Bondage Games And Bondage Slavery

Part 17

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The Bondage Game

Holly Manning was convinced that her husband Zaman was getting more than just a workout from fitness instructor Aspen Rae. She had seen the way Aspen looked at Zaman, the way she touched his muscles, and the way she laughed at his jokes. Holly was furious, and she knew exactly how to take matters into her own hands.

Aspen arrived at the Manning's house, ready to give Zaman his usual session. But as soon as Zaman left the room, Holly pounced. She grabbed Aspen and quickly tied her up with tightly-knotted rope, gagging her with duct tape.

"You think you can just flirt with my husband and get away with it?" Holly hissed, her eyes blazing with anger.

Aspen struggled against the ropes, but they were too tight. She writhed on the couch, her sports bra and short shorts clinging to her toned body. Holly watched her with a satisfied smile, feeling a sense of power and control.

But Aspen was not one to give up easily. She twisted and turned, using all her strength to try and loosen the ropes. And finally, after what seemed like an eternity, she managed to free herself.

Aspen quickly turned the tables on Holly, using the same ropes to tie her up. She gagged Holly with duct tape, a triumphant smile on her face.

"You shouldn't have underestimated me," Aspen said, her voice dripping with satisfaction.

Holly struggled against the ropes, but they were too tight. She was helpless, and she knew it.

Just then, Zaman walked into the room, a look of surprise on his face. "What's going on here?" he asked, taking in the sight of his wife and personal trainer, both tied up and gagged.

Aspen and Holly glared at each other, but before either of them could say a word, Zaman spoke up. "I think I know exactly what's going on here," he said, a mischievous glint in his eye. "You two are just playing a little bondage game, aren't you?"

Holly and Aspen looked at each other, both of them shocked. How did Zaman know? And why was he so calm about it?

Zaman walked over to Holly and began to untie her. "Let's take this to the next level," he said, his voice low and husky.

Holly's eyes widened as Zaman tied her up again, this time in her bra and panties. Aspen was shocked too, as Zaman asked her to strip and tied her up in her thong panties alone.

The two women looked at each other, both of them feeling a sense of unease. What was Zaman planning?

But as they sat on the couch, side by side, they began to murmur sympathetically to each other through their tape gags. They were no longer enemies, but rather two women who had been caught up in a strange and unexpected game.

Zaman sat between them, a look of satisfaction on his face. He kissed their tape gags, then sat back to watch sports, his arms around their shoulders.

As the night wore on, Zaman removed their tape gags, and the two women spoke up, their voices laced with laughter. "We should tie you up and gag you," Holly said, a mischievous glint in her eye.

Aspen nodded in agreement. "Yes, it's only fair," she said, a smile spreading across her face.

But Zaman just chuckled and reapplied the tape gags. "Not tonight, my dears," he said, his voice low and husky. "Tonight, I'm in control."

As the night fell, Zaman went to the kitchen and brought out dinner, sitting between his two bound and gagged companions. He talked to them while eating, his voice low and soothing.

Holly and Aspen glared at him, but deep down, they were both enjoying the game. They had never felt so alive, so free.

And as they sat there, trapped and helpless, they knew that they would never forget this night, this strange and unexpected bondage game.