Bondage Games And Bondage Slavery

Part 7

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The Bondage Game

Holly Manning was fuming. She had been suspecting for weeks that her husband's personal trainer, Aspen Rae, was getting a little too close to Zaman. The way Aspen would touch Zaman's muscles, the way she would whisper in his ear, the way she would gaze into his eyes... it all seemed too intimate, too personal.

One day, Holly decided she had had enough. She stormed into the living room, where Aspen was giving Zaman a private workout session. "What's going on here?" Holly demanded, her voice low and menacing.

Aspen, taken aback by Holly's sudden outburst, tried to laugh it off. "Oh, Holly, we're just doing some stretching exercises. Nothing to worry about."

But Holly was not having it. She strode over to Aspen, her eyes blazing with anger, and snatched the fitness instructor's toned body into a tightly-knotted rope. "You're not fooling anyone, Aspen," Holly hissed, as she gagged Aspen with duct tape.

Aspen struggled and squirmed on the couch, her sports bra and short shorts straining against the ropes. But Holly's bondage was expertly done, and Aspen couldn't break free.

Just as Holly was about to leave the room, triumphant, Aspen suddenly managed to loosen one of the ropes. The fitness instructor's eyes sparkled with determination as she quickly untangled herself from the rest of the ropes.

When Holly returned from calling her husband, she was shocked to find Aspen waiting for her, a sly grin spreading across her face. Aspen quickly turned the tables on Holly, binding her wrists and ankles with the same ropes that had held her captive just minutes before.

Holly was stunned, her olive-green dress rumpled and twisted as she struggled against the ropes. But Aspen was relentless, adding a waist-ankle tether to restrict Holly's movements even further.

Just as it seemed like Aspen had emerged victorious, Zaman walked into the room, a look of amusement on his face. "What's going on here?" he asked, chuckling.

Holly and Aspen glared at each other, their anger and resentment momentarily forgotten in the face of their shared predicament.

Zaman's eyes sparkled with mischief as he surveyed the scene before him. "Well, it looks like you two are playing some kind of bondage game," he said, his voice dripping with excitement.

Without waiting for a response, Zaman strode over to Holly and began to strip her down to her bra and panties. "You too, Aspen," he said, his eyes roving over the fitness instructor's toned body.

Aspen hesitated for a moment, but Zaman's commanding tone left her little choice. She stripped down to her thong panties, her eyes flashing with anger and embarrassment.

Zaman chuckled as he tied Holly up again, this time in a more elaborate bondage position. He then turned to Aspen and bound her wrists and ankles, seating her next to Holly on the couch.

The two women glared at each other, their tape-gags muffling their angry mutterings. But as they sat there, side by side, something strange happened. They began to murmur sympathetically to each other, their anger and resentment slowly giving way to a sense of solidarity.

Zaman sat between them, a look of satisfaction on his face. He kissed their tape-gags, one after the other, and then settled in to watch a sports game on TV.

As the hours ticked by, Holly and Aspen continued to squirm and struggle against their bonds. But they also continued to exchange sympathetic glances, their mutual anger and resentment slowly giving way to a sense of camaraderie.

Finally, Zaman removed their tape-gags, and the two women spoke in hushed tones, their voices laced with a newfound understanding. "We should have just talked to each other," Holly said, her voice soft with regret.

Aspen nodded in agreement. "Yeah, we let our jealousy and anger get the better of us."

Zaman chuckled, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "Well, at least you two are getting along now," he said, wrapping his arms around their shoulders.

As the three of them sat there, bound together in a strange and unexpected way, they couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of it all. The bondage game had brought them closer together, in a way they never could have anticipated.