The twinkle in her eye when she spoke of her Den and the female bondage that happened there, she had my cunt dripping wet. I wanted to see it. Play in it. I closed my eyes and imagined how it must smell in the dank and damp depths of depravity.
When she offered to take me there I almost came with the excitement that comes from female bondage and the power it gives.
On the drive there I asked her if she had subjects there for our female bondage play. Her twisted smile told me that she did and I felt my cunt twitch again with excitement.
Walking down the steps toward the darkness, it smelled and felt just like I thought it would. I could feel my nipples getting harder with each step I took.
As my eyes adjusted to the light and I looked around, we were totally alone.
Before I knew what she was doing, she grabbed my hand and pulled me to her. Pressing her body against mine she kissed me hard as she lifted my arm.
I felt the cold of the steel and heard the snap of the lock. I tried to pull away but I was locked in her embrace as she secured my other wrist.
She pulled away and smiled. I was about to experience the other side of bondage. I knew it would leave me with a hot squirting pussy before it even started.