yourbadgrrl:

“What a pretty present he’s left me!” Mistress exclaimed, eyes blazing with delight, taking in her naked, gagged, body bound tightly to the pole.
She tried her best to look defiant, strong, unafraid—but deep inside she was freaking out. Why had she agreed to this? To impress him? To prove her submissiveness? Did it even matter at this point?
Mistress was supposedly his sub, but from the looks of it, she was going to domme her and domme her well…And while she had never really thought about that idea, right now it made her more than a little hot. The realization surprised her, then made her cunt tingle.
Mistress had stripped to her lingerie and heels, and had laid out a crop, a strapon, clothespins and something in a velvet bag on the table close by.
“He told me I could do anything I want to you, little girl. I am so looking forward to this,” she purred, stroking her hard nipples.
“But I don’t like to share Sir with just anyone. You need to prove that you’re worthy. Of the the two of us.” Mistress’s fingers pinched her nipples hard, and she smiled as the bound girl cried out.
Right on cue he walked in, smiling and carrying a blindfold.
Mistress pushed the leather settee to the center of the room, then stood next to it, awaiting his orders. He walked all the way around her, admiring his handiwork, and he then came to her side, caressing her hair and her cheek, stroking her heated skin.
“I know you’re going to prove yourself to me and Mistress, little one. Make me proud,” he whispered in her ear.
Then he sat down in the chair, smiled at her and nodded to Mistress, handed her the blindfold and said just one word:
“Begin.”

yourbadgrrl:

“What a pretty present he’s left me!” Mistress exclaimed, eyes blazing with delight, taking in her naked, gagged, body bound tightly to the pole.

She tried her best to look defiant, strong, unafraid—but deep inside she was freaking out. Why had she agreed to this? To impress him? To prove her submissiveness? Did it even matter at this point?

Mistress was supposedly his sub, but from the looks of it, she was going to domme her and domme her well…And while she had never really thought about that idea, right now it made her more than a little hot. The realization surprised her, then made her cunt tingle.

Mistress had stripped to her lingerie and heels, and had laid out a crop, a strapon, clothespins and something in a velvet bag on the table close by.

“He told me I could do anything I want to you, little girl. I am so looking forward to this,” she purred, stroking her hard nipples.

“But I don’t like to share Sir with just anyone. You need to prove that you’re worthy. Of the the two of us.” Mistress’s fingers pinched her nipples hard, and she smiled as the bound girl cried out.

Right on cue he walked in, smiling and carrying a blindfold.

Mistress pushed the leather settee to the center of the room, then stood next to it, awaiting his orders. He walked all the way around her, admiring his handiwork, and he then came to her side, caressing her hair and her cheek, stroking her heated skin.

“I know you’re going to prove yourself to me and Mistress, little one. Make me proud,” he whispered in her ear.

Then he sat down in the chair, smiled at her and nodded to Mistress, handed her the blindfold and said just one word:

“Begin.”