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Dannii Minogue - Tempted and Bound

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This story is entirely fictional and is in no way connected with the subject. This story contains adult material and is only suitable for people over the age of 18. If you are under 18 please stop reading now. All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living, dead, or undead, is purely coincidental. All characters portrayed in this story are over 18. Do not use this without my permission. (c) Copyright Viper_Noj 2002 onwards. Now, on with the story!

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Dannii Minogue strutted down the sun-baked street, her open, high-heeled sandals showing off her dainty feet and pedicure, her neatly painted nails. They clicked delightfully with every step, adding about four inches to her height and pushing her legs and ass up into a very foxy position, which pleased her, even more so as a passing car honked or its occupants whistled at her as they passed her from behind. Her legs were wrapped in a very tight pair of jeans which clung to every curve of her firm, round ass, showing off her shapely legs too. Hidden beneath was a sexy pair of panties, a little black lace thong which was more mesh than lace, making it completely see-through on the areas that mattered. So anyone who got her jeans off could take in her puffy pussy and its neat landing strip of hair with the lace out the way at her hips.

On her top half, she wore a tight-fitting white linen shirt, with had poppers to hold it closed up the front. It was a little small, pulled tightly across her impressive chest, the linen straining the poppers at her breasts, offering a little peak between to her bra. Of course a lean over offered a much better look at her bra, and her fantastic D-cup breasts, as she had the top of the shirt undone to show off a little chest, and a necklace she wore. The bra that had the honour of supporting her magnificent rack matched her little thong, sheer and black, with lace around the cups, but nothing to obscure the view of her large nipples, which already threatened to poke through the snug shirt. If she took her kit off, she may as well be naked, which was kind of the thrill.

Dannii was feeling more than a little horny today, it had gotten worse since she'd come shopping. It was the reason she wore the tight jeans and shirt, to feel them tightly closed round her body, making her feel every womanly curve. She'd almost decided to forego underwear so that her clit could rub on her jeans, but had decided she might need something to soak up any wetness. It wasn't much, but it helped enough that she didn't make a wet patch on her jeans. As for her boobs, well she'd also toyed with the idea of going braless, to let her nipples rub on the fabric, but decided she couldn't risk it. The shirt was tight as it was, and one popper going would leave her exposed, and besides, her magnificent puppies still needed support. Because of this she'd opted for her sexy set of lingerie hidden beneath her erotically demure outfit.

She'd only been out for around half an hour when she cursed having not used one of her vibrators or at least her fingers before she'd slipped from beneath her silk sheets. Dannii was feeling mighty horny, her labia swollen in her little undies, her puffy lips rubbing more effectively against the denim of her jeans. That only served to make her wetter and turn her on even more, which made things worse. She was feeling a little flustered and self conscious, worrying that her nipples were sticking out for all to see. A quick trip to a bathroom calmed her down, where she touched up her make-up, took a few deep breaths and rearranged her jeans so they didn't split her swollen cameltoe quite so perfectly to get at her clit whilst she walked.

Despite calming down however, she was still horny, and mused that perhaps after all this she could pick up a new toy to take home and service her needy pussy. It only took a few places to affirm the decision, and she headed in the direction of a small sex shop she knew. It was a little away from the high street understandably, and a lot of people thought it wasn't there any more. That was because it'd closed down and then re-opened with new management, who had apparently made changes and boasted a larger stock with more improvements to come. It sounded wonderful, but she still hadn't found time to get there with her busy schedule. Her last visit had been to the closing down sale where she'd picked up some good bargains, a few toys, some sexy clothing and outfits, a whip and notably a cheeky remote controlled vibrating buttplug for her older sister Kylie. It was quite large and she hadn't really expected her sibling to use it, sending it more as a joke present back to her sister in London. She'd been quite surprised and a little turned on when Kylie let slip she had used it and quite enjoyed it, wearing it out now and then so at the flick of a button she could feel a deep, fulfilling buzz from her hot ass.

