"Handcuffed Husband & Wife"

a uptight couple are arrested and brought to Mistress Robyn, a Dominant TV to be adeover into her fetish sluts

In the grimy confines of a city jail, Emma and Jake shifted uncomfortably on the hard bench. Their pristine reputations were shattered, replaced by mugshots and flashy headlines. A stern-looking guard approached, her boots echoing in the sterile hallway. "Robyn wants to see you two." The guard burst out laughing. She led them down a dark corridor, her heels clicking sharply. They entered a sumptuous private room. Instead of cold metal, the walls were draped in velvet and leather. In the center of the room was a large, padded bench, equipped with leather restraints. A tall, elegant woman stood by the window, her back to them. She turned, revealing a severe bun, sharp features, and eyes that held a world of dominance in them—Mistress Robyn. Emma's breath hitched. Jake's grip on her arm tightened. "The charges against you are... unusual," Robyn began, circling them like a predator. "But I think we can come to an arrangement." She stopped in front of them, her voice dropping to a dangerous purr. "You'll serve me. Both of you. In every way I desire. You'll learn to embrace your inner sluts, to take pleasure in serving. And in return, I'll ensure your little indiscretion stays just that—a indiscretion." Emma swallowed hard, her cheeks flushing. Jake's jaw clenched, but he said nothing. Robyn smiled, a slow, wicked curve of her lips. "Undress," she commanded. "Let's see what we're working with." They hesitated, but the guard behind them growled, "You heard the Mistress." Emma and Jake began to undress, their movements stiff and awkward. Robyn watched them, her eyes gleaming with anticipation. This was going to be fun. This is exactly the kind of thing that got her off. She knew it would be hard at first but they'd come around. They would learn. And they would enjoy it. Robyn's gaze fell on Jake's growing erection, a smirk playing on her lips. "Someone's eager," she purred. "Let's see how eager you can get." Emma turned her gaze to her almost naked husband but remained silent. She was scared but also had a sense of anticipation, and she could not control the heat pulsing from her pussy.

Mistress checks out both bodies and then makes Jake put on a faux chest with DD sized tits, Mistress Robyn Cups Emma's C cup tits

Mistress Robyn's eyes roamed over their exposed bodies, taking in every inch of their naked forms. She circled them slowly, her heels clicking on the polished floor. Her gaze lingered on Jake's hardening cock, a smirk playing on her lips. She reached out, tracing a finger along his throat, down his chest, and finally wrapped it around his shaft. "Someone's eager," she murmured, giving him a firm squeeze. Jake sucked in a breath, his hips jerking slightly. She turned her attention to Emma, cupping her C-cup breasts firmly, her thumbs brushing over the nipples. Emma gasped, her back arching slightly at the unexpected touch. Robyn's fingers pinched and rolled the nipples, eliciting a soft whimper from Emma. Robyn smiled, enjoying the immediate response. She crossed to a side table and picked up two large black rubber enclosed faux chests. She held them up for them to see, a wicked smile on her face. The appliances were realistic, with deep cleavage and formidable DD-sized breasts. "Put these on,” she ordered. “I want to see how you both look in something a little more... voluptuous.” Emma and Jake exchanged a glance, a mixture of apprehension and curiosity in their eyes. The guard behind them growled softly, a reminder of the consequences of disobedience. Emma took the faux chest and began to strap it on, her fingers fumbling slightly with the fastenings. Once secured, the silicone molded to her chest, giving her an exaggerated, luscious bustline. Robyn circled her, her eyes gleaming with approval. She cupped Emma's new breasts, squeezing them firmly. "Perfect," she purred, her hands roaming over the smooth silicone. She pinched Emma's nipples through the fake flesh, drawing a sharp gasp from her. "How does that feel, Emma?" "Strange," Emma admitted, her voice trembling. "Heavy." Robyn chuckled. "Strange can be good." She turned her attention to Jake, helping him strap on his faux chest. She molded the silicone to his chest, creating an exaggerated, voluptuous bustline. She cupped his new breasts, squeezing them firmly, her fingers teasing the edges of the fake flesh. "How does that feel, Jake?" she purred. Jake's breath hitched and his cheeks flushed. "It's... tight," he said, his voice strained. She laughed. "You'll get used to it. Now, let's see how you both look together.” She positioned them side by side, her hands roaming over their bodies. She cupped both of their new DD breasts, her touch firm and possessive. She pinched both of their nipples, drawing gasps from them. Jake watched, his breath coming in short pants, his new breasts heaving with each breath. Emma's eyes were wide, her body quivering with a mix of fear and arousal. Robyn's eyes gleamed with satisfaction. "You're both going to make excellent fetish sluts," she purred. "Now, let's see how much you can take.”

