The Many Fetishes of Gwen | By : Flashlight Category: +S through Z > Total Drama Island Views: 12279 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Being a girl who is interested in many fetishes, I have to say that bondage is not the only fetish out there. In reality, BDSM and bondage are the first things that comes to mind when one thinks of the word “fetish” most of the time. Also, I've looked on the web and I've noticed that bondage has been used with a variety of fetishes. Due to the instances when bondage was mixed with any other fetish, I formed a hypothesis claiming that bondage is a one-size-fits-all fetish. What I'm saying is bondage can appear in any kind of fetish art. Have a thing for ticking? You could tie a girl into a pair of stocks and tickle her feet.
One of the most popular ways to incorporate bondage, from my personal experience, was fantasy. With fantasy, you can let out your inner artist and show how creative you can be. You can re-enact a Wild West scene or you could have a knight rescuing a princess. If you want to get kinkier, then you could have a girl mummified and pulled into a sarcophagus or have a sane girl locked up in an asylum all tied up. If you really want to get creative, you could create a restaurant that has bound-and-gagged waitresses and the possibility of having customers trapped by weird devices. You know, like a bondage-y version of Hooters.
Fantasy is found in illustrations, stories, and other forms of art; however, what brings fantasy to life is roleplay. Admittedly, I found internet roleplay to be more creative than real-life roleplay since you could do anything on the internet. Real life... not so much. The thing is, the first time I ever got into roleplay was a real-life scenario.
One month before I had to leave for Total Drama Island, I was browsing through the internet when my mom entered my room. My mom approached me and asked the question that started it all.
“Hey Gwen. So, you are an artist, right?”
“Yeah... Why do you ask?”
My mom told me something I didn't think about back then. “Well... I was wondering if you ever tried roleplaying.”
“Roleplaying? Care to explain what it is?”
“Well, it's not to simple. Basically, roleplaying is like acting except it's a hobby rather than a job. Get what I'm saying?”
“Yeah. Basically, what you're saying is we could pretend to be certain kinds of people and play out a certain scene, correct?”
My mom gave me a friendly nod. “Yep.”
“Okay, I'll give it a shot. What do you want to do?”
“I have a fun idea.” My mom walked out of my room, leaving me hanging. When she returned, she brought me one of those Japanese schoolgirl uniforms: the kind that looked like sailor uniforms with skirts. “You'll be a student and I'll be the teacher. You'll be attending detention in my classroom. Does that sound good?”
“Yeah, that sounds like fun.”
“Okay then.” My mom gave me a friendly smile.
You know how my mom worked a fetish model? Well, I was not kidding when I said that. Our house was spacious, but it wouldn't be too surprising since my mom inherited it from her great-aunt. We were lucky, too; it only had one more year on its mortgage when we acquired it. My mom wanted to make use of that huge, empty space in our basement, so she converted it into a roleplaying studio. On special occasions, we would turn the entire house into a roleplaying studio for fetish parties.
At our studio, I sat on a student desk facing a blackboard that stood in front of a classroom backdrop. My hands were cuffed in front of me, forcing me to maintain the proper folded-hands position and preventing me from taking off the red ball gag in my mouth. My mom walked through the “classroom door”, giving me a stern look. My mom, or should I say “Ms. Fahlenbock,” walked to her desk, patting a ruler against her hand. Now, Fahlenbock is not our family name; my mom just wanted a creative surname for her role.
“Welcome to detention, Gwen.” Ms. Fahlenbock approached me, still patting that ruler against her hand. “I have caught you flirting with your classmates, so I felt that I needed to give you a proper punishment. Do exactly what I say, got it?!”
I slowly nodded.
“Good... Now... Go to my desk!”
I stood up without saying a word and walked to Ms. Fahlenbock's desk. I was powerless against my sexy-but-strict teacher, so I simply awaited her orders.
“Now... bend over!”
I bent over until my entire torso laid flat atop Ms. Falenbock's desk. Ms. Fahlenbock approached me and lifted my skirt up thus exposing my bare ass. That's when she got serious; she swung her ruler against my ass. I squealed as Ms. Fahlenbock spanked my ass. She didn't stop whacking my ass with her ruler until my ass was red all over. When I got up, I faced my teacher with my hands folded like the hands of a proper student.
“On your knees, Gwen!”
I kneeled in front of Ms. Fahlenbock. When Ms. Fahlenbock took my gag off, she ordered me to lick her pussy. I got under my teacher's skirt and began licking her pussy. You know how teachers expect you to do your best? Well, I licked Ms. Fahlenbock's pussy to the best of my ability, much to her expectations. I ate her out as if I was trying to drink from an old water fountain. Soon, my mom came into my mouth. I swallowed my mom's cum.
