Sharon: Her Life As Daddy’s Girl She had accepted her life as Daddy’s girl. It’s what she needed, what she wanted. To be his bondage toy, for him to do whatever he wanted to do whenever he wanted to do it. Today began with her on the floor; frogtied, her wrists bound and her elbows […]
She didn’t have to wait long. It was soon that his hands were on her body. Her sounds, beginning as whimpers, soon became erotic moans. Removing her top, pulling the bottom of her outfit down, exposing her butt cheeks. Letting her soon feel the sting of the milt-tailed whip as it brutally caressed her young […]
She no longer had any doubt. She belonged to him, she was his bondage toy. Not only could he do whatever he wanted, anything that he wanted, any time that he wanted, she knew that she would enjoy it. This time he had her legs spread wide and tied, then pulled up into a semi-suspension, […]
It was something that he had not done before. The ropes were tight, she was used to that. That ballgag jammed into her mouth was becoming very familiar. But her legs spread widem held that way by the bamboo bar; her wrists bound to each ankle. It made her feel very vulnerable, very exposed. And […]
Every time gets more intense. This one is no different. Kneeling on the couch, bound, ballgagged. And her wrists pulled up higher. Feeling the strain in her shoulders. Followed by the teasing, tickling and erotic torment. It’s what he does well. And what she wants him to do.
It’s the next step in her training. To be hogtied – her wrists bound, her elbows pulled tight, her legs crossed and a hair hogtie – barely able to move. Feeling his strong hands on her soft young body. There’s nothing she can do about it – not that she would want to even if […]
She knew what she was supposed to do, what he wanted her to do. To Struggle. Hard. But the way he had her bound she was barely able to do that. It wasn’t her bound wrists. It was the rope from her cross-tied ankles pulled up into a rope gag, yanking hard on her head, […]
It happened so quickly, so easily, that it surprised even her. She had become a bondage toy. HIS bondage toy. She could not imagine playing these games with anyone else. Letting anyone else do what he does. His teasing, tickling, erotic torment. And the sound – and feel – of the riding crop, the leather […]
This was only her second time in his ropes. But it quickly became clear to her – and to him – that she was becoming his bondage toy. To tease, to torment, to do whatever he wanted to do whenever he wanted to do it. This time introducing her to bondage suspension. Tightly bound, hanging, […]
Sharon is the epitome of the bondage virgin. The thought of it excited her. And when it actually happened she found out quickly that it was more than she expected. Much more. Not just rope, but rope tightly tied, what some might call brutal. Her wrists bound, her elbows yanked together hard. Her ankles crossed, […]