Her pace quickened without her realising as she headed to the small establishment, the windows displaying a certain amount of tame fantasy outfits and playful things like handcuffs, something she'd had plenty of fun with in her time. She'd first felt the cold bite of steel at her wrists aged eighteen and never looked back, loving to be rendered helpless, pinned, teased and taken. Musing over it, she realised it'd been a while since she'd been cuffed, but then it'd been a while since she'd had a steady boyfriend who understood her kinky needs, or obtained the services of anyone who would do what she asked. She wasn't above using escorts, after all why not? A well hung man who did exactly as she asked for a good price, she couldn't turn that down, but she also had a few friends who she could slip into bed with, but that wasn't always possible as they got girlfriends and she'd lost more than one to marriage, which she supposed was fair enough.

Pushing the neon trimmed door open, the lights a passionate mix of pink and purple that reminded her of the toys they sold, she stepped in, blushing a little at the quaint bell that rang, as if to make people feel on the spot that they'd just walked into a sex shop. Taking a deep breath, she held her nerve and tried not to let the flush show on her face, willing the blood back to her puffy, imprisoned pussy at that moment as she sashayed in. It wouldn't have mattered, as her high heels made almost as much noise as the bell on the hard floor as she strutted in, arching her back to push her chest and bum out, showing off her figure, as if to advertise she didn't need men, that toys were all that could satisfy her, which of course was so far from the truth she couldn't have explained it. She loved a good hard cock and the caress of a man almost any time she could get it, but right now toys were all that was available, and she merely wanted to look calm and collected, able to handle any cocky shop clerk that might try his luck with her, rather than the raging bag of hormones and arousal that she really.

Sashaying into the shop, she gave a quick glance to the man at the desk, along with a little smile that suggested that she was happy to be there but didn't wish to be harassed in her shopping. At least that was what she hoped it conveyed, since she was so horny it could easily have been the most alluring, inviting smile she possessed. She perused along the shelves, starting at the typical vibrators and tame stuff like outfits, some fluffy handcuffs. She already had them, and there was little point getting a new outfit when there was nobody to show it off to. Dannii moved along to the kinkier stuff, which she couldn't help noticing was nearer to the counter. Looking up and down the racks she took in the harder whips and floggers, clamps, chains and other metal stuff. There were a set of metal nipple clamps with such sharp teeth she was sure they would just bite one right off, wincing at the thought, but at the same time her nipple tightened and screwed itself up so she could feel it against her bra and through her shirt, knowing she'd put someone's eye out now.

Keeping cool and controlling her blush, she kept looking at the toys, moving to needles and other freaky stuff. Then she spotted an interesting item, some kind of chains. She'd never vastly been one for bondage besides the light playful cuffs and blindfolds, and especially not chains, but it just caught her eye seductively. The chains themselves were black, the links small but thick, clearly heavy duty and designed to punish. They didn't seem very big, not like they'd bind up an entire person, not that she really knew what you'd need for that. Cocking her head she eyed them, wondering just what they were for, trying to judge their length and the way they worked, since there was some sort of device with them. In the end her curiosity overtook her and she reached up to pluck them from the shelf, taking the packet down to look at it, her eyes widening as she read the words 'Breast chains' on the front, seeing a little diagram of how the chains were supposed to fit on a female chest, though it didn't make itself very clear and she found herself studying it rather more intently than she wanted to.

Unable to quite make out how it all worked, she took a breath and stepped to the counter, where the clerk pretended he hadn't been looking at her and looked up, then to what she was holding.

"Afternoon, what can I do for you?" he said politely, his eyes taking in her pokey nipples but managing not to get caught doing it.

"Well, I was just looking at these, and I'm not quite sure how they work, or whether they'd fit my...how big they are, as it doesn't say," she finished, composing herself swiftly, but it was already in the mind of the clerk that she wanted them for her own magnificent rack.

"Well these are bigger than they look, and designed to be done up quite tight, so they fit large cup sizes," he replied, keeping his eyes away from hers, almost knowing she wanted him to slip up and ogle her prominent chest.

"Well that's good, but I also don't understand how they really work, this diagram isn't very useful," she said, pointing it out to him.

"Ah yes, poor quality packaging, I don't know why they bother. You know I can get them out for you, show you how they work?" he offered, raising his eyebrows slightly as he posed the invitation. Dannii thought about it a moment, not wanting to appear anything more than casually interested in the chains, though she knew she was. She couldn't even work out why she was, she'd never been into anything but the lightest bondage, but couldn't help but admit she was cunningly intrigued.

