Bondage Games And Bondage Slavery

Part 3

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The Bondage Game

Holly Manning stormed into the living room, her eyes blazing with anger. She had been suspecting for weeks that her husband, Zaman, was getting too close to his fitness instructor, Aspen Rae. The way Aspen would touch Zaman's muscles to correct his form, the way she would giggle at his jokes, the way she would linger a little too long after their workouts... it all added up to one thing in Holly's mind: Aspen was flirting with her husband.

And now, as she walked into the living room, she saw Aspen sitting on the couch, her toned body relaxed in a sports bra and short shorts, her running shoes kicked off to the side. Holly's anger boiled over.

"You think you're so innocent, don't you?" Holly spat, her hands on her hips. "Giving my husband 'personal' workouts, huh? I know what's going on here."

Aspen looked up, a surprised expression on her face. "Holly, what are you talking about? I'm just trying to help Zaman get in shape."

But Holly wasn't having it. She strode over to Aspen, her eyes flashing with anger. "Don't lie to me, Aspen. I know what you're doing. And you're going to pay for it."

With a swift motion, Holly grabbed a length of rope from behind the couch and snared Aspen's arms and legs, binding her tightly. Aspen struggled and kicked, but Holly was too strong. She gagged Aspen with duct tape, silencing her protests.

Aspen writhed on the couch, her eyes furious above the gag. But Holly just smiled, a cold, triumphant smile. "You're not so innocent now, are you?"

But Aspen was not one to give up easily. She struggled and contorted, using all her strength to try and loosen the ropes. And to Holly's surprise, she finally managed to free herself.

Aspen leapt off the couch, her eyes blazing with anger. "You think you can tie me up and get away with it?" she spat, her voice low and menacing.

Holly took a step back, her eyes widening in surprise. She hadn't expected Aspen to escape so quickly. But before she could react, Aspen had grabbed the rope and turned the tables on her.

With a few swift motions, Aspen had Holly bound and gagged, sitting on the dining room floor. Holly twisted and struggled, but Aspen's knots were too tight.

Just then, Zaman walked into the room, a look of surprise on his face. "What's going on here?" he asked, his eyes taking in the scene before him.

Aspen and Holly both looked up at him, their eyes pleading. But Zaman just chuckled. "Looks like you two are playing some kind of bondage game, huh?"

Holly's eyes flashed with anger, but Aspen just shrugged. "I guess we were," she said, her voice muffled by the gag.

Zaman grinned. "Well, in that case, I think I'll join in on the fun."

He walked over to Holly and gently asked her to strip down to her bra and panties. Holly's eyes widened in shock, but Aspen just looked on sympathetically. Then Zaman asked Aspen to do the same, and she complied, her bare breasts and thong panties making Holly's eyes pop in surprise.

As they sat there, bound and gagged, Zaman tied them up even more securely, adding a waist-ankle tether to each of them. Then he sat down between them, a look of amusement on his face.

"You two look so cute like that," he said, leaning over to kiss their tape-gags. "I think I'll just sit here and watch some sports while you two... bond."

Aspen and Holly looked at each other, their anger and resentment melting away. They were enemies no more, bound together by their shared experience. And as they sat there, hogtied and helpless, they couldn't help but feel a strange sense of connection.