A bit of malesub for <span class="username-with-symbol u"><a class="u regular username" href="https://www.deviantart.com/takemydreams">takemydreams</a><span class="user-symbol regular" data-quicktip-text="" data-show-tooltip="" data-gruser-type="regular"></span></span> and <span class="username-with-symbol u"><a class="u regular username" href="https://www.deviantart.com/bondagelover2">bondagelover2</a><span class="user-symbol regular" data-quicktip-text="" data-show-tooltip="" data-gruser-type="regular"></span></span>&nbsp;<br /><br />Part one;&nbsp;<span class="shadow-holder" data-embed-type="deviation" data-embed-id="758848964" data-embed-format="thumb"><span class="shadow mild" ><a href="https://www.deviantart.com/jdlong/art/Sofi-s-Self-Bondage-758848964" data-sigil="thumb" class="thumb ismature lit" onmouseover="if (window.LitBox) LitBox.hover(this, true)" onmouseout="if (window.LitBox) LitBox.out(this)"><i></i><img class="lit" src="https://a.deviantart.net/littags/g/n/o/jdlong.png?3"><span class="wrap" style="width: 150px"><q>
        <strong>Sofi&#039;s Self Bondage</strong><b>Okay so before you start reading... I've had complaints in the past that I've not put warnings at the start... So, without giving the plot away... The following contains aspects of death and bereavement and dealing with cancer as well as sexual themes including bondage, latex fetish, gags, sex toys sensory deprivation and sexual relationships with big age differences. So if you don't like the sound of that stop now. Otherwise I hope you like the following.<br />There may be a sequel, though I'm not sure yet. Will probably depend on the feed back I get on this. Enjoy...</b><br />Sofi Turner shuddered into climax. A brief moment of ecstasy that washed over her and left her feeling&#8230; How did she feel? Unburdened? Free? Something like that. In fact now that she had taken the first step&#8230;<br />It had been a shitty month in a particularly shitty year. Sex had been the last thing she had thought of or even needed for quite some time. So rubbing one off, to a porn story on the net, seemed a sign</q></span></a></span><!-- ^TTT --><!-- TTT$ --></span>&nbsp;final part;&nbsp;<span class="shadow-holder" data-embed-type="deviation" data-embed-id="766892813" data-embed-format="thumb"><span class="shadow mild" ><a href="https://www.deviantart.com/jdlong/art/Sofi-Settled-766892813" data-sigil="thumb" class="thumb ismature lit" onmouseover="if (window.LitBox) LitBox.hover(this, true)" onmouseout="if (window.LitBox) LitBox.out(this)"><i></i><img class="lit" src="https://a.deviantart.net/littags/g/n/o/jdlong.png?3"><span class="wrap" style="width: 150px"><q>
        <strong>Sofi Settled</strong><b>This is the tenth and final part of a story and follows;<br /><br />No spoilers but part ten follows in much the same theme as six so the following contains aspects of bondage, latex, chastity devices, BDSM and public display of fetishes.&nbsp;<br /></b><br />Sofi clung to her Master and watched the world rush by. She was euphoric. If the action would not have proven fatal, she would have jumped up for joy. She contented herself with squeezing Master a little tighter.<br />Master had looked so tanned. He had obviously been abroad. But he was back now and she was going home. Home to her cell. Home to serve. Home to be Master&#8217;s slave. Containing her glee no longer Sofi let out a scream of pure unbridled joy. Throwing her arms into the air as if Masters motorcycle was some insane roller coaster ride.<br />Master slowed and stopped. Flipping up his visor he turned and looked at his slave.<br />&#8220;Everything okay, Sofi?&#8221;<br />&#8220;Yes, Master. Sorry if I was out of line. I&#8217;m jus</q></span></a></span><!-- ^TTT --><!-- TTT$ --></span>