1. Kitten


    Date: 12/13/2014, Categories: Dark Fantasy, BDSM, Bondage and restriction, Domination/submission, Female / Girl, Lesbian, Oral Sex, Slavery, Author: pablopepperoni, Rating: 86, Source: sexstories.com

    around her wrists. “What's your name?” “Katrina. But most my friends just call me Kat.” She said with her eye lowered. “I'm Amanda, Mistress Amanda. You can call me Mistress.” Before Kat could answer she turned the girls shoulders and faced her toward a store's full length mirror. “Here, take a look at how well those look on you.” Kat turned and faced the mirror and saw her reflection. Wow she thought and brought her hands up once again and stroked the collar around her neck and saw for the first time the cuffs on her wrists. Amanda had walked off towards a clothing rack. “Kitten, come here.” “It's Kat.” the teen answered as she moved towards Amanda. “Yes, sorry. How would you like to try this on?” She asked as she held up a beautiful leather half bust bustier. Kat looked at the garment. “Oh wow, it's beautiful, but I don't know if I should.” “Nonsense. Come with me to the changing area. This will look gorgeous on you.” Kat followed her over to the dressing area and into one of the rooms. “Take off your blouse Kitten.” “Kat.” “Yes. Hurry up please.” But it was said in more of a tone of command rather then a request. Kat did as she was told. “Now lift your arms to the dressage bar.” Kat once again compiled and Amanda pulled the garment around Kat's slim waist and began button the busier together behind her back. “This bra is in the way,” she said and quickly unhooked it and lifted it up to continue to button the bustier. “Here, lets get rid of it all together.” She said ...
    and pulled the straps off of her shoulders. Before Kat could say anything her bra was removed exposing her nice 32B cup breasts. Kat pulled the bustier up in front trying to cover her breasts, but it only came up a slight bit, barely covering her nipples. “Arms back up on the bar.” Kat reached up and grabbed the bar once again. And the bustier slipped a back down ward. She reached down and pulled it up again. Amanda grabbed her right hand and lifted it up to the bar attached a snap hook to her wrist cuff followed by doing the same to her left. “Hey, wait, what?” “I can't get this on correctly while you are continuing to fidget around. Now hold still!” “Yes, I'm sorry.” “Mistress.” “What?' “That's yes, Mistress.” “Yes Mistress.” “That's better, now hold still.” She command and with the bustier held in place by the buttons, she began to pull the laces together tightly. Working her way upwards once, than again and then a third time before tying off the laces and folding over the leather flap hiding the laces and pulling up the zipper to close the flap. At the top of the zipper Amanda added a miniature pad lock securing the bustier. The bustier was tight pulling in Kat's waist several inches making it harder to breath correctly while forcing her to take shallow breaths. Amanda reached up and released her wrists from the dressage bar and pulled both of them behind her back connecting the cuffs together and adding another miniature pad lock securing them firmly. 'Hey, what are you ...