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⚠️ Disclaimer: This story is drenched in bondage, submission, BDSM, and dark role play. Only keep reading if you’re strong enough to surrender and curious enough to crave what happens next! ~~~ I have been stripped naked with my wrists bound behind my back for what seems like hours. In reality, My boyfriend, Liam and I have only spent a short time in the dungeon with our new mistress, Mistress Selene, but time has no meaning trapped within the confines of the dungeon’s cold, stone walls.

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."

They asked, their voice cold and dominant. My brain stalled but my mouth fell open with a wince, “Yes… Cage me into submission, Daddies.” <><><><><><><><><><> BOUND BY HIS RULES will return, reborn, reheated, and darker as CAGED BY DADDIES RULES and if your pulse isn’t already misbehaving, it will be. Who’s feeling that heat pooling in between their legs??? In the next series, it will be an explosive and infuriatingly hardcore Gay short erotica stories compilation where filthy boys and dangerously hungry men chasing the very thing they shouldn’t crave.

“I would suggest to you if the wrong male did this to you, you’d feel angry, threatened, afraid. Yes?” “Yes.” “But with me, you have come to believe that even though I’ve taken control, I won’t use it against you—it will be a good experience, not a painful one. Yes?” “Yes.” His eyes got intense. “With the right application, bondage takes a person beyond their control in the hands of another. A pair together, finds boundaries—where the submissive partner is out of control, and perhaps afraid—and explores those boundaries together. The skills I have developed… they aren’t to hurt you, Jess. They’re… they’re to urge you to reach beyond your boundaries, and find freedom by seeking pleasure in wa

Stepping out of the fabric pooled around his legs, he doled out another one of his commands, "On the bed, bella." I did mindlessly, under a heady spell of dominance and submission because somehow it made my heart flutter and my pussy quiver with need. "Give me your hands, love" he demanded, and when I offered, he shackled them to headboard stretching above my head. Instinct made me pull, but in all our sexual encounters, I have come to realize that it was the vulnerability of sexual bondage that gave me the ultimate pleasure. Maybe this was the reason I let him take me to the dark places I didn't know I possess.

But in this case,people much worse, more dangerous, more brutal. And so,these children; all teenagers, with the exception of one, nicknamed the bully; fell into the hands of those who seek this evil pleasure. Not just to be stripped of their freedom but to become live players unknowingly. Their lives,an entertainment to their benefactors. And so,the horror of their lives began. -THE BONDAGE TRILOGY "Cameras are ready, sir Auctor." Sir Auctor looked up from the computer system he was operating, his eyes sharp and bright.

I had never known this part of my mother existed. Madison pushed Mason onto the bed. He smiled wickedly, laying back without resistance, his powerful body on full display. “Let your mama show you how to take a man properly, baby girl.” She climbed on top of him first, straddling his hips and sinking down onto his thick cock in one smooth motion. Mason groaned, hands reaching for her ass. But Madison was faster. She snapped handcuffs around his wrists, chaining them to the headboard, then secured his ankles. He was completely at our mercy now — spread, helpless, and throbbing.

His eyes lit up when I handed him the flowers, a soft, genuine smile touching his lips. He guided me past the main public floor into a private suite locked behind a heavy steel door. "The Master told me you'd be coming back tonight," Jake murmured, setting the flowers on a side table. "She said you couldn't resist." I raised an eyebrow, intrigued by this mysterious owner, but before I could ask, Jake began shedding his clothes. He stood bare before me, his eyes dark with intent. He reached for a leather chest on the bed, pulling out restraints and toys. Within minutes, he had my wrists chained to the leather headboard above me and my legs secured wide apart.

Julian growled, walking towards the door and locking it, before climbing onto the bed. He grabbed my ankle and pushed down to lay on the bed, now hovering above me. "How do you want me to punish you for suggesting we need things between us?" He demanded, fondling my boobs through my clothes. "I don't know, anyhow you deem fit." I moaned out as he pinched my nipples. "Very well then." His hands left my boobs, going down between us. To his pants specifically to unbuckle the belt. He pulled it out, grabbing my hands and wrapping the belt around them, not enough to leave a mark but enough to hold my hands down.

"Pound me like you did Emma. Make it hurt so good!" Emma watched from the desk, her legs spread wide and tied down, her pussy dripping even more. "Daddy, please," she begged, her submissive tone soft but desperate. "Fuck me harder and faster too. I need your cock stretching my tight pussy again. Don't leave me empty." I pulled out of Lila's soaked cunt with a wet pop and stepped forward to slam straight into Emma's tight hole. Her virgin walls clamped around me as I thrust hard and fast, my balls slapping her ass. Emma moaned loud, her tied body jerking on the desk.