The Bondage Fiction Collection

A Rose Prisoner's Confession

Title: A Rose Prisoner's Confession
Fandom/X-Over: Black Clover
Character(s)/Pairing: Asta x Mimosa Vermillion
Bondage Level: Light-Medium
Equipment Used: Handcuffs, leg irons, ballgag, Prison jumpsuit
Extra Actions: Groping, spanking, blowjob
Sex type: Anal
Sex Position: Perpendicular

As Asta gets Mimosa ready for her imprisonment, she begins to confess to the false charges. But a last minute thought in her mind changes that which leads to a loving relationship with the black bull.

Things were hazy for the young Mimosa Vermillion. She was naked as a newborn baby, her large D-cup sized breasts heaving as she breathed while sweat covered her entire body, while her long wavy auburn hair was a wild mess while her yellow eyes were half-closed from exhaustion.

Her memory had just caught up on the events that led to her situation as she was naked inside the large carriage that took her to her final destination.

She remembered everything.

One minute she was looking for ways to help improve her magic, the next she ends up finding one of the couriers she was assigned to protect dead from poisoning. To make matters worse, the murder weapon was in her room and she was promptly arrested for murder.

The trial didn't go in her favour and she was pronounced guilty.

The worst part was that slimeball Salim gloated to her that he had framed her as revenge against Yuno! How petty was that asshole?!

Luckily, fate had been kind to her as Asta and Yami came in to rescue her, letting Asta have first claims to her bubbly ass.

Now here she was. Naked and about to have the final preparations made to her for the sentence. If there was one thing she was happy about, it was the fact that Asta was going to be her master and not Salim.

She would've actually committed murder if she was sold to that slimeball.

And now we reach the present.

Naked and now escorted to the Black Bull's hideout, about to get dressed for her new life as a prisoner and a breeding slave.

Asta's new breeding slave. Mimosa's heart fluttered just thinking about it, the gooey creampie in her asshole still warm after such a long trip, her buttcheeks still smarting with light teasing pain from when he'd spanked her like a disrespectful schoolgirl in front of that crowd. How could a fate that had seemed like such a nightmare with Salim be turned into such a heavenly fantasy?

She did not know, but she felt she should have known better by now than to question it when Asta did the impossible.

A neatly folded orange leather outfit was dropped beside her on the bench, a pair of black thigh-high high heel boots on the floor of the carriage. Naked save for her black leather slave collar, Mimosa looked up to find Asta imperiously looking down on her, his glorious muscular arms folded over his perfectly sculpted chest. He'd never looked so... authoritative.

"Get dressed, inmate," he commanded.

Mimosa bashfully blushed, having never had a man watching her as she dressed herself, but Asta's frown when she hesitated reminded the noblewoman that she hardly had a choice. She was no longer an aristocrat or a magic knight. She was a convicted criminal and murderer, and Asta was her warden.

The princess stood up and unfolded her new garment, recognizing it as an anti-magic jumpsuit meant to further suppress her powers even after her grimoire had been burned right in front of her when she'd been convicted. Mimosa stepped into the skintight prison uniform, zipping up the orange leather catsuit over her smooth bulging breasts. She then grabbed each of her new boots and one by one stepped into both of them, the glossy black leather hugging her muscularly toned calves tight as the high heels threw off her balance too much to ever attempt to run away from her incarceration.