"Yeah, if you could, it'd be most appreciated," she said softly, giving him a smile. He returned it, making sure he didn't grin.

"No problem, if you just want to pop back here, you know, so nobody else can come in and potentially embarrass you or anything," he said, indicating she should follow to what just seemed another part of the store. It seemed fair enough, and Dannii directed her dainty feet to follow him. Clicking behind him on the hard floors, she walked past him as he waited at the doorway, then he quickly pulled a curtain across behind them, still holding the chains. She paused and looked about, seeing obvious signs of his business around as she sat her bag aside, looking back to him as he opened the packet for the chains she was curious about. Pulling it out, it seemed like just a tangled mess of chains, but he quickly pulled out the neat black links and laid them neatly on the bench in the middle of the small room, setting them up.

Looking away from him a moment, she slipped her phone into her bag, right before he stepped behind her and pushed his hands round her sides, grabbing her white linen shirt and yanking it open, the poppers easily letting him expose her ample chest and sexy bra. Dannii's eyes flew right open and she yanked forward half out of his grasp, turning back towards him.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?!" she demanded, but before he answered, or she could utter another word, a hard, very hard, spank landed on her pert ass through her skin-tight jeans, which she'd unwittingly turned perfectly towards his right hand. She cried out in the shock and pain of it, her whole body jolting.

"Shut up Dannii," he said calmly but firmly, in a voice that just oozed command and dominance, making her obey as she stood in his arms, shirt open.

"You wanted to know how they worked, so this needs to be off. Besides, you can hardly hide the fact you're already rather turned on, even more now, so just relax and let me work, you'll enjoy yourself," he said as he indicated her nipples, now even harder and bigger, protruding through her sheer black bra. Dannii looked down embarrassedly, hiding her blush from him as she stood still and let him continue, pulling her shirt back down and off her slender arms. His fingers slid up her back to her bra strap, then quickly slid forward under her arms to cup her large breasts in the sexy bra, sliding up to run his fingertips over the top of them, making her shiver before he pulled back round and flicked her clasp undone, letting her lovely breasts free on her chest as he turned her to face him.

"You really do have the best surgeon," he said, commenting on her enhanced chest, making her feel foolish as she proudly smiled at the compliment, hiding as she looked down.

"Thank you," she said in a small voice as he pulled her sexy bra down and off her hands, putting it aside by her bag where he'd also placed her shirt, showing her a considerable amount of respect for someone who was very much taking advantage of her. It did feel good to free her breasts though, especially when his hands took hold of them, pushing up her tummy to lift and cup them, then give them a good firm squeeze, his fingers pulling back to caress the nipples.

"Very nice, what size are they?" he asked, continuing to fondle her.

"Thirty-two D," she said, unable to hold back a proud smile at it, having always been proud of her breasts.

"Well they're perfect," he said, running his hands round the sides, making her shiver as he stepped away a moment.

"Now, can't have you fighting me Miss Minogue," he said, and before she knew it a handcuff had snapped onto her left wrist. She didn't say a word as he pulled her arms behind her back, pushing her lovely chest out more as he cuffed her hands behind her back, snugly closing the cuff on her wrist. Dannii gave a testing pull at them, she couldn't help it, trying to stay calm. She didn't actually feel worried he'd do anything to hurt her, well beyond the chain she'd asked for, but she couldn't help panicking a little as she was locked up. He let her just calm herself down though as he picked up the breast chains, stepping back to her, round in front, holding them up.

"Well Dannii, as you can see there are these two loops, which obviously go over the breasts and down against the chest," he said, pulling them out to show exactly how they'd fit over her.

"Mm ok pretty simple," she said, keeping her eyes on the bondage apparatus in front of her, still wary but knowing it would happen.

"They'll comfortably fit over your thirty-two D's," he said with a smile, which she couldn't help but return a little, looking down again. In looking down she saw him lift it to her chest, pulling it over her heaving breasts as she inhaled sharply at the freezing cold metal of the chains on her skin. Her skin shivered and goosepimpled as his hands and the kinky chains touched her, arousing a mixture of emotions in her.

