Bella Ink Bondage Novels & Stories

Bella nodded through tears. Her body shook violently with each thrust, not from pain—but from how far he’d taken her. She wasn’t herself anymore. She was his. Slowly, with a gentleness that somehow made it even more possessive, he began untying the ropes binding her wrists to the headboard. Her arms dropped limply to the mattress. Then he unbuckled the spreader bar from her ankles. Her legs twitched, sóre and trembling. One by one, he undid the cúffs from her wrists, rubbing slow circles over the marks they left behind.

"Fine." Conan looked—shit, he looked happy. Like he had won something. It hurt. But this was about proving I wasn't just a possessive alpha acting on instinct. This was about showing him he had a choice. "Okay then," I said, straightening. "You give us a real chance. That means real bonding and spending time together and talking and caring for each other. And if when the treatment is over you don't want this... we'll find a witch to break the bond."

she knew he needed them alive. I saw my Bella smile and nodded at her after she had spoken. Henry asked his men to do a count of the girls and to make sure that they were all there! My face lit up as I saw a couple of our men dressed in Henry’s men’s uniforms pretending to be part of their team. From watching my Bella, I could tell that she was also planning something. Those two girls were by her side again and continued whispering! “WHAT IS GOING ON WITH YOU THREE?” Henry shouted at them. My Bella responded in a hoarse, almost a whisper, that they were just scared, and she was only comforting them. Damn! My Bella’s voice was gone, too. That Demon was going to pay for all that he did to her

he said, glancing down at her, “My woman.” The words carried easily, deliberate enough for nearby ears to catch. Camilla’s breath caught. Before she could react, Adrian took her hand and, with quiet confidence, pressed a light kiss to her fingers , not showing off, not tender, just claiming. Bellamy’s brows lifted, impressed. “A pleasure, Miss Camilla,” he said sincerely. “It’s good to see Adrian with someone who looks like she belongs.” Camilla found her voice, soft but steady. “Thank you, Mr. Bellamy.”

I can see in Asmodeus face that he wasn’t too happy about him saying that out loud with me here. “Oh, btw who’s this little cutie, and what brings you here?” “Her name is Bianca, and she’s mine so don’t be touching here. Also, she wanted to here to get a tattoo.” “Yeah, sadly they are very booked today on the tattooing.” “I think they’ll make an exception for me.” Maybe this will be my chance to be able to put a hold on me getting the tattoo, but I’ll ask if there is still a chance to get a piercing.

"Lisa and I own our own business, currently under my husband's company umbrella, though we're hoping to break out of his company shortly. We build bondage furniture. We currently have two other employees; Janet, sitting here with us, and Reneé, another woman." "What's bondage furniture?" Alice asked. "Furniture designed to allow Dominants to tie or confine their submissives for whatever purposes they deem fit. We have a piece in this home we'll show you in a moment," Lisa replied. "You mean for people to get tied up and whipped and shit," Shasta said.

Mid-session, a seductive voice interjects. “Alpha, could you lend a hand with these?” The voice trails a pair of entrancing eyes, and I turn to witness Stella approaching, attired in a hot pink sports bra and skimpy shorts. She was pointing towards the barbells that she could not hold. I assist her, intending to move on, yet her words keep me rooted. “Alpha, you seem stressed. Could I offer a stress-relieving shoulder massage?” Her words dangle like a tantalizing offer, one I respectfully decline with a polite smile before resuming my regimen.

he asked when he saw my face. “Hellebore is controlling Lazarus with a vial of blood.” “Vial of blood?” he asked, sitting up, “blood magic is forbidden in hell, has been for hundreds of years." “You know what it is?” I asked, sitting beside him. He nodded, “A demon can force a bond with someone by taking their blood and keeping it on them, the blood is used in a ritual to bind the being to them with the blood making it impossible to turn down their orders, if they somehow manage to defy an order their blood would boil, and the creature would be rendered to ash. It is not an easy bond to break. It is why it has been outlawed. I outlawed blood magic when I became king because I could see what

“You wanted to see how I serve. Let me show you.” Her fingers worked quickly, unbuckling his belt and unzipping him with practiced ease. His cock sprang free...heavy, veined, and already rock-hard despite the flash of panic in his eyes. For a second he looked like he might stop her, hands gripping the arms of his chair. Elena dropped smoothly to her knees on the plush carpet, her skirt riding up to expose the lacy tops of her stockings. She wrapped her soft, warm hand around the base of his shaft and gave it a slow, firm stroke. David inhaled sharply, body tensing.

It seemed like everyone was leaving me alone. Even Beta Draven took away the rest of the sextuplet siblings on the pretext of “Alpha duties”. What Alpha duties will they do in the Blue Moon Pack !! Suddenly, the lavish lights went out and everything fell into the darkest shade of black known. In the pitch dark, I felt someone slip a blindfold on my eyes and whisper seductively in my ear, “Stay put, Kiss Bandit. You did not think that I would let you go after you teased me relentlessly all those nights and left me all alone with a needy, flaming body in the helpless mornings thereafter, did you ?” she asked in her low raspy voice while tying around a- huh ? A tie around my neck ?