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Bondage Lari's neck recoiled in shock when he saw his mistress walk through the bedroom door. She was dressed from neck to toe in a tight, black latex catsuit; the sunlight bounced off her curves. Her hair was pulled back and high into a ponytail and her feet were nestled into the kind of heels that were perfect for stepping on a naughty submissive. She had Emma's collar in her left hand. "It's good to be back," Ana twirled the collar around a gloved finger. "Kneel, slut," Lari approached her and knelt at her feet. "Look at me," Ana curled a finger under his chin. She buckled the collar around Lari's neck and locked it in place. She tied a blindfold around his eyes and attached a lead to the collar, forcing her submissive's neck forward. "Follow slut." Ana walked and Lari crawled behind her, completely unaware of where she was being led. She heard the door to the cabin open and felt hot air envelop her body. Lari's hands and knees sank into the soft earth as Ana led him to the edge of the forest. "Stand," Ana ordered. Lari complied, catching his balance as he stood. He could feel the sunlight streaming through the edges of his blindfold, but all he saw was darkness. He remained still while Ana bound him with strong rope between two trees. When she finished, the gurl was in a taught X, his thin limbs fastened tight to the two trees. Lari heard the cap to a bottle open and his mistress walk behind her. She felt her smooth, cold body press against his, lips at his ear. "It's hot today, isn't it?" Ana whispered. Her hands were all over the bound sissy boi, rubbing a sweet-smelling oil into isr skin. Her fingers lingered at his nipples, thighs, and bubble butt, shining Lari's body to a fine polish. When she finished, Lari was practically sparkling in the sun, bright as her latex-clad mistress. "Sunscreen, Mistress?" Lari asked. "My darling, so sweet," Ana brought a slippery hand to her cheek, caressing her lovingly. "That would be so thoughtful, wouldn't it?" "Yes..." Lari gasped as Ana's other hand nestled in between his long feminine legs. "It's not sunscreen is it, Mistress?" "Such a smart gurl," Ana whispered. "I thought you could use a little tan, so I thought a touch of baby oil would help accelerate the process." Lari swallowed hard. Ana knew how easily his smooth fair skin burnt in the sun without an accelerant, and there wasn't a cloud in the sky today. "You're going to... sunburn me? No whips or clamps?" Lari whispered back. "Well, I couldn't bring too many toys up here, so I figured Mother Nature would help me today." "Isn't that going to take..." "It could be hours, yes." "And I'm just gonna stay here? Like this? Mistress?" Lari shouted for Ana, but the domme disappeared. In truth, she was reclining on the porch thirty feet away, but as far as Lari was concerned, the dark-haired woman vanished before him. Ana was thoroughly enjoying herself. She stripped out of her catsuit, as the puddled sweat was boiling her alive when she was teasing her submissive sissy boi, and was now tanning on the grass with a large glass of iced tea and a bowl of berries beside her. Lari was not enjoying himself. It had only been thirty minutes, but his arms and legs were starting to strain from being tied so tightly. And it was hot. Really fucking hot. Sweat dripped from his arms and chest in streaks down his oiled body, cutting through the cruel substance. He wasn't burning yet, but he could feel the sun dig its nails into his exposed hairless flesh and his tiny clitty. "What's your plan, Mistress? You didn't even ask me questions yet! How do you know I won't just tell you everything?" Lari shouted, hoping Ana was nearby. Ana smiled and took a long sip of her cold drink. She said nothing and closed her eyes. When she next opened her eyes, Lari was perfectly still and breathing slowly, his chest barely moving. Concerned, she walked silently over to the bound sissy boi. It took everything within her not to burst out in laughter. A small dragonfly was perched on Lari's nipple, and it looked like it had no plans of leaving anytime soon. After a few cruel minutes, Ana took mercy on him and untied the blindfold around his eyes. Bright light blinded the submissive gurl as he regained his sight. As the world came into focus, he saw his mistress, nude and glistening before hin. "I don't want to look," Lari whispered, terrified about what creature was tormenting his sensitive hard nipple. Ana laughed and flicked a hand across Lari's chest. Lari tensed in anticipation, but relaxed his shoulders when he saw the dragonfly flutter away from his thin body. "You look hot and bothered, love," Ana ran her fingertips down one of Lari's outstretched arms. "Yes, I am Mistress. My skin..." "Feels hot, though you'd be unlikely to really burn if I took you down in the next thirty minutes," Ana smiled. "Can we, um, speed up the interrogation then?" Lari looked at his arms, which were starting to turn pink. "Are you thirsty?" Ana brought a straw to Lari's full lips. He sucked greedily, the cold liquid soothing his burning body and tiny clitty. "Hungry?" Ana speared a blackberry with a toothpick and fed it to the bound gurl. "Thank you, Mistress," Lari appreciated the relief, but he was worried about hus sensitive skin. He felt frustration bubble inside his throat; Ana looked so smug and relaxed. "Just fucking torture me already!" Lari yelled, his voice desperate. Excitement flashed in Ana's eyes. He was breaking, and she didn't have to lift a finger. Now, to apply pressure. "Hold this for me, would you?" Ana dropped to her knees and gently spread Lari's legs open. His tiny clitty was wet with oil, sweat, and arousal. Lari exhaled slowly when Ana licked his small mushromm head. "Thank you. I read about it in a particularly cruel piece of smut a while ago. You seem upset though, so I'll come back when