RHEA RIPLEY & LIV MORGAN & BIANCA BELAIR (wwe Raw, February 28th 2022)

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She absolutely loved bondage novices. Men finding themselves utterly helpless, vulnerable and at the mercy of a dominant woman for the very first time.

The moment she finished securing the last of the restraints in place he instinctively tested them. The effect on him was immediate. He was indeed helpless and going nowhere.

Heart pounding. Mind reeling. Cock stiffening. She responded with mock innocence to his question.

"What am I going to do with you?," she repeated. Mischievously she added, "You mean now that I've got you right where I want you? Unable to move? Totally helpless? So that I can do absolutely anything I want with you and you can't stop me? Hmm? Is that what you mean?"

"Oh god," he groaned, his lifelong fantasy now suddenly becoming unmistakeably real.

Caressing his chest soothingly, she purred, "Sweetheart, we talked about this. Many... many... many times, remember?"

Exhaling and swallowing hard, he nodded. "I do, I remember."

It was true. Through their years of conversing online his trust in her had grown. To the point that over time he had shared fantasy after fantasy with her. Those secrets locked within him that he hid from the rest of the world.

And now, not only did she know all of his deepest unspoken desires, but she had no intention of letting him go until she had fulfilled each and every last one of them for him.

"Mmm, very good," she cooed. "I suppose I could remind you by telling you all about the things I'm about to do to you.... but, I think it would be more effective if I just showed you instead, don't you baby?"

And with that she grinned wickedly, reached for a pair of scissors and began to carefully slice away his last line of defense......

“You didn’t want to worship me? Yet you’re here at exactly the time I told you…..and you’re at my feet. Maybe you should rethink your life choices.”

Last Day

This was it. It was time to transfer the money and disappear. It would be my last day at work. I was nervous, naturally, but not expecting any trouble. I arrived at the office at the normal time, went to my computer, and started transferring the money from the business account to a personal one. I left as this was happening, locking my office door to go use the bathroom, then headed back to the office.

I hadn't even noticed the door was no longer locked when I entered, and halted at the door to see the company fraud investigator, Cynthia Lockwood, sitting in my chair, her booted legs crossed as she looked at me with a smile.

"Well, well, this is very interesting, Ryan," she said. "Obviously I have caught you stealing, but I had a look around inside your computer and found some very interesting things as well."

I blushed and trembled, rooted to the spot. I should run, I should fight, but I knew I was caught, and was about to be very embarrassed.

"Apparently you fantasize about being arrested by a woman," she told me. "And fantasize about being spanked by one."

She laughed at my blush. "Well, sir, as of this moment, you are under arrest. Step over to that wall and put your hands on it."

I shook, wanting to burst into tears. I'd been so close to pulling this off, only to be caught by the female investigator. As I walked on shaky legs, knowing I was taking my last free steps, I reflected - was there a part of me that wanted this to happen?

She moved behind me as I put my hands on the wall, and she searched me VERY thoroughly, finding the shameful evidence of my arousal. "Hands behind your back."

I obeyed, and I heard the clicks as the woman handcuffed me. She double-locked the handcuffs and pressed me to the wall.

"I should bare your bottom and spank you right now like those women in the pictures," she mocked. "But that wouldn't be very professional. So you'll have to stay content with the female officer who's on the way to take you to jail."

A single tear escaped my eyes. Yes, I'd fantasized about being arrested by a woman, but now that it was happening, the shame was overwhelming me.

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Amy’s niece had suspected Amy kept me locked in a cock cage since she moved in at the beginning of the school year.

On weekends I truly believe her greatest joy in life was to bother me until a little wet spot appeared on my trousers.

She and Amy thought that was hysterical.