Bondage Novels & Stories

“I can tie you to this bed and keep you as my prisoner until you’re either too old, or too lost in my love, to leave me.” “Do you think tying me up would do it? I can still scream you know.” “I can remedy that as well, but I probably wouldn’t. I like hearing you scream,” he winked at her, and began teasing one of her nipples with his long finger. “You wouldn’t really tie me up?” she asked, her throat was very dry, and her heart skipped a beat. Was she in danger with this man? “Without a doubt,” he admitted proudly. “You know, bondage isn’t only for holding a person hostage. It can be very enjoyable as well.”

The room also holds an array of beautifully crafted toys, each one designed to tease and please. Amidst this carefully curated setting, Karen sits in front of a mirror, dressed in a delicate lingerie set. Her expression is one of contemplation rather than sadness, as she combs her hair with gentle strokes. The room is not a place of negativity or power imbalance, but rather a space where trust, communication, and consent form the foundation of their intimate connection. David's approach to bondage is rooted in love and respect for Karen. They have open conversations about boundaries and desires, ensuring that both partners feel safe and comfortable. The room b

One minute they lord around the house acting like they own everyone, the next minute, they are cuddling against your legs, begging to be pet, and following you everywhere. “It’s called bondage.” My heart quickened in my chest when he suddenly answered. “The human mind is a complex thing. And dangerous things such as restraint, control, and force can arouse us.” “People get aroused from bondage?” I blurted out, and he nodded. “Isn’t that dangerous? The ropes would cut off your blood circulation. How the hell are you supposed to get pleasure from that?” My breath caught in my throat when, in response to my question, Christian’s ha

He answered. When he told me that word, the word BDSM started to repeat in my mind many times until I got what he wanted. "Oh, do you want a BDSM in my condominium unit?" I asked, he just nodded in answer, and after that, he started to tie me up using that chain to the headboard of my bed as we transferred there. He then kissed me so wildly. He began to tie my hands, and then he started to tie my feet, and after that, he kissed me on the lips and smiled at me broadly. "Darling, I will put bondage on your mouth, okay? But before that, I will use your saliva as a lubricant. Can I do that? Please?" Andrew begged.

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

"That's not going to work." Sebastian smirked. "The handcuffs are infused with magic and can't be broken. They didn't hold that feral vampire, but they will hold you." Helena stared at him defiantly, refusing to give in. Sebastian laughed as he watched her struggle.

He loved the feel of her hair in his hand; so soft and long. Annie felt like a princess as she let him take care of her hair. “Never in my wildest dreams would I have thought that you knew how to braid.” She teased. Eric chuckled. “I have three sisters and Elaina made sure I knew how to do a french braid. She would always insist I do them for her.” He finished on time and Annie stood up from the tub to admire herself in the mirror. “I love it. Thank you!” She smiled. He moved closer to her and wrapped his left hand around her waist. He reached for his phone with his right hand and took a bathroom selfie of them. Annie gave her best smile and they did different poses and took as many shots as

What's so special about her. Calling the guards attention, I asked her to be tied up, after which she was given a hundred lashes, while she cried in pains. With every scream of her, I felt my heart tightened in pain, I felt really hurt, seeing her hurt, as much as my demon wanted to stop them, I didn't let him, as I kept restraining him.

I gasped. Before I could slap his hand away, he moved fast, grabbing my wrists and pinning them above my head with his one big hand. The rope came next. He twisted quickly, looping it around my wrists, then tying it to the simple wooden headboard. I tugged hard, but the knots were firm and tight. Bondage. Actual rope bondage from my asshole cousin. My pulse raced with fury and… arousal. I was getting soaked quickly. “Caleb! Untie me right now, you prick.”

"Good morning, Lady Anastasia." "Good morning!" She answered so quickly the words nearly tumbled over one another. "Oh, hurry!" She clasped her hands together, bouncing lightly on the spot. "Please, hurry!" A ripple of soft laughter passed between the maids. "As you wish, my lady.” They carefully helped her change. Layers of rich crimson and black settled comfortably over her slender frame, tailored not for elegance alone but for speed, movement, and the wilderness that awaited beyond the fortress walls. Leather bracers were secured snugly around her forearms.