Kimberly shook the rice out of her long red hair as Michael closed the door to their secluded honeymoon suite.
fetish The wedding had been wild, no doubt about it, and all that champagne was making Kimberly feel more than a little amorous toward her new husband.
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As he hung up his jacket, Kimberly reached behind her back and struggled with the zipper of her antique bridal gown.
fetish "Would you be interested in giving me a hand?" she asked coquettishly.
fetish Michael smiled devilishly as she held up her hair to give him better access to the complicated fasteners.
fetish "Ta da," she announced as the dress fluttered to the floor.
fetish Michael's eyes swam slowly over the dazzling package before him.
fetish Unbeknownst to anyone, Kimberly had continued the Victorian theme of her attire to include an old-fashioned corset underneath her gown.
fetish Firmly-boned and tightly laced up her back, the restrictive garment molded Kimberly's torso into a perfect hourglass while it pushed out her hips, bottom and breasts.
fetish Combined with the white gartered stockings, full- length gloves, high-heeled button boots and dainty lace panties, Kimberly was a luscious vision of 19th-century loveliness sweetened with more than a dash of contemporary lust.
fetish "Michael, darling," she cooed.
fetish "I think we're going to need more ice."
fetish Michael just nodded as he stared at his radiant bride.
fetish "Run along," she said as she pushed him toward the door.
fetish "I have a surprise for you."
fetish Once he was gone, Kimberly reached in her toilet bag and pulled out a white satin scarf and a pair of handcuffs.
fetish After carefully placing the key on the dresser, she blindfolded herself and secured her wrists in front of her waist.
fetish Her heart began pounding harder and harder as she waited for Michael's footsteps and hand on the door.
fetish Kimberly had always resisted his requests to play tie-up games, but tonight, she was determined to give him what she hoped he wanted most. Herself.
fetish She smiled when she heard him come into the suite.
fetish "You can do anything you want to me," she said softly.
fetish "I'm completely at your mercy."
fetish "So you are," Michael finally replied after assessing this unexpected development.
fetish He took Kimberly by her arms and pushed her back toward one of the posts of the poster bed in the middle of the room.
fetish Kimberly pretended to resist his advances by running her cuffed hands up and down his chest and then giving his already- bulging crotch a squeeze.
fetish "Oh, a feisty one, eh? We'll just see about that."
fetish Michael took off his bow tie and knotted one end to the chain between Kimberly's manacles.
fetish He raised her hands over her head, brought them back down behind her neck, and secured the other end to the post.
fetish "Hey," Kimberly yelped as she flapped her elbows helplessly.
fetish Michael ignored her complaints as he removed his cummerbund and began rolling it into a tube.
fetish When stuffed into Kimberly's mouth and strapped behind her head, it effectively stifled all further discussion of his bride's sudden predicament.
fetish "You know, I was afraid it was going to take a few days to turn you around," he said as he unbuttoned his suspenders.
fetish Kimberly tried to kick him away, but he held her ankles firm as he lashed them to the bottom of the bedpost and wrapped the slack up her shins and over her knees, pinning her legs to the thick wooden support.
fetish "We don't really need to keep you in the dark," he said, and took off her blindfold.
fetish Kimberly's eyes grew wide as she watched Michael open a large black suitcase.
fetish Inside was what looked like enough rope to outfit a yacht, plus piles of gleaming PVC, stiff new leather accessories and dull black rubber outfits.
fetish Michael rummaged around until he found a pair of heavy clamps on a long chrome chain.
fetish "Come out, come out, wherever you are," he sang as he reached into the top of Kimberly's corset and tugged her nipples up until they were exposed over the seam.
fetish He attached one clamp to a pink knob, then ran the chain behind her neck before clipping the other.
fetish The tension caused both nipples to stretch and stand straight up like soldiers in the presence of a general.
fetish Kimberly moaned loudly through her gag as the plastic tips bit hard into her tender flesh.
fetish But Michael was oblivious to her plight as he busied himself with the contents of his suitcase.
fetish "Gotta take some snapshots for the album," he laughed, clicking away with a Polaroid as she twisted and turned her face away from the flashing camera.
fetish Kimberly strained mightily against her unpleasant bonds, but the handcuffs and Michael's tux accessories mocked her efforts to escape.
fetish Her discomfort was heightened by the metal clips that pulled her nipples upward and the stiff upper seam of the corset digging painfully into her breasts.
fetish Michael seemed ridiculously happy as he laid out Kimberly's next confinement on the dresser.
fetish He had never imagined that his new bride would willfully submit to slavery, but the blindfold and cuffs were all the proof he needed.
fetish However, he did realize that his wedding-night fantasy might be radically different from Kimberly's, and she might need a little time to grow accustomed to her new status.
fetish But that didn't mean he couldn't get started right away on her training.
