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Night in with Madam Bridget - Dominating Dina
The doorbell rang and Natalia strode over to answer. Many years had passed since her friend Madam Bridget had been here and a long awaited reunion was finally taking place.
Natalia was an attractive lady with a glamorous taste in blouses, pencil skirts and heels. Hair and makeup was always immaculate and her busty figure was the epitome of feminine power. In honour of her guest, she today opted for silk and leather…..a favourite style of Madam Bridget.
Bridget was a little older than Natalia, a tall, serious woman with shorter, slightly greying hair. Her dark green eyes gave the look of authority, an expression further enhanced by her stern glasses. Comparisons to a headmistress were more than accurate, and it was such a look that greeted Natalia.
Both ladies had dressed virtually identically. Leather pencil skirts, silk blouses, waspie corsets, and gleaming high heels. Bridget was wearing a leather trench coat over the top and long leather gloves.
They embraced warmly and Bridget regarded Natalia with a soft fondness. Despite the time that had passed since they last met, regular calls, messages and pictures were exchanged. Their shared love of domination underpinned a strong friendship. Natalia was the harsh and glacial Russian, and Bridget could be a fiery, cruel Scot……they were a formidable combination.
“Welcome my dear Bridget. It’s been too long.”
Natalia spun her guest around and helped remove her coat. Bridget smiled, her eyes glittering with intensity as she grabbed Natalia tightly and drew in for a lingering kiss. Natalia looked a little shocked by such a gesture, but Bridget had never hidden her occasional proclivities towards other women….especially ones of a similar outlook.
“You look stunning, Natalia. If anything, you’re looking younger every time I see you. I have some gifts you may like, but of course, the one thing I’m looking forward to seeing the most is your dear child. I assume she’s here?”
Natalia nodded. It had been a little while since the new lifestyle had been introduced, but mother and child were now extremely happy with life. Natalia led Bridget through the house to the quiet back room.
Bridget gasped in appreciation as she saw the sight on the couch. Dear Dina was a troublesome child and caused Natalia many problems growing up. The transformation from rebellious young male to sweet and submissive sissy was a thing of beauty. The Madam had seen plenty of pictures of course, but in real life? This was magnificent.
“What a wonderful job you’ve done, Natalia. She’s perfect. A gorgeous, big-titted slut. Just what I was looking for during my little holiday.”
Bridget moved closer and Dina’s ample, gagged mouth could only whimper a faint moan. Several pairs of panties had been jammed to capacity and sealed to perfection with the transparent tape. Her wide eyes glistened under the strain of such a gag, as well as the yards of white rope tightly binding her long, lean legs and torso. An armbinder and thick steel collar completed the bondage as Bridget leaned forward to deliver the softest of kisses on the gag.
“She’s inherited your busom too I see.”
Natalia strutted over and mauled the gigantic udders, cooing in her native language…..Bridget joined in and both women were groping poor Dina’s false tits, with hands wandering around to her tight ass. The thick pantyhose was pulled over Dina’s white panties and Bridget placed her hands on the crotch. The hardness underneath was the unmistakable feel of a chastity cage. Of course, the key currently was dangling from Natalia’s anklet.
Bridget carried on helping herself as Dina quietly squirmed under the lady’s strong grip. Natalia sat, watching with pride as her friend was very much enjoying the fruits of her labour. Bridget asked Natalia to bring one of the gift boxes in…..a very special accessory was going to be given to young Dina. The poor little sweetie’s eyes widened even further once the package was opened.
A gleaming butt plug was held up close to Dina’s face as Bridget rubbed the tip of the toy against the girl’s massively gagged mouth.
“Has she been plugged before, Natalia?”
The mother shook her head, there was a plan to introduce anal play if needed, but Dina’s behaviour had improved, without the threat of further punishment. Bridget looked a little disappointed and noted that it wasn’t necessarily a punishment, more a new way of exercising control and in the long run, getting even more obedience. She turned to Dina, the eyes flickering with mischief…..
“We’re going to assume that caged clitty of yours won’t be required for fun. Although, I would be curious to see exactly what you had in there…….but the house rules are clear. So, we will have to think of other ways to give you some deserved treats.”
