: JG Leathers
: Voluntary Prisoner
: Pink Flamingo Media
: 9781945648328
: 1
: CHF 4.80
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: Erzählende Literatur
: English
: 123
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Happily married, Alaric and Morgana purchase a remote horse ranch in order for Alaric to immerse himself in his kinky pursuits - cross-dressing, chastity devices, rubber bondage, breath restriction and suspension. While Morgana has no interest in his kinky fascinations, she leaves her husband free to pursue them. Months later, while she's away visiting friends, Alaric arranges for a total self-bondage experience from which he'll be unable to escape. He enlists the help of his Mistress friend to release him later that day after some thrilling torment. An ingenious computer controls every facet of the bondage. He's partially-gagged within a locked-on gas mask and helmet, denied of sight and sound. He has no idea of what is to come, or for how long he'll be compelled to endure the torment. He knows only that he'll be milked both as a female and a male, while many other nasty surprises await! What he also doesn't know is that his Mistress friend has been working with his wife to create this exact situation, and he's unwittingly fallen into their trap! Now his fate lies in the hands of a once lovely wife who's turned into the cruelest of Mistresses. Will he be kept forever in this punitive chastity ensemble? She alone holds the answer.

Chapter One

The Day, The Equipment& The Place

My wife, Morgana, and soon to become Owner, and I (Alaric) were in our mid-30’s and had been happily married for 10 years, during which time we’d been pretty successful in our careers and financial arrangements. We had a nice home in one of the smaller communities in the Lower Mainland of BC, travelled when we felt the urge, and generally enjoyed life. Neither of us wanted the encumbrance of children or pets and so enjoyed a carefree life with both vanilla and kink friends. Actually, at first I was the confirmed bent person in our relationship and although my Owner was kink-friendly, until this point she’d not really been a willing participant and had just said that I was to go off and enjoy myself with other kinks when the chance arose, with the only proviso being that extra-marital sex was a deal breaker. She was also aware of my desires to play very strict games of self-B&D, and to dress in women’s clothing (we both had separate wardrobes, but I had a male and much larger one of female clothes), but said little about it other than to remark with a laugh to our kink friends that I had a bigger and better selection of women’s clothes than she did.

Physically, we were both in good shape and although not your fashion versions of beauty and handsomeness, we made a good-looking couple. My Owner is 1.65 metres tall and a beautifully proportioned 50 kg and a little shorter at 1.55 metres, slim and weighed in at 60 kg, although I was beginning to get a bit of a beer gut. Even so, when I dressed in my TV clothing, got the make-up on right and used the tight foundation garments that were needed, I could ‘pass’ most of the time. I liked corsets and with the ones I had, could create a decidedly feminine waist profile.

Over the years, as with most married folks, our times of sexual escapades grew fewer and fewer and we had fallen into a casual and comfortable rut. When it happened it was great, but not with the same passion and exuberance of when we’d first started and so as things moved along and being a normal male, my sexual desires were transmuted into the kink side of my life and I indulged in my fantasies more and more frequently. Self-bondage became both a passion and a challenge, and this experience, when combined with strong e-stim, vacuum, suspension, total rubber enclosure and almost but not quite inescapable restraints became something that I began to experiment with on a more frequent basis.

To set the scene properly, I should explain that my Owner and I had purchased a small ranch and horse training facility, about 160 km from our home, nearly in the mountains, on the north side of the Fraser Valley. We’d to decided to stay there for the six Summer months to just enjoy the peace and too, so that I could pursue some of my decidedlynot mainstream hobbies in privacy. With no livestock to have to take care of and, being removed from the nearest neighbours by some 10 km of country road, it was very quiet indeed. We made use of all the facilities, including a huge indoor arena, which was where a large part of the following story takes place. The house itself was large, very modern and came with all the conveniences, including excellent, satellite internet and Wi-Fi, so we could easily stay in touch with friends and the rest of the world. One of the nice features also, was that the previous owners had installed a large, industrial strength diesel/electric emergency generator system with huge tanks of fuel that could keep us going for over month, if need be. Too, and most attracti