Bondage Short Novels & Stories

We were back in the bondage room, and I intended to make use of every single instrument in sight to unravel her completely. She blinked up at me, but she didn’t protest, she got on her knees quietly and I didn’t waste a second before grabbing the bondage belts and using them to tie her hands behind her. Then I fished out a pair of nipple clamps and attached them to both ends of her hardened buds. “Fuck,” she muttered under her breath, most likely from the feeling of the cold metal clamping her nipples. She looked so unbelievably hot right now, with her tits out and nipples accessorized with clamps, and her hands bonded behind her. The next second, I was slamming my dick into her mouth, too i

With my back to him, I heard him pick up the rope and unwind it. He asked, “Is this what you want? Bondage?” “Yes.” He began by looping the long rope around my chest. When knotted at my breastbone, he split the rope and wrapped it tightly around my chest. Like a stiff bustier, it kept me from taking a big breath. Next, he wound my arms into the matrix, binding them to my sides. I focused on his eyes as he pulled the end of the rope across my back and around my arms. Working like an artist, he wrapped and tightened it, so my front chest expanded, and my back arched. He continued looping the rope around each arm in this way so that the knotted rope became sleeves that bound my arms to my sides

So I attached the bondage cuffs to her wrists and ankles but only attached one wrist to the ropes. It was surprising to her how constrained she felt with that one rope, and how much more freedom I took with her body that way. I raised the bar and got her more involved. I also left off the hood. After tickles, ear nibbles, nipple nibbles, turning her face down to nibble and spank her bottom, rear entry for a bit plus other good times with her body on the semi-loose she finally begged me to tie her down tight like she wanted. She wanted to be stretched out tight, so I did as she asked.

Humiliation burned hot, but I craved it, moaning vibrations around him. Pulling out, he hauled me up, bending me over the bed. “Spread wide.” I did, ass up. He fetched ropes from a drawer—proper bondage gear—and tied my ankles to the bedposts, immobilizing me. A blindfold followed, plunging me into darkness. Sensory deprivation heightened every touch.

She moaned quietly and started o squirm and fidget. We had played around with some bondage before, but never to this extent. I wasn't sure how far she wanted to take this, and she certainly couldn't tell me. I grabbed the clips attached to her nipples, and gave them a slow, steady tug. She moaned even louder, and squirmed even more. I released them after thirty seconds, and started to unbutton and take off my shirt. She had a desperate look in her eyes as she watched me undressing. Shirt finally removed, I tugged again at her nipples, this time a shorter, more forceful tug. She seemed to like that so I did it three more times. I then took good hold of the clips and pulled them up, farther an

When he grabs her wrist, she feels something silky around them. Aaron grabbed his tie in his fist. "What are you doing?" She tried to push herself away from him, but she failed to fight back with me. "Want to be the tough guy here, huh?" He shakes her head, "No." "Then stop controlling your hormones now and show me your true side." "Lift your arm to the back of your head." She follows his instructions while lifting her arm back to her head. He starts tying her hands together with his tie. "This is called bondage."

the whole shelf was decorated with Bondage rope , Spreader bars and yokes ,Collars , Anal hook , arm binder , Gags , bondage tape , Ankle Cuffs , Floggers , whips , paddles , canes , cat suit , chastity belts , Nipple Clamps , Pussy pumper. He took the red hanky and blindfolded her...she shook at his sudden blindfolding ....she said "Hey....darling what aaaaaah" ...she screamed because she felt a sudden force on her body....he threw her in bed with a force because she was calling him darling continuously ....

I'm itchy, trying to peep straining my neck,my eyes are glued on a small room with papers littered everywhere. Cracking sound of door opening makes the hair on my neck stand up, jolting up and I stand straight with my eyes on the floor, spice and clean aftershave fills the air, moving my eyes towards the source, tying a white towel down his lower hip, I deep v line is exposed runs down the low hanged towel, my eyes wondered up, his abdomen is bare droplets of water slips his tone muscular chest, it all muscle lean dark muscle. Moving my eyes up, I'm horrified and quickly look down shyly.

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 becomes a sanctuary where they ca

“I hope tomorrow I better understand why I don’t need a man right now.” “I’m glad I can help you come to that realization. Ready for some bondage? You’ve not watched any of these before, have you? It might make you too horny and you’ll want that asshole back up here.” Sandi shrugged a shoulder. “Hell no! Tonight, I’m open to learning new things. I’m seriously considering your offer to model for Daniel, too. Who knows what might happen.” Sandi pressed the remote and the snap of a whip sounded as a leather bustier came into view, the camera panning up to show the woman with a ball gag, her hands tied above her head and then down to her ankles spread wide, connected to hooks in the floor.