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"You really surprised me with the handcuffs," he told Kimberly as he untied her wrists from the bedpost.
fetish "Pleasantly surprised, I might add."
fetish Kimberly mumbled something into the cummerbund gag, but Michael ignored her as he unwrapped the suspenders from around her ankles and legs.
fetish He led her forward to the middle of the honeymoon suite, and commanded her to stand still with her legs spread apart.
fetish "If you so much as twitch," he warned, "we can do this just as easily with you hanging upside down."
fetish Kimberly did as she was told, hoping her obedience would hasten the removal of the clamps from her aching nipples.
fetish Instead, Michael quickly removed his bride's button boots, stockings, gloves and panties, leaving her naked save the corset.
fetish "That really looks great on you," he remarked as he walked around her.
fetish "I'll have to remember to have you fitted for a rubber one next week."
fetish Kimberly felt the hairs stand up on the back of her neck.
fetish Rubber corsets? Next week? She had presumed tonight was a special occasion.
fetish Was Michael planning to keep her tied up for a week? Or maybe a month? Indefinitely? The noticeable dampness between her legs surprised her.
fetish Michael loosened the corset's lacing, and the garment fell away from Kimberly's full-figured physique.
fetish Without the corset's support, her ample breasts became weights dragging down on her nipples as they strained under the pressure of the clamps chained around her neck.
fetish The riding cropped thwacked into his open palm with a report that sounded like gunfire.
fetish "I'm going to untie you now," he said softly.
fetish "You will do exactly what I tell you."
fetish Any delay or refusal will result in swift and permanent discipline.
fetish You will not speak unless asked a direct question, and then the only permissible answer is "yes, master."
fetish "Do you understand?" "Yes master," Kimberly replied once the cummerbund was removed from her mouth.
fetish She could barely resist using her unmanacled hands to relieve the dull ache burning in her groin.
fetish C'mon, he's got to be kidding, she thought to herself.
fetish But she wasn't willing to risk finding out for sure.
fetish "Hold up your breasts to me."
fetish Kimberly reached under her globes and grabbed them tenderly.
fetish "Higher."
fetish Her still-sore nipples protested as she pushed upward.
fetish "Do you want me to suck them as hard as I can?" Lord, no.
fetish "Yes master."
fetish Oh.
fetish Christ.
fetish "Did you just try to push me away?" "N-n-no. I mean, yes, master."
fetish Michael frowned.
fetish "You've deliberately disobeyed me twice. "
fetish He sighed, then headed for the suitcase.
fetish Ten minutes and an acre of leather later, Kimberly recognized the seriousness of her situation.
fetish She had never seen a arm binder before, but it didn't take long for her to figure out its purpose once her arms were crushed together.
fetish Almost worse was the discipline helmet Michael was carefully lacing over her head after first removing the wig that hid her shorn red hair.
fetish The horrible headpiece was attached to a four-inch posture collar with special straps that connected to the binder.
fetish Kimberly inhaled the deep leather scent and shuddered.
fetish The tightly-zippered binder wrenched her shoulders and made her breasts jut straight out, while her eyes stared into a sea of black.
fetish "Open your mouth."
fetish She bit down on a wad of leather.
fetish Once her mouth was laced shut, Michael immediately turned his attention back to her aching nipples.
fetish Then her stomach.
fetish Her inner thighs.
fetish Her groin.
fetish "Spread your legs wider."
fetish Kimberly complied.
fetish Nothing happened.
fetish She relaxed, until the tip of the crop scored a direct hit.
fetish Kimberly instinctively brought her legs together.
fetish "Big mistake," Michael remarked as he went back to the suitcase.
