Adventures In Male Bondage Novels & Stories

"So I am making this video to explore the world of bondage sex. It's my first time, so it won't be too serious," Adrienne's voice came from the video. She wasn't speaking; it was more like a voiceover while the video showed her in a state of complete nudity, with her hands and legs bound apart by four different chains. The camera panned across her body, capturing every detail, including her breasts and even her genitalia. Adrienne covered her mouth in shock as the video continued. Richard had to pull the car over to the side of the road, quickly grabbing the phone from her.

When I pushed the door open, my mouth fell open. It was a full-on BDSM room. Black walls, dim red lighting, a big padded bench in the middle, chains hanging from the ceiling, a St. Andrew’s cross against one wall, shelves full of toys, whips, paddles, ropes, vibrators, plugs, everything. My eyes went wide. I had been fucked by three guys at once, but this? This was on another level. I stood there frozen, imagining all the positions he could put me in, all the ways he could use me. My pussy clenched hard just looking at it.

"But of direction. If I'm being type sufficient to apply something small like needles, then I opt to use a whole lot of them." I sniffled, then skipped alongside at his facet while he used his chain leash to drag me, pausing to warfare only some times, and on every occasion became met with a harsh tug that made me choke a bit. And status out of doors the non-public dungeon - the only with a desk in it, I knew - with a Master whose concept of kindness became the needles for play piercing made me subsequently suppose that I truly became a slave who'd subsequently met my torture match. And perhaps I ought to be extra cautious with what I do. I shifted withinside the bondage he'd located me in,

Marcus replies and Nathan nods. "What's edging?" I ask Nathan. "You'll find out soon," he says as the lights dim and the music turns down. A lean man walks onto the stage with a blond boy behind him dressed only in the tiny black shorts a lot of other subs are wearing. I watch closely as the Dom of the two ties the sub's hands to chains hanging from a grid on the ceiling then restrains his feet to the floor. The tall man runs his hands seductively over the smaller man's body and focuses especially on his nipples and bulge in his shorts. He then unbuttons the sub's shorts and lets his erection be exposed to everyone in the room.

Marionne gasped for air, her hand weakly pointing to the bottom drawer of the large cabinet in the corner of the room. Aidan got up from the bed and walked over to the drawer, pulling it open to reveal an array of sex toys and tools. He selected a large dildo, a vibrator, and some stretchable rope. Returning to the bed, he placed the vibrator and dildo on the bedside table. He got on the bed, lifting Marionne up and tossing her head onto the pillows. Using the rope, he tied her hands to the bedpost and then did the same with her ankles using the stretchable rope. The elastic material would allow her some movement but still add a thrilling sense of restraint. Marionne’s chest heaved with anti

And he certainly got a reaction, as I alternated between blushing and flushing as we went over terminology I could never even have imagined. Some items were as innocent as a blindfold, but then it ratcheted up to bondage. Light bondage, heavy bondage, leather, chains, ropes and restraints. Suspension, harnesses, manacles and cuffs. So many ways to control another person, I was overwhelmed on page one. Gags: Cloth, ball, rubber, phallic, ring. Full head. Straight-jackets, yikes. Impact play, which would be spanking, flogging, whipping, metal, leather, crops. Face slapping. Oh and I won't even get into all of the sexual activity it outlines. Because everything else didn't have to involve sex a

One minute they lord around the house acting like they own everyone, the next minute, they are cuddling against your legs, begging to be pet, and following you everywhere. “It’s called bondage.” My heart quickened in my chest when he suddenly answered. “The human mind is a complex thing. And dangerous things such as restraint, control, and force can arouse us.” “People get aroused from bondage?” I blurted out, and he nodded. “Isn’t that dangerous? The ropes would cut off your blood circulation. How the hell are you supposed to get pleasure from that?” My breath caught in my throat when, in response to my question, Christian’s hand suddenly shot towards my neck, catching me in his grip.

I'm excited and slightly nervous at the thought of what will happen. We have spoken about bondage recently, and Adam knows it has always been something I have wanted to try. However, I have never trusted someone enough to do it until now. Adam returns with a full bag, but I cannot see what is inside; all I can see is a blindfold. I'm terrified and strangely aroused! My heart feels like it will burst through my chest at any moment. Adam comes over and puts the blindfold on me. I protest, and his hand slaps down hard on my inner thigh. I yelp at the pain, but then I feel my pussy getting wet.

I was passed between him and three others for hours, my body rocking between their cocks as they took turns in every hole. Kai was rough and primal, spanking my ass red while he pounded me from behind, his balls slapping against my clit with every thrust. Liam directed the scene, telling them exactly how to fuck me, when to fill me, when to pull out and paint my tits. The third was Julian, a Latin artist with a creative, filthy mind and a talent for pushing boundaries. He introduced toys and light bondage during his first session, tying my wrists to the headboard while he ate my pussy until I squirted,

“Good boy” he growled, a sharp swipe passing through the air, the ropes coming off me in the dark. I jerked, scared of getting cut. The moment my hands were cut free, my right hand flew to my hard meat, not bothering to shake off the numbness of my hands being tied for too long. The huge dildo pushed farther into the small frame; it was hard to believe he was human. His back was locked in a painful arch as the Master growled, applying extra lube and pushing further into him.