“Let me look inside your mouth, Gwen.”
I opened my mouth for Ms. Fahlenbock. Ms. Fahlenbock peered into my mouth and noticed that there was no cum left inside. Even so, I kept my mouth open, letting my teacher gag me once more. Ms. Fahlenbock pulled a strap-on out of one of her desk's drawers. She put it around her hip and sat on the desk. Ms. Fahlenbock picked me up and sat me on top of her faux dick. I moaned as my teacher fucked me reverse-cowgirl style. I knew I was being punished by my teacher, but I could not resist letting my inner slave out. Soon, I came onto my teacher's “dick.'”As soon as we split, the bell rang.
“Well, Gwen, looks like I have to let you go.” My mom ungagged and uncuffed me. “Don't try to make any more trouble, okay?”
“Yes, Ms. Fahlenbock.” I walked out of the classroom door, ending our first roleplay session.
Since then, my mom and I roleplayed various scenarios. Since I was a goth girl, we sometimes did some dark stuff. Sometimes, we would go for a scenario in which a vampire possesses a victim, and sometimes, we would go for a scenario in which a visitor fucks a temporarily-reanimated corpse at her grave.
My favorite scenario would be the asylum scenario. I remember the first time we did that. Two weeks before I had to leave for Total Drama Island, I came up with the idea of “playing asylum.” I was bound in a straitjacket and gagged with a white ball gag. I was surrounded by the white padding of my cell. To top it off, drops of milk were scattered all over my pubic region as a substitute for cum. I was sitting in my cell, rocking back and forth as if I was insane. When the cell door opened, my mom entered my cell with a carrot in her left hand. No, it's not a dildo, it's a real carrot.
“Feeding time, Gwen.” My mom approached me. She kneeled next to me and looked at my pussy. “Are you masturbating yourself again?”
“Mhmm.” I nodded.
My mom sighed and removed my gag. “You know, if you weren't a nymphomaniac, you wouldn't be in this cell now.”
“I know... But I couldn't help it.” I blushed at that moment.
“Now, let me feed you, dear.”
My mom fed me the carrot as if she was feeding a horse. Being an asylum patient, I was forced to eat the carrot the way horses ate apples mainly because of the mandatory bondage. When I finished, I gave my mom a friendly smile.
“Delicious.”
“Thank you, Gwen. Now, for your treatment...” My mom took off her nurse outfit, revealing her naked body. My mom laid me on the ground, then switched positions. “Make sure you lick it good, Gwen.”
“Yes, ma'am.”
My mom and I ate each other out in 69 position. My mom had to arch her back forward in order to let herself lick my pussy. Regardless, it felt great. Soon, we both came into each other's mouth; however, neither of us swallowed. With cum in our mouths, my mom and I made out with each other. Our cumswapping session spiced the scenario up; it was fun having our cum and drool go from mouth to mouth. If I recall correctly, our cum even dripped onto our bodies as we made out with each other. Once we were finished, we swallowed the snowballs we made.
“We both taste delicious, Gwen.”
“I agree.”
My mom gagged me once more. She also grabbed a strap-on dildo, but this time, she put it on my hips. My mom got on the ground, sticking her ass up.
“Ymm wmnt mm tm fmmk ymm?”
“Yes, Gwen.”
“Mkmm...” Although I was bound and gagged, I entered my mom's pussy as if I were free. I bucked my hips in and out, making sure I gave my mom the pleasure she desires. I never thought that an asylum patient would have the opportunity to fuck her nurse doggy-style while in forced bondage, but I guess my mom loves role-reversal. It didn't take long before I made my mom cum onto the faux dick.
As soon as I pulled out, my mom turned around. My mom sucked my “dick” to clean it up. Once she finished, she took the strap-on off of my body. To wrap things up, I decided to give my mom a show. I twerked and I moaned. I dipped and I bucked. I even grinded against the crotchstrap that hugged my pussy tightly. I successfully made my mom finger herself to the point of orgasm as I entertained her.
My mom donned her nurse outfit once more before leaving my cell. “Good night, Gwen.”
“Gmmd nmmght.” I watched as my mom shut the door, locking me inside my cell once more. Though the scenario ended, I had the liberty of sleeping inside my cell. It was a good thing, too; it was one of my last sessions with my mom until the day my fellow contestants and I returned from Total Drama Action. Four months of Total Drama really got on my nerves, but I did make some friends while I was away from home. Sure, I dated Trent, but that lasted only 17 days. As for my other friends, I have to admit I had lesbian sex with my female buddies from time to time. The first session I had with my friends, of course, was a fun session indeed.
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