BDSM Institute

Scenes - Scene 02

Forced breasts

BDSM scene by Magnuz Binder.

I nudge the sturdy, black cable tie in on your right breast, as close to the base of the breast as possible, before tightening it with little tugs producing ratcheting sounds. Soon, your breast starts to swell and the color of it deepen from the restriction. Your left breast follows, producing the second of two twin balloons, with the cable ties biting into the taut skin at their connection to your chest.

After that, I bring out the 4 cm wide, black electrical tape, fitting it onto your right breast so that its inner edge follows the outer edge of the cable tie as I wrap it very tight, two full turns, making what is still seen of your breast bulge like a purple onion dome on top of a gleaming black tower. Again, your left breast follows, shaping two almost identical minarets on your chest.

I finish the tying of your breasts with another cable tie at the outer edge of the band of tape on each, but not before closing a smaller cable tie around each of the new ties, producing an eyelet on top of each of your breasts. The pressure in your breasts increases with every tightening tug I apply to the two new plastic wraps embracing them.

When I'm satisfied with the tightness of the tie and your breasts are in agony, I loop a cord through each of the plastic eyelets and up to the hook above your head. I tighten the cords until you're up on your toes to relieve the strain on your breasts before tying them off. Teasingly, I cup your two swollen orbs, fondling them softly and teasing your now extremely sensitive nipples with my finger tips.

The final cable tie remain in my hand, as I start flicking your perk nipples with it, alternating between them and sending my other hand down to cup your vulva. Three fingers invade your vagina, fucking you deep and fast, rubbing across that sweet spot on your front vaginal wall, while my palm keeps rubbing your labia, petals and clit.

You cum fast, your legs folding, but the pain from the increased strain on your breast forces you to focus and straighten. I give you no relief or release however, but keep finger-fucking you and flick your nipples, and you cum again and again, dancing like a marionette on the strings to your breasts, shrieking behind your gag and tearing at the restraints on your limbs. Your eyes plead and some of the sounds behind your gag sound pleading as well, but I just smile inwards and keep your body going, making it betray you again and again and again.