Willing to be a Mistress by Enclosed Lady – enclosedlady (at) yahoo (dot) com Dedicated to: Claudia and Sir Marc from Canada —————– This is a long story and English isn’t my 1st language, so you might find some mistakes. Hope everyone enjoy. Adult story +18 evolving F/f. – Feedback welcome. One chloroform handkerchief clamped over my mouth and nose as soon as I entered my friend’s house. I tried to get rid of the grip, but was too late. I woke up hours later, disoriented, slowly becoming aware of my surroundings. The large room was illuminated by a faint spotlight, there were some odd furniture and bdsm devices and I could feel the floor was covered by a smooth carpet. I still had my boots on and my shirt, but the rest of my clothing was gone. I felt a presence but couldn’t move, my body was bound with hard leather straps and a very tight leather gag strap filled my mouth muting any protest. Another device was also hard to ignore, a dildo with a finger-like flange curled up from the base, pressed a pad against my clit while another larger flange curled inside my back channel. I heard soft footsteps and I tried to call for help, but only muffled sounds came out. “Just relax.” was the only thing I got from a female voice and then a click switched on the device deep inside me. At first it was a faint hum, I moaned, it was pleasant, but after a few minutes the buzz increased and several vibrations and pulses were tickling and poking my clit and anus, both entrances could feel the movements of my hips. The pulsating invader was guiding me to an inevitable orgasm; I was moaning and gasping without control, shaking inside my restraints. My inner contractions soon began and I violently succumbed into a heavy orgasm. The buzz then diminished turning again into a faint hum. My breathing was heavy and I thought the nightmare maybe ended but the panic hit me again when the lights went off, exposing my naked and sweat body to the darkness.
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