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The Bondage Club is an online bondage site that promises to fulfill Cindy’s most secret desires with real-life scenarios. She fills out the questionnaire for fun, thinking she won’t really send it in. When it accidentally gets sent and her fantasyMoreThe Bondage Club is an online bondage site that promises to fulfill Cindy’s most secret desires with real-life scenarios. She fills out the questionnaire for fun, thinking she won’t really send it in. When it accidentally gets sent and her fantasy begins, she wonders if she really wants to be kidnapped and punished as much as she fantasizes about it. Can Cindy give up control to a total stranger and release her inhibitions? Can she stop this stranger from binding and punishing her? Does she even want to?Adults only. Caution: this story contains explicit bondage, spanking, BDSM and orgasms. Approximately 3300 words.Excerpt:“Are you ready to begin your fantasy?” the voice spoke softly into her ear.She didn’t know whether she was ready or not, but she had waited forever for it. Tried to interest boyfriends in it. Fantasized about it. She had caught her breath after the initial scare but her breathing was becoming heavier and uneven for a different reason now. The bulging forearm muscle close around her neck, the strong controlling presence behind her mixed with the direct order he had given her, and a feeling of helplessness caused shivers of anticipation to ripple up and down her spine. She was starting to feel flushed and very warm.Coming to a decision, she swallowed and whispered “Yes, I’m ready.”“Good. Ever since reading your questionnaire I’ve been looking forward to punishing you. I’ve been looking for someone like you for a long time. I will take you to the edge of bliss, uniting pleasure with pain. My control is your release. From now on, you will only speak when spoken to. If I allow you to speak, you will address me as “sir.”“I understand,” Cindy said.Immediately, the arm released her neck and a hand grabbed a huge handful of hair on the back of her head, pushing her forward. Stumbling, she put her hands against the wall to steady herself. As she did, she felt a streak of fire come alive on her ass.Cindy had never felt anything like that in her life! Stunned at the pain and surprise of something hitting her ass, she twisted around in shock toward the man behind her. “How dare you . . . .” Her indignation was brought up short and her sentence cut off as the hand in her hair whipped her head back suddenly.The voice whispered as softly as before. “That gentle caress on your fine ass was for not following my directions. Now, once again, if you are allowed to speak you will address me as “sir.”“Yes, sir,” Cindy whispered hoarsely.