1. Labyrinth of Lust - Part 2


    Date: 10/4/2014, Categories: BDSM, Author: NymphWriter, Rating: 27, Source: LushStories

    “Okay yeah,” she said, “They were arousing.” The Minotaur stepped up and stood behind Yvonne. She could see him in the mirrors and smelled the faint aroma of his cologne and arousal. Though he wasn’t touching her, she felt his presence. “I must admit, my pet, I do like your costume. But this damn head is really getting on my nerves and is keeping me from getting too close. Mind if I remove it?” “Not at all, sir.” Though she couldn’t see his face, she knew he was smiling. He reached up, lifted the bull’s head off his body, and set it on the floor. Yvonne could see the mask that covered his face from the top of his cheeks and the entire top of his head. “Oh yes,” he sighed, “that’s much better.” “Your mask reminds me a bit of Zorro.” The Minotaur smiled and Yvonne thought it really lit up his face. “Why thank you my pet. I hate those damn leather hoods and though I intend to tie you up, I’m not as into the BDSM lifestyle as many of my performers are.” Yvonne breathed a sigh of relief as she feared her Minotaur was more like the fictional men she had been reading about than the type of man she usually enjoyed. “Just what do you intend to do with me, sir?” The Minotaur smiled and said, “Such an eager pet I have tonight. I told you before, I intend to eat you to multiple orgasms and fuck you all night long. I want to tie you up, feed you my cock, and maybe spank you a bit.” “With your hand or something else, sir?” The Minotaur gently touched her arm and Yvonne shivered as she felt ...
    herself come alive. “My hand yes, but if I choose anything harder I’ll let you test it first. The pain is intended to bring you pleasure, not harm. But, to be sure that we can trust one another, we must establish a safe word or two. Now, at this point, you must be a bit nervous.” “Yeah, I am,” she said. “Um, sir.” She felt the Minotaur’s breath on her neck. It created goose bumps on her skin as he said softly, “That’s normal, my pet. I would, however, like to put a leash on your collar if you don’t mind. It’s not meant to demean you, it’s just for fun. I mean, you are the one wearing the dog collar.” “If that is what you wish, sir.” “Oh my pet, I wish for so much more and I intend to get it.” He clipped a leather leash to her collar and held the dog tag in his fingers as he looked over her shoulder. “Toto huh? The perfect name for my pet.” “It was just some humor for my costume, sir.” The Minotaur smiled. “I like it. Maybe before we part you’ll let me keep your tag.” “Would that please you, sir?” “What would please me, my pet would be to start removing your costume.” “Do you wish me to do it sir?” “No my pet, we need to establish some ground rules first.” “And those would be sir?” “Well, what we do, we must both want. Is there anything, my pet, you either don’t like or would rather not do? Please be honest.” Yvonne sighed. One thing came to her mind without a moment of hesitation. “Anal,” she whispered. “Hmmm,” he said. “I’m guessing my pet has never had it or has been hurt. ...