Mistress Robyn spanks both asses a watches the faces of both sluts. Then she gets out two full corsets one in leather and one in PVC. She gives the leather one to Jake and the PVC to Emma. They get into the corsets and the mistress tightens the corsets, giving them both erotic figures

Robyn's hands moved to their asses, her palms smoothing over the curves before she raised her hand and brought it down sharply. A loud smack echoed through the room, and Jake and Emma both jumped, their cheeks flushing. Robyn's hand came down again, alternating between their asses, the sound of flesh meeting flesh filling the air. She watched their faces, seeing the mix of pain and pleasure that flickered across their features. Emma's breath hitched with each strike, her eyes wide and glazed. Jake's jaw clenched, but his hips pushed back slightly, seeking more. Robyn smiled, enjoying the sight of their reddening asses and the way their bodies responded to her touch. She stepped back, her eyes roaming over their forms. "Beautiful," she murmured. "Now, let's dress you up properly." Robyn moved to a wardrobe in the corner, pulling out two corsets. One was sleek leather, the other glossy PVC. She handed the leather corset to Jake, the PVC to Emma. "Put these on," she commanded. They fumbled with the fastenings, their fingers shaking slightly. Once secured, Robyn circled them, her eyes taking in their transformed bodies. The corsets cinched their waists, pushing their breasts up and out, emphasizing their curves. Robyn's hands roamed over the surfaces, smoothing out wrinkles, her touch sending shivers down their spines. She moved behind them, tugging at the laces. With each pull, the corsets tightened, squeezing their ribs, pressing their breasts higher. Emma and Jake gasped, their bodies arching slightly as the corsets restricted their breathing. Robyn tugged harder, the laces pulling taut, the corsets molding to their bodies, giving them both erotic figures. She could hear their breath coming in short pants, their hearts pounding in their chests. "Exquisite," Robyn purred, her hands lingering on their corseted waists. "You're both looking so sexy. Now, turnout, I want to see the back of the corsets.” They turned as instructed. Their asses sticking out in the air. “Nice,” said Mistress. “I want you to see how you both look.” She led them both to the full length mirror. Jake and Emma could see themselves. They stared in shock at how they looked. Both had become sluts, and they could see it.

Mistress Robyn gets the sluts into matching thigh boots with very high heels. she puts JaKe into a leather gaff to His little cock disappear. And Emma gets into a PVC thong to cover her sex. Mistress sits them down and using makeup makes their faces over into erotically sexy sluts

Jake and Emma stood before the mirror, their reflections showing two transformed bodies, cinched and accentuated by the tight corsets. Their eyes widened as they took in the dramatic change, the realization of their new appearances sinking in. Robyn circled them, a predatory smile on her lips, enjoying their shock and arousal. "Turn around," she commanded, her voice firm. They obeyed, facing her once more. She nodded in approval, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "Now, let's finish your outfits." She moved to a chest of drawers, pulling out two pairs of thigh-high boots. The boots were gleaming black leather, with heels so high they seemed to defy gravity. She handed a pair to each of them and then they both knelt on the floor. Robyn's fingers traced the seams of the boots, her touch sending shivers down their spines. She helped them step into the boots, securing the fastenings tightly, ensuring they fit like a second skin. Next, Robyn retrieved a leather gaff from a drawer. She ordering Jake to lie on the bed, his legs spread wide. She fitted the leather strap between his thighs, pulling it tight until his cock and balls were securely encased, hidden from view. Jake squirmed slightly, the leather biting into his flesh, a mix of discomfort and excitement coursing through him. Robyn then turned her attention to Emma. She held up a PVC thong, the material glossy and unyielding. "Lift your legs," she ordered. Emma complied, and Robyn slid the thong up her thighs, pulling it tight against her sex. The material pressed against her flesh, the coolness a stark contrast to the heat of her body. Once they were both dressed, Robyn sat them down on a plush chaise, their bodies on full display. She moved to a vanity, pulling out an array of makeup—foundation, blush, eyeliner, and lipstick. She began to apply the makeup with expert precision, transforming their faces into masks of erotic allure. She started with Emma, smoothing foundation over her skin, emphasizing her cheekbones with blush. She lined her eyes heavily, making them appear sultry and inviting. She finished with a deep red lipstick, painting Emma's lips into a perfect pout. Next, she turned to Jake, her hands working quickly and efficiently. She applied the same techniques, but with a slightly different touch, making his features appear both feminine and seductive. She stepped back, admiring her handiwork, a satisfied smile on her lips. "Stand up," she commanded, her voice laced with anticipation. They obeyed, their bodies swaying slightly as they adjusted to the heels. Robyn circled them, her eyes roaming over their transformed bodies, a wicked smile playing on her lips. "You both look absolutely stunning," she purred, her hands roaming over their newly made-up faces, their corseted waists, and the glossy boots that encased their legs. "Now, let's see how well you can walk in those heels."

