Your bdsmlr blog

“**** do you have a bdsmlr account?” She asked

You nodded

“And are you in fact username femdomslave725?” She asked rhetorically

You nod yes as your heart sinks.

There’s so much depraved shit on there you thought. What is she going to do to me.

“Have you ever posted about me?” She asked

Your eyes grew wide and you panicked.

You nodded yes and tears began to creep from your eyes as you thought about your posted pictures and captions.

“Did you post this last week?” She said as she held up the screen. It was a gif of three women strapon fucking a man.

You nodded

“And this one? Did you masturbate as you reblogged this? “ she asked mockingly, showing you a picture of a woman pissing in a slaves mouth.

You nodded again.

“I thought this was on your no no list? Huh you fucking pervert? You wrote a little story for this one, girls, he wrote about a woman waterboarding him with piss.” She shouted. They all laughed.

“But this one, this story is for me isn’t it?” She said as she showed you an obeymelanie clip you had posted. It was strokes of the cock in strict bondage followed by slaps of the crop to the balls.

“From your caption, ‘I wish my mistress would tie me up like this, unable to move an inch, balls tied so tight in place and edge me for hours. Stopping only to fuck my mouth and ass with her strapon. Edge, beat, fuck over and over.’ She read loudly.”

“But the real jewel,” she said to Ashley and Nicole, “was the choose your own adventure story you wrote.” She said

Your heart sank, it was over. You were bound, gagged, and they had a list of sick and sadistic activities you had written about in fantasy.