouth, stretching it open and securing it tightly. Once he was satisfied that I was deaf, blind and mostly silent, he removed the long velour cloak I was wearing, its softness caressing me as it was discarded. I was completely naked beneath it, wearing only a pair of four inch heels. Tonight, I would be the entertainment.
Without warning I became airborne. Gasping, I cling to Jean-Daniel as he lifts me and spins us around several times. He then carries me out of the room, turning to one side as we go through the door. He makes several twists and turns. We stop for a moment and I am once again placed on my feet. A hand on my back pushes me to bend forward, but it startles me, and I balk. I am rewarded with a sharp slap to my ass and I yelp in surprise. Roughly placing his shoulder against my stomach, Jean-Daniel forces me to lean forward, hoisting me over his shoulder. I feel the force of each step as we descend a flight of stairs.
The air is cooler here. I feel my nipples harden as I straighten from being carefully lowered back to my feet. Gently, Jean-Daniel guides me back a few steps. He takes my right wrist and wraps a stiff cuff around it, buckling it tightly. The inside of it is very soft, maybe velvet. My left wrist quickly gets the same. I feel something being brought down over my head. Straps settle on my shoulders. His deft fingers quickly straighten and adjust them. He pulls them snug and wraps another around my waist, fastening it in place. I am turned around and he reaches for my hands. He pulls them back and around, then fastens my wrists to the waist strap at the small of my back.
I stand there, bound and exposed; afraid to move. Jean-Danielís hands settle on my shoulders and pull me back against him. I feel the rough denim of his jeans against my ass, along with the warmth of his chest against my back. He slides his hands slowly over my chest, coming down to cup my breasts, tweaking my nipples with his thumbs. After so long with no sight or sound, that one touch is like electricity coursing through my body. My back arches, pressing my breasts more firmly into his hands. I feel his breath on my neck and then his tongue is tracing the shell of my ear. I shiver, and as I break out in goose bumps, my nipples draw painfully tight. Releasing my breasts, he begins to run his hands down my ribs to my stomach and lower, ending with his fingers lightly tangled in the carefully trimmed curls guarding my sex.
Using his whole body, he urges me forward. Just one step has me snugly pressed against something hard, but padded. It presses into my lower abdomen. Sliding his hands back up my body, he cups my shoulders and slowly bends me forward and down. The padded edge presses into my hips and I obediently follow his lead and lean over it. It feels to be only a few inches wide, a banister, or maybe something as simple as a sawhorse. My breasts sway as I settle over it. The cool air of the room sweeps across my back as he straightens up, keeping a hand in the center of my back, letting me know to stay put. He runs his hands down my legs, ending with his fingers wrapped around my ankles. One hand moves away, but immediately comes back with a strap and fastens it on, then quickly does the same to my other ankle. Using his hands, he guides my feet apart until I am unbalanced, spreading my legs impossibly wide. In short order my ankles are secured so I canít move them. The air quickly cools the warm folds of my pussy.
Seconds later I feel him in front of me as he cups my breasts and begins to pinch and roll my nipples between his fingers. They respond quickly, again becoming painfully tight and aroused. A moan escapes me from behind the gag. Just as I try to rise up a bit a sharp pain erupts in my right breast making me jerk. That causes a hard tug followed by more pain. Just as I realize that he has attached a clamp to my nipple, the same pain invades my left breast. I try to cry out, but all that escapes is a muffled gasp. I struggle to rise, but he wonít allow it. He wraps a hand in my hair and forces me to lean further down. I am now bent nearly double. He releases my hair but I know to stay exactly as I am.
I next feel his large, warm hands grabbing the globes of my exposed ass. He rubs and squeezes for several moments before placing a finger on my clit and flicking it several times. I try to squirm away, but there is no give in my restraints. He runs his finger back through the open lips of my vagina and continues with tracing the crack of my butt. When he reaches my anal opening, he pauses and applies a firm but gentle pressure, making me tense up all my muscles. Then it is gone. I wait for him to touch me again. My skin begins to cool and I again get goose bumps. Gradually, I realize that for now, he is not going to touch me again. Maybe he has left me alone. I think about trying to rise up, but decide not to, just in case he still watches. There is nothing to do now, but wait.


Reviews

Some nice scenes in it but in my opinion the length of a book like this is too short to develop the storyline or characters properly and it is also too short to include enough action to fully satisfy me. The other annoying thing was to have the same scene repeated from the other pertson's perspective. So really this is only a story that is half the length it comes out as being. 2 out of 5

Author Information

A new BDSM author bringing fantasies of bondage, pleasure and pain to life. Comments and feedback are always welcome @ LynnLaFlamme@yahoo.com

 

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