you've cooled off," Ana spoke condescendingly, which angered the submissive gurl. Ana went inside the cabin and left Lari to languish in his bonds. It was noon and the sun crossed the tree line. It wouldn't take long for the sun's daggers to leave permanent marks on his skin. Lari shook the pain in his loins from his bimbo mind and tried to understand Ana's plan for him. She hadn't even bothered asking him questions, it was as if the domme knew her submissive wouldn't give up information until he was at his breaking point. But Lari craved the game of it all -- he wanted to dangle information in front of his mistress and watch the frustration in her eyes when he tore it away. Lari started thinking of the revenge he'd enact once free -- all of the twisted positions he'd put his mistress in, all of the humiliation and torture. He thought he could outlast the domme and turn the whip on her, but in truth, Lari knew he couldn't last in the heat much longer. He was beginning to lose feeling in his limbs and the pain was similarly numb in his chest. In this agony, his mind became clear: in order to beat the game, he had to play it. "In high school, when I started that twisted little sex cult, I was untouchable. Lari spoke just loud enough for Ana to hear that he was talking, but not what he was saying. Almost on cue, Ana opened the door of the cabin and pretended to relax on the porch. Lari smiled. "The power I had over so many of my classmates, it was like a drug. I told you I had a couple subs, but that wasn't really it. There were dozens between me and Nicole. In our last semester, we got our entire theology class under our thumbs, just to prove we could. There was this group chat we made -- I know it's stupid, but we were stupid -- and one of our classmate's<b> parents </font></b>saw the stuff that was getting sent, and took it to the headmaster," Lari began to tell his story, his real story. Ana got up from the porch and walked over to him. "Please Mistress. I promise I'll keep talking," Sissy boi Lari begged in the sultriest voice he could muster. He was bargaining. Ana raised an eyebrow, but obeyed. She spread her submissives butt cheeks apart and gently rubbed his boi pussy. "Go on sissy boi" Ana spoke "Thank you, Mistress. Anyway, word got around about it and the school started interrogating women about it -- not like this of course," Lari glanced at his bondage. "Long story short, Nicole and I got expelled months before graduation. My college applications got all messed up and I had to take summer classes at another school to graduate. My parents, well it took them a while to get over it all." "Your<b> parents </font></b>know about your... kinky activities?" Ana's mouth was wide. "Yeah, it wasn't the ideal way for them to find out about sexual deviancy." "I don't think there's any ideal way," Ana laughed. "But is that why, well... is that why I haven't met them?" "Kinda, they know I'm cock loving faggot and they're cool and all, but after that I kept my personal life personal," Lari shrugged as much as he could in the bondage. He saw Ana invested in his story and took another chance. "Could you release me, Mistress? My arms are going numb. You could tie them in lots of other ways if you'd like," he batted her eyes. Ana barely thought about the request as she fulfilled it. Ana thought that Lari was surrendering -- that the torment was successful. Then, as she was gathering the discarded ropes, she was pushed into the soft grass with her arms pinned behind her back. Ana tried to get her legs underneath her, but Lari's grip was strong. Lari looped a length of rope around Ana's wrists and tied it tight. "Clever," Ana grunted as she was flipped onto her back. Lari straddled her with a big smile on his face. "What's next? You gonna put me up there, make me bake in the sun?" Ana goaded her, testing the strength of her bonds. "You have a lot to learn about me, Ana. Do you want me to teach you?" Ana looked into her eyes and saw something she never saw before. There was the love and tenderness she was used to, but there was something else. He looked completely confident, powerful in a way foreign to Ana. Ana wanted to explore it, to feel it. "Yes Master Sir," Ana said, diving headfirst into an unknown submission. The ball gag between Ana's teeth was a bit redundant, because she was speechless. She was suspended from a rafter in the central room of the building, hanging sideways in a complicated web of rope. Her wrists were bound to the opposite elbow behind her back in a tight chest harness that framed her perfect breasts in intricate rope work. One of her legs was bent up towards the rafter; a rope around her lower thigh lifted her knee high and exposed her hairlss vagina and ass. Her other leg was bound thigh to ankle, completely restricting her lower body. All Ana could do was watch as Lari adjusted knots and added rope to the web. Ana didn't know how long Lari was working on her, but the sun was low in the sky when he finally stepped away and examined his work. It was perfect. He grabbed Ana's heel and pushed it lightly, sending the bound woman into a slow rotation. Ana's cheeks reddened. The movement exposed every inch of her body to her gurlfriend. She felt like a statue in a museum, completely still and open for any onlooker to ogle and assess. Lari said nothing and dragged a chair over in front of his captive. Ana strained her head to look up straight, but she relented to the forced horizontal view of her domme. Even sideways, Lari looked beautiful. He raided Ana's wardrobe earlier in the afternoon and selected a few pieces of expensive lingerie to adorn his sun-kissed skin. He wore long, black latex stockings and gloves, shined to a perfect polish. His tiny clitty was barely covered in tight pink panties and his hair fell in luscious waves around his shoulders. |
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