fetish The iron bar had two padded leather cuffs bolted to its ends, which Michael padlocked around Kimberly's ankles.
fetish A second, shorter bar was soon between her thighs.
fetish Kimberly felt him attaching something to the end of the binder where her hands were encased.
fetish "Bend over."
fetish Her arms began rising toward the ceiling as Michael pulled the chain over the wooden beam and down toward her helmeted head.
fetish "Lift your head up."
fetish She heard the distinctive click of a padlock as the last link was attached to a ring on top of the helmet.
fetish Kimberly arched her back to compensate for the tension caused by the weight of her upstretched arms and head, but the spreaders made it difficult for her to keep balanced.
fetish Much of her trouble became academic when Michael added another length of chain between a metal loop under her chin and the middle of the ankle bar.
fetish Kimberly felt the breeze of the crop just before it landed across her buttocks.
fetish Red welts soon rose on her legs, back and breasts as well.
fetish "Now it's time for some more training. Do not move."
fetish Kimberly sucked in a huge gulp of air through her nose when Michael dropped the weight.
fetish It dangled a foot below the clamped nipple to which it was attached, swaying as it twisted and tugged its hapless prey.
fetish A second clamp soon joined its mate, and then a third found its way between Kimberly's pink folds.
fetish Any movement on her part soon sent the terrible threesome into action, a problem soon compounded by Michael's skillful deployment of a whirring vibrator all over her splayed body.
fetish She resolved to hold herself steady, but she couldn't control her shaking when the tip of the dildo connected with the pussy clip.
fetish After what seemed like hours of torment, Kimberly felt a monstrous spasm of relief crash through her loins.
fetish "I didn't give you permission to come."
fetish At this point, Kimberly didn't really care.
fetish To her surprise, Michael began unlacing her mouth, then removed the leather wad.
fetish "Do you want to consummate our marriage?" "Yes, master," she immediately replied.
fetish He didn't bother asking where.
fetish All three were available.
fetish When he had finally satiated himself, he slowly removed Kimberly's various bonds and torments until she stood before him naked and cowering.
fetish "The amount of freedom you enjoy will be in direct proportion to the amount of pleasure you bring me," Michael said.
fetish "However, it will be impossible for you to forget your true purpose in life."
fetish From the suitcase Michael withdrew a handful of leather straps with rings on them, and a bag of what appeared to be large thumbtacks.
fetish He kneeled at her feet and wrapped the first strap around her ankle.
fetish With a shiver, Kimberly realized what the tacks really were.
fetish Rivets.
fetish Michael worked his way up her legs, permanently securing straps just above her knees and around the fleshiest part of her thighs.
fetish Another trip to the suitcase produced a pair of opera pumps with a "T" strap that connected the front of the shoe to the strap around her ankle.
fetish Two more rivets, and Kimberly was tottering precariously on six-inch heels until her husband decided otherwise.
fetish After he cuffed her wrists and elbows, Michael circled her neck with a stiff posture collar.
fetish "Hold out your arms," he commanded.
fetish He slipped the rubber breast harness over her head and tugged it into position.
fetish It looked like a bra, but instead of cups, it featured two holes which were much too small for Kimberly's sizable bust.
fetish That didn't stop Michael from pulling them through so the rubber circled them against her ribs, causing them to bulge alarmingly.
fetish "Open your mouth."
fetish The ball tasted awful, but the rubber face harness smelled even worse as Michael pulled it over the top of her head and stretched it taut around her cheeks and chin.
fetish "Lift up your left foot now your right."
fetish Kimberly didn't dare look down, but it didn't take her long to figure out what she was stepping into.
fetish The black latex panties fit snugly, as did the two plugs and the special rubber hook that dug deep into the front of her crotch.
fetish "Lie down on your stomach and put your hands behind your back."
fetish The padlocks clicked in an unsettling fast tempo as Michael united the straps covering her arms and legs.
fetish Kimberly felt her ankles being pulled back, then attached to her wrists in a very strenuous hog-tie.
fetish She felt him attach something to her collar, but didn't dare look up until she heard him head for the bathroom.
fetish She was chained to the foot of the bed.
fetish Like a pet.
fetish "Good night, my wife."
fetish Michael clicked off the lights in the honeymoon suite and laughed.
fetish "Sleep tight."
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