(story continues from The Gifts) 8 8 The Gifts - Part 3 by Apryllrain The Gift part 3 It’s my birthday, never mind which one! I may be a horny, needy, painslut, but I’m still a lady and I wouldn’t tell you if you asked. Since I’m an unattached sub, Three Doms that I play with have each offered a gift, and I have a feeling, it will be a birthday I will never forget. ...
It was rare for me to get the whole day at home alone, and believe me; I planned to take advantage of it. First thing I did was take a long, hot shower, so hot my skin was beautifully rosy, and I could hardly breathe from the steam. I was really in the mood to be abused, but there was no one else around to do it, so I had to take care of it myself. I filled a two-quart enema bag with soapy water. I also laid out yarn, dental floss and several clothespins and some weights. When I felt I was as clean on the outside as I could get, I knew it was time to clean out the inside and start the fun and games. I got down on my hands and knees in the tub and twisted the shower knob to ice cold. Then taking a deep breath, I slid the enema nozzle deep into my ass. I imagined myself being forced to kneel under the icy shower as my bottom filled with the hot water… I closed my eyes and imagined a strong, demanding, domineering man in the shadows, just watching, directing me. I was given no choices, no options. I turned on the hose. ...
8 8 The Gifts by Apryllrain The Gift pt 1 It’s my birthday, never mind which one! I may be a horny, needy, painslut, but I’m still a lady and I wouldn’t tell you if you asked. Since I’m an unattached sub, Three Doms that I play with have each offered a gift, and I have a feeling, it will be a birthday I will never forget. First there’s Master Thomas, and believe me, this is a man knows his way around a rope like no one else I know! His gift is to me tonight is to tie me in strict, tight, excruciating bondage. He starts by placing my wrists together, back to back behind me, wrapping them with bondage tape. My arms are placed in a single leather sleeve behind my back and the sleeve is pulled up, forcing my chest to thrust out. A rope is threaded thru an O ring at the end of the sleeve. Now the ends of the rope are draped over my shoulders and wrapped tightly around my tits, each one is wrapped three times, and then the ropes are crossed in a figure eight several times and drawn tight, then it’s threaded around the crossings in the middle, making the whole thing even tighter, and last but not least, its wound around my body, and the ends are tied around the tops of my arms. If I try to ease the pain in my shoulders by moving my arms down, it pulls even tighter on my tits. My arms are well and truly immobilized. ...