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The ancient Japanese art of rope bondage is certainly an extremely strange erotic game: to immobilise the prey is the spider's tactic in nature to devour its food with patience, but even the male human hunter loves to see his prey wriggle naked and helplessly in her bonds, struggling against the imminent consummation of her soul! And if you would really believe in the oldest descriptions of the secret cult: the seemingly mean practice was actually designed to torture the female victim with the most intensive yearning for sexual relief and to reward her prolonged suffering with the unique bliss of continuous orgasms in the end . . .
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Bondage Maiden
The ultimate Tale of Submission and Love!
BookRix GmbH & Co. KG81371 MunichBondage Maiden
Bondage Maiden
by Hentai Jones
BookRix Edition 2017
Copyright by Amé
Hentai Jones:
BONDAGE MAIDEN
The ultimate Tale of
Submission and Love!
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1 - The Job Interview
The Job Interview
She was looking up from her paper work and mustered me over the rim of her big horn-framed glasses: »So, you took a year of ballet classes, Joni - that could probably be beneficial for your new employment!« She had introduced herself as Madame to me, she was a stylish blond lady but painted with so much makeup, that her age was hardly discernible and all her emotions were cleverly hidden behind the mask. She was the acting manager of the agency called the Special Maiden Service, and as such she kept our interview strictly business-like - there was no way to find out if she was liking me or not! She was ticking a few boxes on the form in front of her and said: »Our clientele are very sophisticated people and they are demanding more skills from their servants as the simple ability to brew tea - any other qualifications I could note down for your resume, Joni?« Probably my skills as a soccer player, but I better said nothing about that now!
I had finished high school last month with rather mixed results, beautiful people are not always the smartest, so I had heard before - but the time had come around to get a good job to support my hard-working mother! I wanted to be an international stewardess, but for that job I was too short, and for the position of a social escort I was too young - but to end up in a sleazy bar to serve cocktails in my underwear was certainly not the best way to start a career! To work as a maid in a noble house was sounding much better to me: it smelled as fresh as starched linen with a hint of French perfume, it was tasting like chocolate mousse with cream on top! I was hearing the rustle of stiff petticoats and the whisper of silken stockings - I finally would get the clothes I deserved. Having grown up on a limited budget had kept me humble, I had looked at all the nice dresses in the shop windows with painful jealousy, sadly aware, that I could never afford them with the petty pocket money I got from my Mum - I knew, that I had to find work!
»Any scars or tattoos?«, that was Madame's next question and I shook my head. »That is really perfect, Joni, but I'm sorry: I have to make sure! Would you please undress for me!« I wasn't ashamed of my body in any way, everybody called me beautiful and cute, but to strip in front of a stranger felt as uncomfortable as visiting the doctor - and there was nothing I was hating more than plastic gloves and cold speculums! Madame had mentioned before, that all of her maidens were flawless and obedient, that the job was well paid and rewarded with generous holidays - so it was certainly her right to check me out before hiring me. I was wondering, why the school doctors were mostly old and male, and why they found it so important to inspect the status of my virginity every year again: certainly only for the sake of getting me naked and to grope me, to probe me and finally to arouse me, something they had never failed to achieve with their nimble fingers: I had left a slimy mess on a few gynecological chairs over the last few years!
Obediently I unbuttoned my blouse and unzipped my shirt, I had put on my best set of frilly underwear for the important interview and I wasn't too shy to show myself to Madame in my tight lingerie - I wanted the job and was prepared to walk on hot coals for it! There were no flaws to be found on my body, my mother had always told me, that I would be a model when I had grown up, but sadly I hadn't grown up to the five and a half feet, which were required by the beauty industry! I was a small woman with just a handful of titties and the narrow hips of a ballerina, a rather boyish bottom with dimples in each cheek and strong slender legs to outrun a cheetah - and when I finally stood all naked in front of Madame she didn't seem to be concerned by my rather small stature and the lack of upholstery. There was probably a healthy demand for petite maidens too, so I was guessing, and it was no secret to me anymore, that as older men got as younger and innocent they preferred their servants to be: therefor I would just fit perfectly!
Madame got up from her swivel chair to have a closer look at me, she was checking behind my ears and was inspecting my armpits, she was weighting my little breasts in her palms like a professional saleswoman for brassieres, she was measuring my slim waist with her hands like a real seamstress and she was stroking my flanks like a race horse dealer! She seemed to enjoy herself and sighed: »What a little beauty you are, Joni, I should probably keep you as my own maid for a while!« She was checking out my buttocks for elasticity and bounce before she was examining me between my legs, she was pulling on the few shy strands of pubic hair and said: »Just beautiful! We will have to shave that little beard off and then you'll be a fine maiden for any gentleman I know!« It was obviously the policy of the house to keep the body hair trimmed, but I was more than willing to sacrifice the little beard for a good job - without it I would surely look three years younger and probably even fetch a higher price on the tight maiden market!
Madame sat down again behind her desk and noted some comments on her sheet, then she was looking up again and said: »And just to make sure for the record, Joni: You still are a virgin?« »Yes!«, I replied with a hot blush on my cheeks, not very proud of the fact myself, but Madame just smiled at me: »That's excellent! I appreciate your honesty, Joni! Do you have experiences with corporal punishments like spanking, whipping or bondage?« My blush was deepening, if I would tell her about my evil uncle he would end up in jail - so many times he had bent me over his knees and stripped my panties off, not to hurt me, just to touch my bottom - he was addicted to fondle my ass! So I tried to be polite and humbly answered, that I had been spanked a few times - Madame nodded and ticked the box, but she wasn't finished with me yet and fired her next question at me: »Anal intercourse?« This wasn't a simple medical check anymore, this was turning into a serious police investigation and Madame was proving an unerring lying detector!
My uncle's anal obsession had worsened over the last year, my rather passive complicity had maybe encouraged him to take the next step - I'm not ashamed of having enjoyed his frequent erotic attacks, and sometimes I was even teasing him with my short skirts and white panties, longing to be touched again! I was hoping, that he would do it to me, I was eager to find out about sex, but he was only interested in my asshole and therefor had left my virginity intact! Madame was sensing my discomfort, and without waiting for my confession she was signing the form off and shoved it into a folder. »That will be enough for now, Joni, you are hired!«, she said, »and if you are eager you can begin your training right now without wasting any time!« That was completely fine with me: I had my overnight bag with me and there was no need to delay the process, and so I signed the contract - Madame rang the little silver bell and one of her obedient maids was appearing instantly out of nowhere to take charge of my further education.
