Bdsm Academy Novels & Stories

Gio shook his head "I want them collared all the time for now. So I think I agree precious metal for daytime and lace for bedtime." Cherry handed him a business card with the store's info on the front and a couple of different websites written on the back. "Those sites should help. The top one has actual articles for creating better Dominants and training submissives. The second concentrate on the BDSM stories and a lot of them are about Master/submissive tales that should not only help you learn about the lifestyle but inspire you as well. Now let's look at some Collars and other stuff I think you might like for training your girls."

of accepting all three of her Alpha owners into her body and soul at the same time. Tonight, the BDSM room, once intimidating and cold, had been transformed into a sacred temple of desire. Scented candles of vanilla and sandalwood were lit throughout the room, their light reflecting off the metal equipment and leather gear, making them glitter like sacrificial offerings. The extra-large bed in the center of the room was covered with blood-red satin sheets that looked passionate and inviting.

"Isa, I'm going to be blunt with you. I know why some students take my class. You're a young, college student. It's a changing and confusing time. You're figuring yourself out away from home. BDSM is not - " "It's not about the sex, I know. It's the relinquishment of power. It's the trust you give to your partner. It's an exchange deeper than love." Isa leaned over, jabbing a finger on her paper on the professor's desk. They both knew it. The feeling of being worshipped, devoured - it's a euphoric feeling that one can only feel after crossing a sacrilegious line. Theodore's thoughts paused. The tension in the room was building into something neither he nor Isa could comprehend. Something con

I asked Kayla. She smirked mischievously, "Oh, we do all sorts of things. Role-playing, using toys, watching adult movies together, and even trying out some BDSM." I was taken aback by her boldness, but I couldn't help but feel intrigued. "BDSM? What's that?" I asked, feeling a little embarrassed for not knowing. Kayla explained, "It stands for Bondage, Discipline, Sadism, and Masochism. It's a type of erotic play where one person takes on the role of the dominant, while the other takes on the role of the submissive."

“Let’s do BDSM, kitten.” Everything inside me paused. Even my pussy. Even my thoughts. Even the cum still dripping from between my legs. “Huh?” I blinked up at him, blinking rapidly like my brain needed to reboot. “Wait, BDSM? No. No, Damon. I’m scared. I’ve seen those videos. There were ropes. There were clamps. There were people hanging from ceilings and crying in leather and kneeling on tiles like they were auditioning to be furniture. I’m not ready to be a nightstand.”

I dragged myself out of bed, my muscles aching from yesterday's beating. The Vampire History classroom was in one of the older parts of the academy. Stone walls covered in tapestries showing bloody battles and dark ceremonies. Rows of wooden desks faced a massive blackboard. About twenty students were already seated—mostly vampires, with a few humans scattered in the back. I took a seat in the last row, trying to make myself invisible.

Jayden noted how Ethan seemed to be nervous, quickly changing the subject. "You can feel free to do whatever you would like now. If you have any questions, I will be in here." Ethan took that as the go ahead to leave so he did so, holding onto the folder in his hands tightly. He immediately went to the bedroom, laying down in the bed, and beginning to read over the papers. 'BDSM involves sexual acts that may include submission, domination, bondage, and S&M.' He paused in his readings, biting his lip as he reread what he had just read. Shaking his head, he continued to keep going in his reading.

“Welcome my fellow Bampires. Let me introduce you to the Academy.” “It is so big and incredible. Is this a Crite LB?” “No Jessblue. It is a place of study. Where humans come to learn so they can prepare for the future of their paths in life. It's different from what is normal to us on our planet. We learn from our Lords and parents while here on earth humans learn from teachers.” I look at him puzzled because I have no idea what a teacher is. “What is a teacher LB?”

Killian finally spoke, watching the stage and the red-haired girl on it as he sipped his cocktail. "What's going to happen to her?" I had no idea when that question slipped out of my mouth. It was so startling seeing something like this and I honestly didn't know how to feel. "B.A.D." "What does that mean?" "Bondage and discipline." My heart stopped for a mere second. "It's a BDSM power play." He continued, taking another casual sip. "Having another person control your pleasure, training you to obey, follow rules, disciplining you if you fail to follow instructions, and so on."

God… my father’s brother was making me come. My back bowed as my entire body shuddered with an orgasm that had me seeing God, when I knew it was the devil I would be greeting after this. I could feel how wet I was, juices squirting out of me and making a humiliating mess on my inner thighs and sliding down my legs. When the climax ended, I sagged against the granite, unable to catch my breath and gather my self-control. “Look at me,” Damien demanded. I forced myself to look over my shoulder and watched Damien lift his pussy-slickened fingers up, showing me how wet I made them. He sucked them clean, dragging his tongue over the length of those digits, his gaze focused on mine the entire time.