Brethren, life in bondage. Book Seventeen (Brethren life in bondage 17)

Old school bondage meets with high Tech fetish, in this, the seventeenth volume in the Brethren series. With a respectful nod to House of Gord and maybe just a touch of Insex, Fb presents a feast of flesh and fetish, purely for your titillation. Practising submissive and hoarder of all things kinky she knows exactly what buttons to push!

Brethren, book seventeen
The world has moved on. The stuff of fantasy has become reality but most important of all, there is now absolute truth. Advances in technology mean citizens are no longer able to lie to the law givers. Those dispensing justice can do so without fear of punishing the innocent. Society is no longer prepared to keep or tolerate those who choose to do harm.

And so the Brethren have arisen.

They offer the world another way, a natural justice. They keep the criminals contained and restrained whilst indulging their fetishes and desires. Criminals are presented to the Brethren to live out their days owned and degraded. Within the city's and county's given over to the elite of the Brethren, normality is subjective. Segregated from the rest of society they indulge without prejudice or interference.

Excerpt 1:
From the very first snip the woman began to scream, renewing her struggle to escape, she frantically thrust her head back and forth but all this succeeded in doing was to anger Julius, causing him to wrap his hands into her hair and pull harder, as each lock fell cut about her neck, the volume and terror of her cries increased forcing Julius to sing his odd little hymn ever louder to drown her out. Eventually his temper got the better of him. "Such a shame, you started off so well but now I have to show you exactly what form punishment will take. If you cannot control your voice, it will be controlled for you" and with that he filled her mouth with the wadding once again and tied it tightly back into place with the cloth band. Pulling at it with all his strength, he forced it down into the back of her mouth making her cough. Once her screams were reduced to dull, murmured growls and sobs, he returned to the task of clipping away her last visible remnants of femininity.
Excerpt 2:
James stepped forward and looked to Julius "may I?" He asked, reaching out, waiting for Julius’s approval before daring to touch the quite exquisite looking pony girl. Placing his hand on her bicep he traced the line of her painfully thin arm down to her wrist, finding to his amazement that the merest of touches made the arm sway gently as if they hung from a corpse. James withdrew his hand quickly, the sight of the hanging arm quite alarming. Julius smiled "don't worry young man, she hasn't had the use of her arms for some time, usually they are bound behind her and today you will get to witness my friend here resecuring them