"Then here, this tube sits between the breasts," he said, tapping it so it pressed on her sternum, making her pay attention to it.

"The chains run into it and meet at this handle in the middle. They're linked to it, so that when it turns, it pulls them tighter round the base of the breast, like so," he said, turning the handle with definite clicks so the chains pulled in. They took up the slack gradually, pulling up quickly to the soft undersides of her breasts where they'd previously been hanging. She grit her teeth at the renewed cold, then murmured as the chains pulled into her breasts, squeezing into her large boobs and pulling in behind her implants, pushing them outwards, pressuring her nipples from within.

"And it's a ratchet mechanism, so the chains can't come back out till it's properly released, keeping the breasts bound tight and secure," he said, pulling the chain at the side of her breast to demonstrate.

"Mm simple enough now I see it," she mused, looking down at it, then up to him briefly, then back to the chains, contemplating them with a slightly pained frown.

"So...how do you release them?" she asked tentatively, hoping she didn't sound desperate to escape.

"Oh there's a special lever up here that frees it, but I'll show you that later on," he said with a smile, just resting his hands at her waist as she stood in front of him, blushing profusely and feeling very exposed. His hands slid up again to her breasts, now standing out from her chest due to the chains at the base, which were just firmly nipped in to take up the slack of her soft skin. His hands ran over her breasts, feeling the smooth skin and hard nipples jutting out from them, squeezing firmly at her and just taking her in, reading her.

"These chains really suit you Dannii," he whispered in her ear, making her smile to herself, briefly however as his hand found the handle in the middle of her chest once more.

"But you can go much tighter," he said, giving a few quick snaps of his wrist to turn the handle, the ratchet mechanism taking up the chain, pulling it hard into the base of her breasts, behind her large implants, making her squeal at the cold black steel biting into her chest, feeling the strain in her skin as her breasts were locked up tight. They'd already felt a bit tight, but this was like someone tightening a string hard on her finger to see it go purple, only they were doing it with both her magnificent breasts, and she couldn't stop them. She winced and let out a shuddered gasp as they stopped where he left them, almost unbearably tight, pulling in so hard on her boobs her implants were shoved right out, her nipples huge and hard, tender to the air alone now. Her breasts were already going a dark red colour from the trapped blood pooling in them, which she was sure couldn't be healthy, but she couldn't deny there was something highly erotic about it all.

"There you go Dannii, we'll leave it there," he said, using her hips to turn her to face him and show off her magnificently bound chest. He didn't hide the lusty admiration from his face as he observed the way the chains cut into her, ignoring her complaints as he touched her puffy, tender nipples.

"Mm fantastic, just brilliant. You look like a porn star, the way its pushed your implants out, bound at the base, since most porn stars are enhanced, but usually ridiculously, you're are perfect as I say," he said with a smile. Dannii pouted a bit, not liking being likened to a porn star, even if she did get the point he was making. He admired her a moment more, then leaned down to drag his tongue across the tops of her pulled up breasts, offering easy access, especially with her four-inch heels. It felt incredibly alive and sensitive now as he licked her, shivering in his grasp, her feet shifting on the floor.

His hands went to her waist, holding the pinch of her lovely hour-glass figure, just keeping her still as he went to work at her chained chest, evidently having been relishing the idea of them like this since he'd seen her pick up the chains to ask about them. Fairly burying his face between her hard breasts, he felt the soft skin on his cheeks as he pressed his nose to her chest past the mechanism of her chains, his hands rushing up from her midsection to grab her breasts hard, squeezing tightly at the already strained skin, making her cry out sharply. He released her, his hands slipping back down to the waistband of her jeans, only to pull her forwards so he could bite at one, lunging for her left breast and biting to the outside of her nipple, making her gasp. He didn't say a word, and neither did she, just taking what was given to her as his fingers pushed into the waistband of her jeans, making it clear that it might not just be about her top half in time. Holding her to him as she automatically tried to recoil, arching her back, he kept her within range as he mixed between kissing and nipping at her left breast, loving her gasps and heavy breaths, her breasts heaving from her chest before he swapped to the other side, always managing to avoiding her big, puffy nipples, swollen and tender.

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