Sensuality And Bondage

Story 18

Zaman had always been fascinated by the art of rope bondage. He loved the way the ropes could be twisted and turned to create intricate patterns around the body. And now, as he stood in his dimly lit living room, he was busy initiating his two newest disciples - Saba and Mehrunisa into this world.He had spent weeks preparing for this moment, carefully selecting the perfect ropes and planning out the perfect binds. And as the two women lay on the floor before him, their limbs entwined with his ropes, Zaman couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. He had done a good job.But as he looked up, he caught sight of Kalyani and Aishwarya, his two wives, standing in the doorway. And from the looks on their faces, he knew he was in trouble."What is going on here?" Kalyani demanded, her voice sharp.Zaman tried to explain, but Aishwarya cut him off. "We've had enough of your addiction to this... this... bondage stuff," she spat. "It's time you learned your lesson."Before he could react, Kalyani and Aishwarya pounced, pulling out their own ropes and swiftly binding Zaman's arms and legs. As he struggled against the ropes, they sealed his lips with duct tape, a cruel smirk on their faces."You like bondage so much, do you?" Kalyani taunted. "Let's see how you like it when the tables are turned."And with that, they left him there, bound and helpless on the living room floor. Zaman could only watch as they walked away, his mind racing with fear and confusion.For the first time in his life, he realized how dangerous his addiction had become. And as he lay there, struggling against his ropes, he knew that he needed to find a way to overcome it - before it was too late.