1. The Oculus Mirror


    Date: 12/13/2014, Categories: Fiction, BDSM, Bondage and restriction, Domination/submission, Female solo, Female/Female, Horror, Author: pablopepperoni, Rating: 81.8, Source: sexstories.com

    take the corset off. Tired and frustrated, she took off her jeans and crawled into bed still wearing the corset. That night she masturbated herself to an orgasm before falling to sleep. Chapter Three For the third night in a row she did not sleep well waking even more tired then before. Making her was back downstairs, she grabbed a cup of coffee and again went out on the veranda. Another package awaited her. Not square like the one that the corset came in, but long and rectangular. She brought it inside and up to her bed room before opening it up. Inside it held a pair of black leather boots the likes of which she had never seen before. These had high stiletto heals that forced the wearer of the shoes to walk up on the tips of the toes. Like a ballerina doing an en pointe position. “Hanna, put them on.” The voiced whispered. And again, “Hanna, put them on” She heard it in her mind. Looking up from where she sat on the bed across the room into the mirror. Her reflection dressed in black leather smiled back at her. The red ruby lips telling her to put the shoes on. She removed her robe that she was wearing and slowly she slipped her legs into the thigh high boots and began to pull the laces tight. Working first the right boot and then the second boot. The boots fit perfectly, forcing her feet into sharp angles downward. Her legs not used to such extreme positions soon began to cramp her calves, but she did not stop until they where both laced up completely. A flap at the top ...
    of the boots wrapped around and covered the top of the laces where they were tied off at. The flaps needed something to hold them in place. She looked into the box and found two miniature pad locks. Taking the first one in hand she closed the flap and applied the lock. It snapped shut with a permanent click. She repeated the action on her other leg. Suddenly, she realized what she had done as if coming out of a trance and began to panic. She searched the box in vain looking for the keys to the locks but there were none. A storm began to brew outside. Winds blew hard and the rains came fast and furiously. Hanna began to cry. She spent most the day in her room trying to get used to the boots. Walking was difficult though she learned if she took small steps she was able to maintain her balance. Her reflection in the mirror hauntingly urged her on. By night fall the rains had subsided and she was able to stand in the boots for up to twenty minutes before she had to sit down. She fell asleep on top of her covers, she wore the corset, boots and panties only. The dreams kept her from sleeping well. In the middle of the night she half awoke and reaching down between her legs she masturbated once again. The next morning, she got up and without covering herself nor making coffee, immediately went out to the veranda and found a third package. She knew what she must do and brought it back inside up to her bed room. Walking up and down the stairs in the boots was a major chore but she was ...
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