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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

finally able to manage. She was extremely tired from lack of sleep. Her feet ached all the time and she felt dizzy from not being able to take full breaths. She placed the box down on the bed and looked into the mirror. Her reflection appeared as usual, she studied herself in the corset and boots when the reflection changed again. She saw herself in the leather miniskirt and and bustier. This time she had a black whip in her hand. “Hanna, open the box.” It called out to her. “No.” She answered. “Hanna, open the box.” “No.” The image swung the whip. It came through the mirror and struck her on the left thigh and buttock. It stung wickedly. Hanna jumped. “Hanna, open the box.” “No. She said with tears welling up in her eyes. The whip struck again. Again it caught her on her left thigh and buttock. “No. She cried. “I don't want to.” As she tried to move back away from the mirror. “Hanna, open the box.” The mirror said and again the whip came out to sting her. No matter where she moved the whip found her and stung her body sharply, painfully. She tried to move to the bathroom but the whip stopped her. When she tried to move to her room door again the whip stopped her until she finally gave up and capitulated and moved to the bed. She opened the box and with shaking hands removed the first items. They were several sets of thick leather fur lined cuffs. “Put them on,” the mirror said. The first set went around her boot covered ankles. Miniature pad locks secured them in place. ... Hanna cried as she completed the tasks. Locking a second set around her thighs just above her knees and the third set around her wrists. Reaching into the box she pulled a short 8” hobble chain out and locked each end to the cuffs around her ankles. Tears continued to flow down her cheeks as she took the next item from the box. A short 10” bar. Her reflection in the mirror told her to attach the ends of the bar to the cuffs around her thighs. She did so knowing that walking in the ballet boots will now be even more difficult along with her not being able to close her legs as long as the bar stayed in place. Hanna felt completely trapped yet there was still more stuff in the box. A 3” hard rubber ball with a spider web of straps attached was next. Hanna's mind screamed no but she knew she must obey if she didn't want to get struck with the whip again. Opening her mouth wide, she shoved the ball into her mouth. Harder and harder she pressed with her hands until there was a popping sound as the ball finally sat behind her teeth. He jaw was stretched to the max. Almost to the point of dislocating as she maneuvered the jumble of straps around her head. Coming through the center of the ball, the first set of straps wrapped around her head to buckle together behind her head. Once she got it buckled her reflection told her to pull it tighter. She buckled it another notch. The whip lashed out and struck her the top of her left breast. Hanna screamed in pain, much of which was muffled by ...