Rainbooms in Bondage-Client 1: Sunset Shimmer
Author's Note
Here's a little bondage story I whipped up using an original character I created. In this story, Sunset Shimmer will learn what happens to bad girls.
Bad Girl being Dominated
Inside a large house in Canterlot City, a charming young woman, 22 years old, sits in the living room, checking out her E mail. She has bright red skin and straight light magenta hair. She wore a blue jacket over a white shirt with a dark purple tie, blue skirt, and black platform shoes. Her name is Crimson Blaze. And, she is a dominatrix. Despite her age, she is very skilled. As she was looking at her laptop, she heard a knock at her door.
"Coming." Crimson said with a gentle voice.
When she opened the door, she was greeted by a young lady with red and yellow streaked hair. She wore an orange shirt with a red and yellow sun design, a purple skirt, black boots, and a leather vest over her shirt.
"Hello." The girl said politely. "I received an E-mail that said to come to this address."
Crimson checked the E-mail on her phone. Soon, she smiled. "Yes. You're Sunset Shimmer. I have been expecting you. Come in."
Not knowing what's going on, Sunset went inside the house. She sat on the couch as Crimson began to interview her.
"So, Miss Shimmer." Crimson began. "I asked you to come here to experience something you haven't known about before."
"What kind of experience are you talking about?" Sunset asked.
"You'll find out. First, I must ask. How old are you?"
Sunset looked at her proudly. "I just turned 20 last month."
Crimson's eyes widened. "Excellent. Then, you're at the proper age."
"Huh?" Sunset blurted.
"You see, what I have in store for you is for mature audiences only. Just head down to the basement, and you'll see what I'm talking about. I'll be joining you in ten minutes."
Sunset nodded, and was shown the door to the basement. As she went downstairs, she was starting to wonder. Why does that woman look familiar?
When Sunset opened the basement door, she was shocked by what she saw. The basement was set up like a dungeon. There was a cross with shackles where the wrists and ankles would be buckled. There was also a table where somebody would lie on and be strapped to. Sunset aslo saw rope, handcuffs, leather and latex straitjackets, and other such restraining tools.
"Oh my gosh!" Sunset yelped. "This is like some kind of adult video I would see online." Then, she realized something. "Now, I know where I've seen that woman. That's Crimson Blaze. She's a well known dominatrix."
Suddenly, the door opens as a seductive voice calls to her. "You are so correct."
Sunset turned and saw her host. This time, she wore a black sports bra with a thin leather jacket over it, dark teal skirt, fishnet stockings, and spike heeled black shoes. She was also holding a leather riding crop in her hand. The former baddie looked at her. She was almost mesmerized.
"It appears that you like what you see." Crimson said seductively.
"I do." Sunset replied, "I think with that jacket, you look awesome."
Crimson giggled. "It's very nice of you to think that. Just remember, you are my submissive."
Sunset nodded. Then, she spoke in a low tone. "What would you wish me to do, my mistress?"
The young dominant stepped up to Sunset, and give her a smooth command. "Slowly strip."
Obeying her mistress, Sunset first slipped out of her vest. Then, kicked off her boots and pulled down her skirt. Next, she pulled off her shirt. Now, she exposed her body as Crimson sees her red bra and panties.
"Mmmmm. You look so beautiful." Crimson cooed. "Now, lose the underwear."
Sunset unhooked her bra and exposing her firm breasts. She then slid her panties down to the floor before kicking them away. Crimson looks at her lovingly as she feels her breasts.
"Oh my." Crimson gasped. "They're real. Aren't they?"
Sunset nodded. Putting down her crop, Crimson takes a piece of rope and looks at her submissive. Approaching from behind, Crimson soon wraps the rope around Sunset's body, binding it snug, but not too tight. She loops around Sunset's breasts, before finishing it up. Talking a small piece of rope, Crimson gives a command, in her seductive voice. "Hands behind your back."
"Yes, mistress." Sunset replied quietly.
Crimson wraps the rope around Sunset's wrists, binding them together. She then grabs her crop and walks towards the bound and helpless former baddie.
“I heard that you used to be a bad girl.” Crimson said wickedly. “True?”