Dina didn’t like the sound of that, but she was soon lying face down as the pantyhose was yanked past her buttocks, with the panties to follow. She squealed and grunted as the newly lubed plug was gently inserted. Natalia stroked poor Dina’s face as the toy now filled her hole entirely. When the vibrating started, she yelped as the plug began to throb, slowly and rhythmically. With her panties and nylons pulled back up, Bridget and Natalia began to settle down on the couch to reacquaint themselves.
The women kissed and hands ran over each other’s sensual outfits. The creak of leather, the swish of silk and nylons. Bridget slipped her heels off and started to press her manicured feet into Dina’s cage. Mother Natalia joined in, this time her nylon clad feet were in the poor sissy girl’s face. Inhaling the scent of worn nylon and having the soft feet gyrating against a very desperate clitty and Dina drifted into shameful sub space.
The initial discomfort of the plug had now started to feel altogether more pleasant. The prostate stimulation was otherworldly and Dina was feeling a surging sensation that she couldn’t describe, even if the gargantuan gag wasn’t on. As her pitiful moans began to get louder, the women taunted our big titted slut. Being brought off in such a fashion was the only way Dina was going to cum ever again. Bridget’s foot was now a little wet, as the dribbling orgasm seeped from the cage, right through cotton and nylon.
Dina couldn’t stop from cumming as mother leaned forward and groped the pendulous chest, gripping her gagged face and ordering a muzzled statement of gratitude. Dina managed a gagged thank you to both Mummy Natalia and ‘Aunt’ Bridget before slumping in exhaustion. Natalia pushed her foot back under Dina’s nose as Bridget now began to bring mother off with a desperate finger fuck. Mother began to passionately speak in Russian as she was getting close to cumming herself.
Dina watched as the women enjoyed themselves, and with more embarrassment, the plug was starting its work again. Dina couldn’t believe that another anal orgasm was happening so soon. Sure enough, she came again and this time she pleaded for mercy to stop the intrusive stimulation.
It was apparent that our sweet innocent had now discovered more grubby kinks and in the days that followed, Dina would be subjected to more ass play. Bridget’s gifts extended to more items of domination and indeed, the intimidating dark destroyer strapon would be a common feature of Dina’s ongoing adventures.
She was permitted to stay in mother’s room as usual, except that Bridget had taken her place in the master bed. Dina was often tucked up on the couch at the foot of the bed, her nylon fetish fully developed. The huge tits had been cast aside for the moment as the full encasement would be her bedtime attire. The thick layers of worn denier would provide a snug, restrictive cocoon for her. Bridget’s panties now joined Natalia’s in Dina’s monstrous gag underneath.
The sound of the ladies lovemaking did keep young Dina awake and on the brink of more sexual arousal.
It was just a shame that the nylon was so thick. But at least her hearing was good.
@dinabound
Layered Big-Titted Doll
From early morning, I saw the "suit of the day" by my bed.
It was: my mother's office heels, shiny bronze pantyhose, my mother's familiar thong, a bra and shapewear (which started it all and which I stole from my mother before she even knew about me). A tight petticoat and something new - also similar to Rago lingerie - shapewear shorts that had padding on the hips and butt.
Mom stood nearby. She was dressed for work: high heels, black tights, a tight black skirt, and a satin blouse. Looking at her, I knew deep down that I didn't have a chance to resist such feminine energy in the house.
"You have half an hour to shower and put this all on—otherwise you'll regret it." I knew she wasn't bluffing and could be cruel and considering how she was dressed, she was most likely in a hurry, so I accepted her order.
After getting out of the shower, I started getting dressed, feeling the tightness increase with each item I put on. Mom's bra held my large, heavy breasts, and Mom's thong greedily dug into my ass beneath the nylon. The shapewear squeezed my body, and these new shorts gave my hips and butt a visual and actual increase in size. The petticoat hugged my new curves, and when I put on Mom's office heels, I realized my ass really did look bigger.