Mistress Robyn takes them into the next room and places collars on both Jake and Emma. Their ears are pierced, and long dangly earrings are placed on their earlobes. Then the mistress brings out two long and full slutty blond wigs and the Mistress expertly places both on her sluts. then the Mistress tell the sluts they now answer only to Jade and Eva

Robyn guided Jake and Emma into the adjacent room, the air thick with anticipation. The space was dimly lit, the walls adorned with an eclectic mix of mirrors and leather restraints. She directed them to stand in the center, their hearts pounding in their chests. She circled them like a vulture, her eyes gleaming with lust and dominance. "First things first," she murmured, retrieving two leather collars from a nearby table. They were wide, padded, and adorned with silver rings and D-rings. She fastened the first one around Jake's neck, tugging it tight so it sat snugly against his skin. He shivered as she secured the buckle, the leather biting into his flesh. She repeated the process with Emma, her fingers lingering on the sensitive skin of her neck. Next, Robyn picked up a small, sterile piercing kit. "Stay still," she commanded, her voice firm. She cleaned the area around Jake's earlobe with an alcohol swab, the coolness making him flinch. She marked the spot with a pen, then quickly pierced his ear with a sharp needle. Jake gritted his teeth, a sharp hiss escaping his lips. She quickly inserted a long, dangling earring, a crystal teardrop that swayed with his movements. She repeated the process on his other ear, then turned her attention to Emma. Emma's breath hitched as Robyn cleaned her earlobe, the alcohol stinging her skin. She felt the prick of the needle, a sharp pain that quickly subsided. Robyn inserted the earring, the cool metal a stark contrast to the heat of her skin. She repeated the process on Emma's other ear, the dangling earrings framing their faces, emphasizing their new, slutty appearances. Robyn then moved to a wardrobe, pulling out two long, blond wigs. They were full, cascading down to their waists, the hair sleek and shiny. She began with Jake, brushing his hair back and securing the wig at his nape. She styled the wig, the long strands framing his face, accentuating his made-up features. She turned to Emma, repeating the process, her fingers deftly working the wig into place. "You both look stunning," Robyn purred, her eyes roaming over their transformed bodies. "But from now on, you answer only to Jade and Eva." She stepped back, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "Say it," she commanded. "Say your new names." Jake and Emma exchanged a glance, their hearts pounding in their chests. "Jade," Jake murmured, his voice husky. "Eva," Emma echoed, her voice soft and breathy. Robyn smiled, her lips curling into a wicked grin. "Good," she purred. "Now, let's see how well you both can obey."

Mistress Robyn makes both sluts don faux chests that give both sluts DD cup tits. Then the mistress gets them in full corsets, Patten Leather for Jake and PVC for Emma, once in the corsets, the mistress tighten the lacing severely

Robyn circled them like a predator considering her next move. She moved to a tall cabinet, retrieving two faux chest pieces. The silicone mounds were heavy, shaped to mimic full, natural breasts. She pressed the first set against Jake's chest, securing the straps around his back. His breath hitched as the weight settled, the cold silicone warming quickly against his skin. She repeated the process with Emma, her hands lingering on the curves she created. "Admire your new assets, sluts," Robyn commanded, stepping back. Jake and Emma looked down, their eyes widening at the sight of their enhanced chests. The DD cups strained against the thin fabric of their shirts, the nipples protruding obscenely. Robyn's next stop was a rack of corsets. She selected a patten leather corset for Jake, the dark brown leather gleaming under the dim lights. For Emma, she chose a PVC corset, the shiny black material reflecting the room's glow. She ordered them to strip, their clothes pooling at their feet. She began with Jake, wrapping the leather around his torso, the cool material a stark contrast to his heated skin. She pulled the laces tight, each tug cinching his waist smaller, emphasizing the curves of his faux chest. Jake grunted as the leather bit into his flesh, the pressure intense. Robyn's hands were firm, unyielding, as she tightened the laces, her knuckles brushing against his skin. She moved to Emma, the PVC corset cradling her body like a second skin. The material was unyielding, the boning rigid as Robyn pulled the laces tight. Emma gasped, her breath hitching as the corset molded her into a hourglass figure. Robyn stepped back, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. She ran her hands over their corseted forms, her touch possessive. "Perfect," she purred, her fingers tracing the lacing. She tugged sharply, pulling the laces even tighter. Jake and Emma gasped, their bodies straining against the restraints. The corsets pushed their breasts up, the nipples straining against the material, begging for attention. Robyn smiled, her eyes dark with lust and dominance. "Breathe," she commanded, her voice a low growl. "Get used to the feeling of being constricted, of being mine. From now on, you exist to serve, to please. Your bodies are mine to shape, to mold, to use as I see fit." Jake and Emma nodded, their chests heaving with the effort of breathing. Their eyes were glazed, their bodies humming with a mix of pain and arousal. "You’re going to want to scream, but you won’t. You’ll take it, and you’ll thank me for it. You’ll learn to love the confinement, the restriction. It’s part of your training, and you will obey. Understood?" Her voice was sharp, demanding. Both of them nodded, their bodies already adjusting to the new sensations. Robyn's hands moved to the laces again, tugging them even tighter. "Good," she purred, her fingers tracing the lines of the corsets. "Now, let's see how well you can handle a little more discomfort, sluts." Her grin widened, her eyes gleaming with mischief and lust. She pulled the laces even tighter, the leather and PVC creaking as they stretched to their limits. Jake and Emma gasped, their bodies arching slightly as the corsets dug into their flesh. Their eyes watered, but they didn't cry out, didn't beg for mercy. They took it, just as they were told.