Author's Note: This is my second bondage story and I hope you guys and gals enjoy, please leave constructive feedback


Chapter One

I stared at the sparkling lights which encircled the mirror, giving off a bright yellow glow. I took a hard look at my perfect face in the mirror, the freshly applied make-up giving a warm summery glow to my skin.

My sleek curly blond hair dazzled like diamonds under the cheap lighting, and my full red lips giving a pleasant look to my lightly tanned skin. My hoop earnings were glinting in the light, reflecting my face a million times in the thousands of fake diamonds!

"We're on in five!" came the yell from the producer. I took one more quick glance at myself in the mirror to check everything was perfect, and then I stood up .

I wore a red and black satin ladybug corset, the laces were pulled tight accentuating my natural hourglass figure. The deep-v bust line finished with a satin bow left little to the imagination, and the padded breast cups made my breasts look that little bit bigger!

To finish the look I wore black stockings complete with garter belt, elbow length silk gloves, and of course a pair of sleek 4 inch stilettos.

I walked out onto the set attracting glances from pretty much every man in the room, I was shaking... nerves? Or just perhaps anticipation!

There was a man lying face up and spread eagled on a 4 poster bed, his sexy abs of course drew my attention and his erect cock stood tall and proud!

His wrists and ankles were tied to the four corners of the bed with leather cuffs, and his nipples were encumbered by metal clamps. The film crew were of course silent and the bright lights filled every crevice!

I walked up to my captive slave and began to speak to him, "My my, what do we have here another pathetic little toy for me to play with!"

I started stroking his cock and he at once started trembling with pleasure, he couldn't see me as he was wearing a padded leather blindfold, and his mouth was stuffed with a 2" black rubber ball gag. I slowly started tracing my acrylic nails along his shaft and he whimpered with delight!

He had been kidnapped by the film crew and locked in a chastity belt for over 2 months in the basement; I felt that now was ready for release! I slowly worked my rouged lips over his erect cock, taking special care to attend to his ever sensitive head.

I slowly worked up speed until at the pivotal I released all contact and he struggled against his bonds in vain! "Hahaha you don't get it that quick little man, you have to earn it you slacker!"

I took the ball gag out of is mouth and after taking of the garter belt and black lace thong I sat on his face! "Eat me you pathetic slave!" I screamed at him, and in response he diligently licked and sucked my clitoris. My arousal built quickly and within but a couple of minutes I had an intense orgasm, the waves washing over me like a sea of pleasure!

I stood up of his face and snaked my new nails across his well defined abs making his squirm with temptation, I took special care to flick his nipple clamps causing him to stir uncomfortably. I slowly started sucking him off again rising in intensity, and yet again I stopped before he came!

"Poor little man, I just don't feel like letting you go yet!" and with that the cameras turned off and the crew applauded me, I smiled feeling proud of my work. The director approached me with a large bouquet of flowers and gave me a peck on the cheek, "Bethan, that was truly marvelous this is going to make us filthy stinking rich!" he almost screamed at me!

"I hope so Dave, I hope so!" I replied

"Here are the keys to the studio as you asked, have fun with your slave!" he winked at me and with that everyone slowly filed they're way out!

Someone had unchained my slave and taken him down to the basement, I went and picked up my thong; sliding up my legs I preceded down to the basement!

Sure enough my slave was there, he wore a black PVC arm-binder, complete with matching head mask, a chain hung from a hook in the ceiling and ran through a D-ring on his arm-binder forcing him to present his rear, I felt so awful about forcing him to star in our adult movies, but the money and my love for bondage stopped me from leaving.

His chastity belt had been put on once again to leave him no chance of self pleasuring. My stiletto heels clacked against the stone floor as I approached him, he shook in fear. I walked over to one corner of the room that contained a rack filled with bondage merchandise and toys; I selected a large black double ended dildo and walked over to my slave!

I once again took off my thong and lubed both ends with my moist pussy juices. I inserted one end of the dildo into his rear, slowly pushing it in until his sphincter closed around it. I then bent down until my bum was almost touching his and then slowly pushed my pussy onto the remaining end.

I gently rocked back and forth letting the pleasure overcome me, I got faster and faster until the slave started grunting in pain and I was moaning in pleasure. The rapid movement sending my pussy into overdrive I came and screamed in ecstasy, collapsing onto the floor I slowly drifted of to sleep.

When I awoke the basement was pitch black, and I stood up precariously wobbling in the stiletto heels, "Hello!" I called out, to no response. I heard the lock in the door click shut and I started panicking. In the blackness of the cellar I could see or hear nothing except my thumping heart, and I had no idea in which direction the door was in!

I figured it must be some kind of joke by my colleagues so I sat patiently hoping they would release me soon...


Chapter Two (added: 05/09/2011)

Completely unaware of the time without a watch or a phone I sat patiently at my desk. I had switched on the small lamp, dimly illuminating the room. The director Dave had brought the desk for me after we made a particularly hefty sum on one of our videos, all I kept in it were keys, cigarettes and photos.

