Bondage Books Novels & Stories

Chapter 17: She Is Ours Logan For the next section, there are definitions included with each part to add additional clarification. She said yes to bondage using cuffs, heavy, intricate and light bondage, locks, spreader bars, suspension and whole body restrictions using the material of chains, leather, ropes, scarves and tape. Some of the more intense and advanced things she rated as a combination of hard and soft limits. Like before, she has had no experience with any. "Breath play?" Kingston asked.

I placed my thumb in his mouth and he sucked on it, eyes duly focused on me like his small mouth could swallow my cock. My cock fought the restraints of my pants as Leslie's tongue laced around my thumb. “I’ll take you to that room, strip you, and hold you down. I’ll touch you so much you’ll beg me with tears and slick, leaving your body as you sob in pleasure from the pain of anticipation. I’ll bite on your nipples until it’s swollen and leave bond marks in more than your nape for my omega to wear with pride.” Leslie moaned and wrapped his arms around my shoulder. He kissed me before I could finish all my promises and I lifted him into my arms.

He immediately carried her in his arms and placed her on the bed. “Ohh.” she moaned as Alexei roughly dropped her on the bed. “On your knees.” He ordered and like a puppet, she did as she was told, he took both her hands and tied it so tight behind her that she couldn’t untie herself no matter how hard he tried. Bondage sex was something she’d always enjoyed and how this stranger knew that, she had no idea. She did nothing to stop him as he continued tying her up. “Bend over” He ordered and she bent that her naked behind was against Alexei’s hard cock already and without warning, he rammed his dick hard into her that she had no time to prepare but she enjoyed it anyways as she let out a loud

It dictated the use of rigid bondage ropes for aesthetic body ties, alongside specialized restraint sheets and straps to pin the partner firmly to the bed. Under the Sensory Deprivation category, the parchment listed blindfolds, ball gags, and leather muzzles designed to completely restrict speech and enforce the absolute dynamic of submission. In the Spanking and Sensation Play section, there was the explicit use of crops, whips, and heavy leather paddles to deliver strikes of varying, punishing intensities. Finally, under Control and Symbolism, the terms included collars, masks, and submissive hoods. I was utterly horrified. Every single fiber of my being screamed at me to slam the folder

The kinky room lays in a display of weird bondage sex images. My nerves are jumpy as I take in the models in bondage pants, chastity toys—especially the males, yokes, anal hooks, spreader bars, pussy clamps, bondage bed. I step closer, watching each of the pictures intently as my heart jack-knife against the wall of my chest. Grazing my fingertips at some of the pictures, I find out it’s somehow turning me on. Am I sort of insane? How can be so turned on seeing this?

I respond. Approval lights his eyes. “Good girl. Seems like you've done some research. Let's see what you've selected.” He scans the checklist. “Bondage, sensation play, impact play. Hard stops are watersports, servitude, and group sex. Open to negotiation, though. Explain your hard stops—not to convince you otherwise, just so I know the boundaries clearly.” “Fair enough, sir. You promise confidentiality?”

I wasn't sure what, exactly, but ever since the cosmic reshaping, I'd felt an inexplicable pull towards this forgotten corner of our territory. A glint caught my eye - a sliver of silver peeking out from between two crumbling tomes. Heart racing, I gently eased the books apart. There, nestled in the shadows, lay a slim volume bound in shimmering, opalescent leather. As my fingers brushed its surface, a jolt of energy surged through me. This was it. This was what I'd been searching for. With trembling hands, I lifted the book from its resting place. Its cover bore no title, only an intricate pattern of swirling lines that seemed to shift and dance as I watched. Taking a deep breath, I opened

I fixated my gaze on the book, giving it all my attention, trying to get distracted from the hunger, that kept trying to take over me. After reading with an empty stomach for what seemed like forever, I started feeling weak and sleepy, I couldn't even get on my feet, so I just laid on the mat, and allowed sleep take over me, taking me to dreamland. "Let me go you bastard!" I growled angrily, as I kept struggling to free myself, from the two hefty men, that held me down on my knees. Looking around the place, I realized that I was in what seemed like a courtroom. How did I got here? What have I done?

“So next, I’ll give you the book. It’s called 'The Submissive’s Path: 30 Fundamentals of BDSM.' After reading through the foundations, you’ll get a contract to review. Within this 15-day period, I’ll take note of your interest through our conversations, your body, and verbal responses. You can confirm them in the contract before signing. How’s that sound?” He responded softly, “Yes, Sir.” I walked out to the study, picked up the book, and came back, dropping it in front of him. The cover was a sleek grey with a striking image: a bare man blindfolded with silk ties, ropes binding his hands upward, wearing nothing but delicate lace panties, a paddle clenched between his teeth. His body glisten

And he certainly got a reaction, as I alternated between blushing and flushing as we went over terminology I could never even have imagined. Some items were as innocent as a blindfold, but then it ratcheted up to bondage. Light bondage, heavy bondage, leather, chains, ropes and restraints. Suspension, harnesses, manacles and cuffs. So many ways to control another person, I was overwhelmed on page one. Gags: Cloth, ball, rubber, phallic, ring. Full head. Straight-jackets, yikes. Impact play, which would be spanking, flogging, whipping, metal, leather, crops. Face slapping. Oh and I won't even get into all of the sexual activity it outlines. Because everything else didn't have to involve sex a