Bondage Sex Story Novels & Stories

he breathed, “don’t you know how stunning you are? You have been driving me to distraction over the last few weeks and all I’ve been able to think about is what you would look like in my bed. I wanted you the first time I saw you. I wanted to see you naked, I wanted to push inside you and feel your pussy clench around me, I wanted to touch your skin to feel how soft it would be, to take your nipples in my mouth and suckle them while I watched you writhe beneath me. I wanted to taste you; your lips, your skin, all of you. No, Sweet Lisa, I am not disappointed that it was you who was waiting for me tonight. In fact, if anything, it is a dream come true.” By the time he’d finished speaking, Lis

bringing her right to the edge of orgasm over and over without letting her come, until she was sobbing and begging, and then finally allowing release that was so intense she saw stars. Xavier introduced her to light bondage.....silk restraints that held her in vulnerable positions while he and his brothers took turns with her body. Silas showed her the pleasure of slow, sensual worship....treating her body like a temple, finding every sensitive spot, learning what made her gasp and moan. At hour twelve, they ordered food and fed her by hand while she sat naked between them, their fingers occasionally wandering to tease and touch between bites. At hour sixteen, they drew her a bath and washed

“How do you intend to do that?” She bluffed and laughed at me. “Hmm, have you heard of BDSM?” “Like Masochism and Bondage stuff?” “Yes. Bondage, Masochism, Dominance and Sadism.” “Hmm, i an not sure those are good ideas.” “You would enjoy them, trust me and you would learn so much about these types of sex.” “Does it hurt?” “It is gonna be a bitter sweet feeling and we would take it one by one.” “What one should we start from?”

"Eventually, if you want it. One of us inside you while the other takes you from behind. Or both of us taking you together, filling you completely. But that's advanced, Bella. We'd work up to it over months, maybe years. No rush, no pressure." "What about the BDSM stuff? The ropes and restraints?" "Only if you want to explore them. Bondage can be beautiful—being tied up means surrendering control completely, trusting us to take care of you while you're helpless. Some people find it incredibly freeing. But it's not required. We can have a fulfilling D/s relationship without any of that if you prefer." "And pain?"

I was shaking, clawing at the floor, panting like an animal. “Say it,” he demanded. “Say you want to be knotted. Say you want my come dripping out of you for days. And then I snapped, something broke inside me. “Please,” I cried. “Knot me. Knot me, Alpha. . . please, I need it. . . I need it!” His snarl that followed was savage. He slammed into me one final time, just hard enough to bruise. And his knot popped inside me with brutal force, locking us together.

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He pulled me into the bedroom, stripped me in rough motions, and bent me over the edge of the bed. The first crack of his belt on my ass made me cry out. He gave me three sharp strokes that ignited something between my legs. Tears streamed down my face but my pussy was soaked despite the pain. He flipped me onto my back, tied my wrist to the headboard with the same black rope from the night before, and spread my legs wide. After doing all these, he then stepped back and just looked at me, breathing hard. “You want to test me, Aria?” His voice was rough. “Fine, let’s see how long you last.”

"Maybe we've been living the sex lives we were meant to have." They had one more week in the experiment. Then they'd decide. That night, Scott pulled a coil of soft black rope from the nightstand drawer, letting it slide through his fingers like liquid. "I want to try something. If you're comfortable." Liv's pulse jumped. Over the past weeks she'd discovered she loved bondage, the trust it demanded, the exquisite surrender it allowed. "Yes." He bound her wrists together, then to the headboard, the knots firm but padded. Next came her ankles, spread wide, secured to the footboard so she was open, exposed, helpless. He added the blindfold last, silk cool against her eyelids, plunging her into

"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.

As he stepped closer, his dick hard and glistening with our combined cum, he reached up for the knots and loosened them. Wait. Was he tying me up strictly to keep me captive or for some kinky level of pleasure he preferred, fucking women who were bound up? Bondage. I was lacking a varied sex life, but I'd read romance books. I saw movies. I knew what the term was, but I'd never considered that I would ever be a participant in it. Or that I'd like it so much. Lying here bare and shivering from the force of coming so hard and quickly, I felt vulnerable and exposed. Inside and out. Those intense stares Desmier bestowed on me were piercing, cutting through me like he was looking at my soul and f