“It’s true, mistress.” Sunset replied quietly.
“Well, bad girls get punished.”
Crimson struck Sunset’s breasts, making her hiss in pain.
“Get used to it.” The mistress cooed. “There’s more where that came from.”
She hit Sunset’s breasts again. As she recovers from that whack, Sunset got shocked. “That crop really stings.”
Crimson grabbed Sunset’s hair, and spoke in a stern voice. “Speak only when spoken too. Got it?”
“Yes, mistress.” Sunset replied nervously. “I’m sorry.”
Crimson slowly lets go and gives the former baddie some advice. “Just remember your place, dear.” She gave Sunset another hit on the breasts.
The young dominatrix walks around Sunset’s body, looking at how beautiful she is. Soon, she places the crop between Sunset’s breasts, and moves it up and down, causing her to moan with pleasure.
“Feels good.” Crimson cooed in her seductive tone. “Doesn’t it?”
Sunset continues to enjoy the sensation of leather between her breasts. “Yes it does, mistress.”
Suddenly, Crimson yanks the crop away and strikes Sunset on her chest again. As Sunset recovers, her mistress gives her a wicked reply. “Always expect a surprise attack.”
Sunset still feels the sting of that hit as Crimson puts down her crop and walks to her submissive in a loving motion. The bound bad girl is still entranced by the movements of her mistress.
"I'll bet you're wondering how I know so much about do. Don't you?" Crimson wickedly asked. Sunset nodded. "Well, that's none of your business." She gave Sunset a harp slap on the right side of her face. "I'm your business." She then slapped the left side before pulling her hair. "Understand?"
"I un-unders-s-stand, my m-m-mistress." Sunset said nervously.
Crimson slowly lets go of Sunset's hair, and lead her to a small table. She then gives her a command in her seductive tone. "Just bend down on the table and I'll be right back."
Sunset laid her chest on the table, wondering what her mistress has in mind. Crimson returns with a ball gag and a paddle.
"Now, my little pet," Crimson cooed, 'It's time to have you be quiet."
As Sunset opens her mouth, the young dom puts the ball gag in it, and straps it on. Now, she is bound, gagged, and helpless. Crimson gets out the paddle. "Time for you to take your medicine."
Using her paddle, Crimson gives a big smack onto Sunset's rear end. Sunset gasped, which is not easy with a ball gag in her mouth. Crimson keeps spanking Sunset. The bound and gagged girl moaned with pleasure and pain. After ten smacks to each cheek, Crimson turns to her submissive.
"Do you think you learned your lesson by now?" Crimson asked, using her wicked voice. Sunset looked at her and nodded. Then, Crimson turned seductive. "You haven't suffered enough just yet."
With that, Crimson spanked Sunset ten more times. Sunset still moaned, feeling pain, and a little pleasure. As soon as the smacking was done, Sunset soon laid down of the floor. Crimson looks at her bound and gagged body squirming as she continues to moan with pain. Tears begin to drip from her eyes. Crimson bends down to check on her. “You are a great submissive, Sunset. I'm very proud of you."
Sunset was very moved as Crimson picks her up and gives her a gentle hug. "Now, let's get all of those restraints off you."
After all of the ropes and ball gag were removed, Sunset felt relieved. Suddenly, she notices that her underwear area is leaking. She was shocked. "Oh, wow! I must've been more excited than I thought."
"I think you're right." Crimson pleasantly replied as she hands Sunset her clothes and underwear. "There's a bathroom next door to this room. You better clean up before you get dressed."
Agreeing, Sunset head for the bathroom with clothes in hand. Ten minutes later, Sunset got dressed and Crimson changed back into her regular clothes. The former bad girl leaves the house.
"Thanks for this experience." Sunset praised. "But, I'll be aching for a while."
"I'm sure you'll be hurting." Crimson replied. "Nothing some cold compresses can't fix."
Happy to hear that, Sunset heads for home, making sure to take it easy. Her breasts still ache from where that riding crop struck. And, of course, her butt is still stinging from being spanked. "Twilight, Pinkie, and the rest of the group won't believe this."
THE END