I pulled a cigarette out of it's packet and lit it up, savouring the nutty aroma as my body got it's fix of poisonous chemicals. I flicked through the few photos I had of my parents, remembering the blissful, care free moments you can only experience as a child.

I finished my cigarette, stubbing the lipstick stained butt in an ashtray on my desk, I stared at the slave in all his pathetic 'glory'; whilst he stood there motionless. A crackling sound announced that the basement intercom had been turned on, "Hey gorgeous, it's Dave here!" came his charming voice echoing around the stone basement.

"I've received an offer of $200,000, for the DVD the slave and you. I'm afraid I have no choice, I'm going to have to sell you!" My jaw dropped in sheer disbelief, I was his star, his secret weapon he couldn't just drop me like a worthless dime. He couldn't, he wouldn't.

I sat silently sobbing, trying in an arduous attempt to stop myself from emotionally giving in. My mascara dripped down onto a photo of my parents, leaving a black watery mark over my Mothers face.

"Handcuff yourself!" came Dave's voice from the intercom.

"Go to hell!" I screamed at the camera embedded in the ceiling of the room, my rage growing swiftly I threw the ashtray across the room; shards of glass splintered across the floor.

"If you don't, I will leave you down there and I won't come back." Dave said calmly, as if he were scolding a disobedient child. I went over to the rack on the wall and grabbed a pair of handcuffs, forcefully locking my wrists behind my back.

"Good girl." he said as he watched me on his camera. I heard the basement door unlock and a light switch was flicked on, brightly lighting up the room. I saw Dave descend the short flight of stairs into my prison cell, and I stared at him with intense rage, I felt betrayed.

He walked up to me and licked my face, I recoiled from his sloppy tongue.

"Hahaha, good to see you again Bethan, I was hoping you would be this way!"

He pulled a large pair of scissors from his pocket and came towards me. I tried to back away but was met with the cold stone of the wall.

"I'm not going to hurt you, simply cut off those unnecessary clothes!" he announced. I let him cut off my sexy lingerie with ease, and stood naked in front of him; my body a light tanned colour. I stepped out of my stilettos, losing a good 4" in height. I felt as though I should be blushing with my well rounded breasts, and neatly trimmed vagina on full display; a side-effect of making porn I suppose.

His dick bulged in his trousers, and he rubbed his finger against my labia and clitoris simultaneously; ashamedly making me wet! I closed my eyes and let out a soft moan, unable to fend of his sexual advances with my hands cuffed behind me.

He stopped and I opened my eyes with disappointment, he just smiled at me like a lust-struck teenager. He pulled me over near the centre of the room, near the other slave and attached a large hook to my handcuffs. Walking over to the pulley on the other side of the room, he pulled the hook up leaving me in the same bent over position as the other slave.

I grunted as the hook forced me to bend over. He walked up behind me and told me to open my mouth, I did as I was told and he put a huge ring gag in my mouth. Once fitted he tightened the straps and I heard the distinct click of a padlock.

"Don't want you getting out of this now do we?" Dave asked!

He put a furry blindfold over my eyes and I just stood there in silence bent over like a dog. I felt him attach a metal shackle to my left ankle, and then another on my right spreading my legs and leaving me completely vulnerable!

I heard a zipper being pulled down and felt something large enter my mouth.

"Suck it!" he ordered. I tried my best to diligently suck, but only having use of your tongue makes it incredibly difficult. After several minutes of attempted sucking he came in my mouth, the hot salty liquid sliding down my throat as I tried to swallow.

Once I had lapped up all he had to offer he removed his penis from the mouth, letting me breath through my mouth again. I could feel his finger tracing around my spine, moving closer to my outer lips but then diverting somewhere else. I trembled in pleasure, shaking my rear at him. He put his finger in my pussy and gently rubbed my clit, sending waves of pleasure throughout my sensitive nerves.

SMACK! He slapped my left ass cheek hard with a leather paddle. I jumped and screamed as best I could.

"I don't remember telling you to enjoy this, do you?" Dave asked, mocking me. He brought it down again, this time onto my right cheek. Gently rubbing my bum with it, in soft circular motions he slapped my right breast with his bare palm. I yelped, pain spreading through my sensitive breast.

I heard him walk away, only to return to place crocodile teeth clamps on my nipples and clitoral hood. I screamed as the sharp unbearable pain, slowly turned into a dull ache. Dave kissed my cheek.

"Goodnight Bethan my darling, I shall be back tomorrow!" Dave said.

My arms and legs ached, and worst of all my pussy throbbed for Dave's hard dick. I felt ashamed, kidnapped and tied up all I could think about was getting off; being freed from the pain by orgasmic bliss.

My juices dripped down my legs, reminding me off my sick fetish. I love being controlled, used and abused... even if it is against my will!