Wrapped in Plastic: My First Time with Real Bondage
When Marcos described how he wrapped his lovers in stretch film, I had to escape to the bathroom. Not for the reason they’d think.
When Marcos described how he wrapped his lovers in stretch film, I had to escape to the bathroom. Not for the reason they’d think.
Three months after the breakup, I downloaded an app. I had no idea that older man would give me the most intense night of my life.
I was tied to the table when he knelt in front of me. It wasn’t the first time I’d asked for something like that, but three men was a different level.
I had been locked in the cage for three weeks when Valeria invited her friends to dinner. I was going to be the entertainment.
When I invited her to my apartment, I thought I’d be in control. Her gaze changed the moment I closed the door, and I knew I was wrong.
The moment I let my first heel drop under the table, I knew that dinner wouldn’t end with dessert, but with him surrendering in silence while the waitress smiled at us.
Her glasses hid something I took years to decipher. When I finally found her alone at the bar, I knew the staring had only been the beginning.
Rodrigo hung from the Pillar on the brink of collapse. Valeria could not defy the Queen, but she would not let a healthy man die through negligence.
The day Clara entered my house unannounced, I realized the only clean space I had left no longer belonged to me.
We were sitting across from each other in the most discreet corner of the restaurant. No one could have imagined what I was doing with my feet beneath that table.
I woke with my hands tied in a dark room. I didn’t know how I got there. I did know I was investigating the wrong people.
One look from the window was enough for me to know that boy would do anything I asked. I just needed the right moment.
There are clients who pay and think it gives them rights over your body. This is what I lived through for months as an escort and why I quit.
I opened the door expecting one man. There were two—and they brought a backpack with everything they needed to turn me into their toy for hours.
I tried them on one by one in front of the mirror, with him watching from the other side of the screen. It wasn’t fashion. It was pure control.
Rodrigo hung from the Pillar of the Condemned when Catalina crossed the threshold. Guard Nora already had her hand on her dagger. There were rules no one broke in that castle.
They promised me a transformation. What I found was a hell of submission, punishment, and humiliation where my body stopped being mine.
They presented her to the house like one more of them, but when the Master’s bedroom door closed behind her, Elena knew nothing had prepared her for this.
Every morning I wake in my cage with the vibrators in place, waiting for Master to come down for me. Today will be a very long day.
I had accepted his dominance games before. But what he asked me that night on the phone was unlike anything before. And still, I didn’t hang up.