Discover the Thrilling World of Threesomes, Bondage, and BDSM in The Simple Life

Explore the world of threesomes, bondage, and BDSM in a true sex story about first-time experiences

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Discover the Thrilling World of Threesomes, Bondage, and BDSM in The Simple Life Welcome back to the Simple Life, the true story of my first threesome, and the good part. I’ll say it again, this story involves sex with two bisexual girls, and will include bondage, domination and submission. If this is not your kind of thing, don’t read any farther. Otherwise, enjoy! The Simple Life Chapter 1: The Belt Part 2 Alright, let’s get this started! I think to myself. “That’s a good girl,” I say to Maddie as I throw a leather collar at her. “Now get in there, strip, and put that on. Now.” The punk hurried to obey my orders. I smiled to myself. To recap, my undefined relationship with an old flame, Rowan, had culminated in a hotel room threesome with her steaming hot friend, Maddie. Rowan was now bound, hand and foot, to the bed, blindfolded and under orders to remain quiet and still, while I had just briefly showed Maddie who’s in charge and got her to submit to me. Maddie got off her knees and hurried past me, pausing for a moment when she saw Rowan’s bound form. Licking her lips, she hurriedly shucked her clothes to the side, sliding the fur lined leather collar around her neck and sliding to her knees. I hadn’t commanded the last part. I liked her already. I took the moment to look at her naked form. She had decent tits, though they couldn’t compare to Rowan’s. To my untrained but experienced eye, they looked to be about a B cup. The rest of her body was slim, if not toned, in the way punk girls somehow manage. Her multi-colored hair fell to her shoulders. She looked up at me with big eyes, shadow and make up serving to emphasize them, and asked in a soft voice, “What’s wrong with Rowan? Um, Master.” She added the last at a glare from me. “Don’t worry about her. The main course is for later. For now, take care of my clothing.” The girl moved quickly to comply, sliding my shirt up and taking it off, with some help, due to my height. She then slid down, her hands and eyes both taking in my athletic, though not quite slim, figure, as she made her way back to her knees. The buckle of her collar shining, she first undid and slid off my belt, before unbuttoning my pants and sliding down the fly with exaggerated care. …but everything was about to change

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