Bdsm.stories Novels & Stories

The Taboo Chronicles is a curated collection of dark, twisted, and unapologetically erotic stories designed to push the boundaries of conventional desire. From the sacred halls of a silent church to the high-stakes shadows of obsessive power plays, these stories explore the raw, unyielding side of human hunger. Whether it’s the thrill of a secret shared in the dark or the surrender of a soul to a dominant force, nothing is off-limits.

BDSM PLAY PART 2 Lou screamed in pleasure, her pussy stretching around his thick cock. He didn't give her time to adjust. He started pounding her immediately, hard and deep. Each thrust slapped against her sore ass, making her yelp. The harness creaked as she pulled at the ropes.

~ ◆◆◆ Trigger Warnings ◆◆◆ ~ This is an erotic dark romance / BDSM collection featuring explicit power-exchange dynamics between a dominant CEO and a previously inexperienced submissive. The stories contains intense, detailed smut and explores themes that may be disturbing or triggering for some readers. Major content warnings include: - Explicit graphic sexual content (detailed BDSM scenes, oral sex, vaginal sex, rough sex, orgasm control/denial, edging, spanking, light impact play with a whip, face-fucking, cum play, marking, overstimulation)

Debby asked, anxiously. “I’m going to show you how lust and suffering are so intimately associated that they can become complementary to one another.” The man replied. Debby glanced down. She was extremely turned on. Her breasts jutted out in front of her, swaying from left to right. As awkward as she felt with her arms and legs strung up, she was also excited by this breathtaking man, and the thought of what was going to happen made her clit throb. “I’m going to give you enjoyment you’ve never known.” Mr Salvatore graciously walked round behind her. She felt totally at his mercy, and also concerned about what was going to happen.

We dropped to our knees in front of him without another word. Damon sat back on the edge of the couch, legs spread, that thick cock already rising again. It was still shiny from Linda and from his own cum. The sight of it made my empty pussy clench around nothing. Linda crawled closer first, wrapping her fingers around the base and stroking slowly. I moved in beside her, shoulder to shoulder, and leaned in to lick a long stripe up the underside. He exhaled heavily and grabbed my hair.

My hips ground against his hands shamelessly as if my body was begging for a release. He bit into my ear, making my whole body quiver. “You come when I say you come, not before.” Tears gathered at my lashes as he pushed me higher, fingers pumping into me until my climax was just on the edge. I was seconds away when he pulled out of my completely, leaving me gasping, knees threatening to give out. The bastard smirked down at me. I whimpered, humiliated but needy. Then I heard it, the sounds of heels clicking on the pavement. A woman’s voice filled the air, laughter carrying in the air. Adrian’s eyes glinted with something wicked. His hand slid back between my thighs, fingers thrusting into me

Gosh this man looks so good. He sat down My eyes were deceiving me. “BDSM…” she whispered as I saw it written in bold. I thought this is a marriage contract? “I thought this is a marriage contract. Now what is this?” I snapped at him and he raised his index finger that I shouldn't yell at him. “Have you read the contract already?” He asked. A part of her wanted to scream at him. “Bondage and discipline, dominance and submission, sadism and masochism.” She whispered as she read the document.

"Okay." He'd heard the story before in a dozen different ways. A young, inexperienced girl. A pseudo-Dom who uses BDSM to control women, then terrorizes them. Dara had come from a town a lot smaller than Fort Myers Beach. She was making her own way in the world, taking classes at the community college and working part-time. Sharing an apartment with another girl, a party girl, who took her to a private BDSM event one night in a large home.

I don't want to marry that scumbag nerd, and I also don't want to let the money slip through my fingers. ------------- Thanks for giving this story a chance. I will not disappoint you. The story contains smuts, 18+ content and light BDSM (spanking, hadcuffing, dominating male etc). Move ahead only if you are comfortable. I will not put the warnings in each chapter. Follow my I G page (dayyyyydreamerrr) to view the cast and stay updated about my current and upcoming stories.

“But to be honest, Erna, I like your idea just now about harnesses. Can I include that in my next story idea? Do you mind if I ask a few questions regarding BDSM relationships?” Dania's eyes filled with curiosity. “Yeah… sure. Why not?” Erna said, a little hesitant. “If you don't mind–” “Oh, absolutely not! Some of my acquaintances who are also web novel writers also work on BDSM erotic genre stories. I was curious because according to my current calculations, it's a pretty popular genre." "I see," Erna nodded slowly, turning her body while pulling Bianca's hand. "We will talk later. We better get out now before we're too late." ***