Mom walked into the room, holding an armbinder, a blue hood, a collar, a zip-lock bag with shackles, and a bag full of panties.
"Okay” - she said, grabbing me, and the next moment, the armbinder was tightly cinched around my arms and shoulders, making my tits stick out even more and my arms go numb. My legs were cuffed, and I was pushed onto the couch—I knew what would happen next—makeup. Once she was done, she began mercilessly stuffing pairs of panties into my mouth, one after another. This time, there were six before I started choking and she stopped. My cheeks bulged like a hamster's. The creaking of tape diluted the moaning sounds in the room as she wrapped them around my mouth. When she finished, she put this tight blue latex hood on my head, and then a wide metal collar on my neck, which was immediately locked with a padlock at the back.
No matter how many times this happened, I was still frightened by the skill and desire with which she did it. I see a sparkle in her eyes, some kind of dark pleasure, and I haven't felt any awkwardness in her doing this to me for a long time now. It's truly frightening, because I still feel awkward sometimes.
"Alright, we're done, Big Tits, let's go to the other room.” - she lifted me up and I started walking clumsy, my tits bouncy in her lace bra and the chains on my legs clinking. "Move that fat ass of yours, slut, it's really fat now!" - With a wicked grin, she slapped my ass and pushed me out of the room.
As I walked down the hallway, I saw people passing by through the window—on errands, to work, to visit friends and family—and I felt a little sad because I was deprived of that. Instead, my perverted mother, having learned of my perverted behavior, was leading me down the hallway, pushing me forward while her lingerie dug into my body. I instinctively stopped, looking out the window, for which I immediately received another painful slap on the butt.
"Oh, you'll still have time to stand by the window, slut, now go ahead!"
She led me to the room, and when I entered, I saw a huge numbers of bras on the bed, even more shapewear (thongs, bodysuits, garter belts), a corset, and stockings. I let out a muffled moan into my gag and backed away, but Mom pushed me onto the couch, and I fell onto it all.
"You know, I've been studying everything about you in detail, everything you've written on your page, your thoughts, everything you've done. This has dispelled my last doubts about you; you really are just doll material, which I essentially created. I'm intrigued by your attempts at layering lingerie—let's try this for real, when you're really packed in and can't free yourself, and we'll see what happens."
"Hmm, the shackles will have to be removed, as well as the heels, until we completely pack you up, don't even dare squirm!"
She began to put shapewear on me, layer after layer. Knee-length shapewear pantaloons, a matching corset bra of the same color, two bodysuits, one of which had garters—the stockings were immediately put on and fastened. Then a shapewear thong on top, and then another shapewear corset with garters; this corset was black and pink—that's why the stockings were black. The last part of this package was a tight black corset, which she mercilessly tightened on me. I felt an insane pressure and my breathing was heavy, she noticed it.
"Oh, what is it? Now this is all for real, Big Tits!" - she said, shackling my legs again and putting on heels.
I squirmed slightly and tried to catch my breath, but she continued. "Now, bras, I think six will be enough for you, one bra from each girl!" She began putting on bra after bra, unbuckling the straps so she wouldn't have to take off my armbinder and then fastening the straps back on me.
"Moan, slut, you should be glad, every one of these bras has been on other girls' tits! Even without these layers, the bra you were wearing used to support my tits, and the thong used to dig into my ass, isn't that what you wanted all along?"
I groaned in shame and tightness and squirmed, earning her a sneer.
“It’s too late, you stupid slut, you’re completely packed. Do you know what’s worst for you? Now I’m going to take photos, which you’ll then post on your page, because no matter how tight, humiliating, and difficult it is, you’ll still talk about it, simply because you’re used to doing it. And oh God, how I’ll enjoy reading the comments later, if there are any. After the photos, I’ll be gone for the whole day, so you’ll really feel the full tightness of these layers. Suck on your juicy, thick gag, shake your layered, huge, heavy tits, because you’re simply a fetish toy and I won’t let you go. You should be grateful that I’m taking care of you while your Mistress often has to leave on business. Now enjoy, you packed, stupid slut!”
God, that was incredibly long and difficult..
Nice play
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