Bdsm One Shots Novels & Stories

I plowed her mercilessly, filling the entire cabin with the musky smell of our sex. But Eon wasn’t the only one who was rough. If he made me bite her, she bit back harder, pulling my hair and nipping my neck or dragging her nails down my back until droplets of blood surfaced. She left just as many marks and bruises on my body as I did hers. Witnessing her in this frenzied, BDSM mode was the hottest thing I had ever seen.

My fingers tightened around his. “You okay?” he asked quietly. “I think so,” I admitted. “This is just… a lot.” "Aaron and I co-own a BDSM club in the city. We usually have small displays like this when we go on cruises.” The words settled between us and my pulse skipped. I should be overwhelmed. I am. But beneath that—something else sparks. Desire.Anticipation.

Liam grinned. What would the media think of me being here as a “married man”? The thought quickly came but I brushed it off. “Okay, so, for this evening only, we offer a mix of BDSM activities” she went over to our table and handed each of us a pamphlet. “Here are the basics of it; if you're looking for more, here's some information that might help you choose” “Sure” I mumbled. “I hope you enjoy it and come back if you need anything else” she offered us a shy smile before walking away from us, her hips moving along with every movement. Liam and I looked at each other, both having different thoughts.

He takes my lips between his and consumes it completely, "Today, you said your kind of pleasure, is this part of them and also how many women have you made to cum with just taking off your clothes?" There's a cocky smile on his face, "Not gonna brag, but like a lot." His long fingers come to my face and run faintly across it, causing shivers to run down my spine and a moan escape my mouth and I lean closer towards him. "Ever heard of BDSM?" he enquires, making me regain a little of my composure. "I watched Fifty shade of Grey, does it count?" my brow rises a little "And if yes, I'm not a huge fan."

To have a golden shower. He gulped down all that his mouth was able to contained and Ashley stared at him wiredly. His face was dripping wet and her body was already weak from giving to much juice already. But it was just the beginning for her Cause Kai was craving BDSM. Not just the ordinary one he wanted it to be slave BDSM. He hasn’t mentioned anything to her yet. But his body was pinching him and he doesn’t even know how to say no to his demon. He pulled away from her and removed his cloth that was already wet by her juice and fling it to one corner of the room.

They don’t know yet. They’ve done worse, and this… isn’t close to it. Anyways, even with anger boiling inside me, I was curious to see what was in the damn box. So I pulled the wrapping away to see the contents. And you guessed right… the fucking loser of a man sent a BDSM package to me. What an asshole. I kept unboxing. Inside the box, it contained: A remote-controlled bullet vibrator. A suction-base silicone dildo. A silk blindfold—on it written: touch yourself while you’re blind so Nora doesn’t kill you in your dream.

His touch, his kisses, how he made me feel. No man has ever treated me like, I have heard of how horrible men could be when it came to sex, I had hated bdsm, breath play but when it came to him. He leaves me craving for more, I want his hands on my body, I want him choking me, I want to be his good girl. I love how his touches made my body react, how he dominated me like no man had ever done before. This is fucked up.

The better I looked, the nastier the positions I wanted to try, and the more cocks I craved. Onlyfans brought in thousands of messages every week. Most were thirsty. But the cruel ones, the ones calling me a brainless cumrag, a fake-titted whore who only got views because I shook my ass on camera — those made my pussy drip. I fucking loved BDSM. Being degraded, broken, and used was my biggest turn-on.

The first result makes my stomach drop. "BILLIONAIRE'S KINKY REVENGE: Aria Sterling's Secret BDSM Deal with Ex-Lover Damien Cross" There are photos. Grainy but unmistakable. Me and Damien through my apartment window. The angle's careful—nothing explicitly pornographic, but intimate enough that there's no mistaking what was happening. The article's worse.

He didn’t stop…instead his touch grew rougher, faster, until she was breathless, falling apart beneath him. When she was finally still,all flushed and panting. Jay hovered over her…saying in a low calm voice… “Round one” he said as he brushed his lips against her ear. “Now I want to feel you cum on me.” She pulled him down into another kiss, already aching for more. Jay kissed her like he couldn’t get enough of her…rough, fast, deep. He pressed his body against her..skin on skin. Bianca reached down and gripped him…feeling how hard he was getting for her. Jay moaned softly into her mouth..jerking his hips slightly forward at her touch.