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Laura's Evolution

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05/30/2011
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Laura’s Evolution by JG-Leathers

Laura’s desire for total subjugation runs deep, and when she meets Master Bernard, she believes she’s found the man she’s always dreamed of and slave life she desires. The two marry and begin their life together in a luxurious house that’s discreetly located on 50 private acres, behind a high surrounding wall. Though they experience the usual up and downs of a new marriage, Laura settles in well to her unique lifestyle as her husband’s submissive. However, toward the end of the second year, a decision is made to fit her with a full range of purpose-designed bondage ‘jewellery’ and custom-made restraints. Though excited to see her bondage fantasies fully realized, she has no clue that nearly all of the elaborate decorations her master orders cannot be removed!

With specific plans in mind, Master Bernard takes Laura’s transformation slowly: a physical exam, dental impressions, repeated piercings, even surgery to remove her floating ribs in order to better accommodate the strict corsetry he envisions. The experience is deeply arousing, though it’s troubling too. She’s dreamed of such extremes since puberty, but she has no idea how far her master plans to take their mutual fantasy, until it’s too late to change her mind. She’s fitted with a collar, ankle and wrist cuffs, and bands around her arms and legs. More restraints and odd devices follow as her subjugation becomes more intense and more invasive. She can barely even move! Soon she’s living in a locked cell far from her husband’s bed, where every physical requirement is taken care of by the master’s elaborate gadgetry, including her sexual release. As the weeks go by, she sees little of the man she married and far more of the governess he hired to attend to her physical needs. With so little outside stimulation and no access to the natural world her days and weeks just blend into one. And still, she has yet to learn the ultimate truth of her incarceration and her master’s plan for his future and hers.

Another bondage masterpiece by JG-Leather, filled with the graphic details of Laura’s systematic descent into extreme bondage. Includes high-tech body and dental restraints, body modification, strict corsetry, multiple piercings, dildos, feeding tubes, hobbling, orgasm control, physical exams, heavy exercise and humiliation.

 


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Excerpt

I’d always had a strong fascination with piercings and had already done my ear lobes, as well as a couple of decorative labia rings, but these weren’t quite enough for my Master. After making frequent mention to him of my desire to get more, sometime later he informed me that arrangements had been made for me to be additionally pierced and fitted with new and much more ‘permanent’ jewellery. Shuddering inwardly with part-terror and part-delight at his use of the word ‘permanent’, I agreed.
His next revelation was that a few weeks after getting the piercings and having the jewellery emplaced, I would then be fitted with a comprehensive, full body and limb restraint ensemble that would constantly restrain and control me as he required, seeing as how I was his slave and possession. He informed me that he wanted to ensure I was always kept aware of my status, while at the same time knowing that his own more severe requirements were being met in full measure. In our darkest, most secret pillow whispers, I’d asked for something like this to happen and he’d promised to have me adorned with permanent ankle and wrist cuffs and a collar after we’d been married, as well as the other pieces, but he hadn’t specified what these were to be. Now it was time and I was to have my wishes fulfilled in spades, but I began to have second thoughts and wasn’t truly sure I wished to proceed, even after agreeing. However, he was adamant because his dreams and desires were also to be realized and so it was entirely too late for me to back away. He was my Master and so if he required that I be fitted with any particular item, or that I wear a certain type or style of clothing, then it was my unalterable command to execute as per his direction.
The preceding is not to say that I’m spineless jelly or a totally subservient person, but I’ve recognized that I need some sort of strong structure and stability in my life and so had come to understand and accede to his requirements. Unfortunately, I also have a rather short temper at times and tend to become more than a little sharp-tongued when things don’t go in the direction I think they should. One would think that at 22 years of age, most women understand and accept their monthly bouts of PMS; accommodating to them in their daily lives, but mine have always been most distressing. I react badly to my monthly hormonal tides, becoming quite a bitch to live with during those times and of course, Master became aware of this soon after we began our relationship. On far too many occasions, he’d been the recipient of my ill-timed and intemperate comments and had finally reached the point that he informed me he was going to train me out of these outbursts and behaviour patterns, or I would have to leave.
I accepted this ultimatum and agreed to abide by any of the conditions he decided to impose, for by that time I’d slipped deeply into my role as his slave. Basically, my acceptance and agreement were foregone conclusions and truly, I had no option but to do as he wished.
Until this point of our relationship, about a year and a half after getting married, he’d encouraged me to wear pretty much what I wanted, but over the next six months, that facet of my life also began to evolve in new directions, and I wasn’t sure I liked where I was being taken. He commenced these changes by insisting that from that point forward, I was always to wear skirts or dresses, then, the length and weight of the skirts quickly grew longer and more restrictive. Within another three months I had no other clothing in my wardrobe than floor-length garments and too, he insisted that I not wear any sort of panty, but only stockings and a garter belt, together with a minimum of five cm heeled footwear, be it shoes or boots. He ensured that I did so by obtaining ankle strap shoes and boots that could be locked onto my feet and this he did every day before leaving the house. They were only removed when we went to bed, although soon, even that changed. More and more frequently, I wore some sort of footwear all night, every night, and although this took some getting used to, I managed fairly well. The next stage of my training came when he gradually began increasing the height of the heels until soon I possessed nothing shorter than 15 cm ones! Initially, these were very difficult to wear on a full-time basis and I didn’t like them at all, but having them locked on, I could not escape them and so had no choice other than to endure as best I could, even though slowly becoming more and more acclimatized. I sat as often as possible to ease the wearing of the footwear, but that too was also destined to change.
My upper body wasn’t ignored and his declaration that I was to begin wearing tight, constricting bras and turtle-necked types of tops at all times was not happily received or complied with, however I wore them anyway, for I had nothing else available. Mother Nature had been kind to me and I have a good figure: being some 1.6 metres tall, 55 kg in weight and with a nicely proportioned body. My bra size was 90 cm with what is commonly referred to as a DD-sized cup, and combined with a narrow waist of 60 cm, now corseted down to 50 cm, and hips of 95 cm I knew that all of the men I met lusted after me. My hair was another matter. It used to be a thick, glossy black mane and below shoulder length, but my crowning glory has become a thing of the past. I’m totally bald now and while I am still permitted to appear in public, had to wear wigs all of the time. Master insisted that I become this way and at first, I was only shaved, but he spent a lot of money to have all of my body and head hair completely and permanently removed, including my eyebrows and eyelashes! It was a long, drawn-out process and not without some considerable discomfort and outright pain when my pubic hair was excised, but it was eventually accomplished. From that point on I was only required to go for the laser electrolysis once a month and each succeeding visit grew shorter and shorter, for re-growth of the hair roots was almost totally eliminated. Four months after I’d started, there were none left anywhere on my head, limbs or body.
The clothing I was permitted to wear was about to become even more concealing and restrictive, but there were soon to be good reasons for this change, and I definitely wanted it to be that way! After he’d seen pictures of how Saudi women were required to dress in public, Master spent considerable time on the internet researching their costuming and how it could be obtained, and then some weeks after he’d begun his research, a courier company began to deliver large, relatively light cartons to our home. He instructed that they were not to be opened and of course, I was curious as to what the packages contained, so it was with great difficulty that I left them untouched, stacking them in the basement.

Artist Credit

Andrea & Ale, www.andreaaleart.com.ar

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