Bondage Short Novels & Stories

Their senses were clouded dubiously, they no longer cared for the upgrading sounds of their sex. Soon, Zayn shoots his load into her body, filling her little vagina with his load. Their sweaty bodies panted for air, she softly removes the tank top on her face. "So fucking good... I think I have a new kink." She says to him. "Yeah?" He scrunches his face up, rolling over after pulling out of her. "Bondage." His eyebrows jump with shock. "I never took you'd be one of those girls to like bondage, Cassie. Good."

Dust fell onto their naked skin like dirty rain. Reza used whatever he could find for improvised bondage — old military ropes, torn strips of clothing, and rusted chains from the corner. He tied Soraya’s wrists tightly behind her back, then bound her full breasts in rough loops until they bulged, flushed deep red, veins standing out under the stretched skin. A thick rope was pulled viciously between her legs, the coarse fibers splitting her soaked pussy lips and grinding hard against her swollen clit. Her ankles were forced wide and secured to metal stakes hammered into the dirt floor, spreading her cunt obscenely open.

His tone switched when he said that last statement, and I giggled, not knowing he was completely serious. “Don’t disobey me, little slut. I want you naked on the bed. Lie there and wait for me to come to you. Don’t make me punish you.” He watched as I took off what was left of my clothing and got on the bed. I could see how hard he was over his sweatpants. They did nothing to hide the erection he was sporting. “You may think you know bondage, but you don’t. I have cuffed you to the bed and to the St. Andrew’s cross before, but that’s light. Bondage involves knowing how to knot a woman in ropes in various positions, unable to move or do anything.”

But the noose had strapped this spirit so tightly that there was no way to escape. Wikanya tried to reach for the woman’s body on the bed. She only hoped that once she had owned this body, she would be freed from this hunt. ‘No use’ No matter how hard you try to resist, it’s useless. The power of the lasso that no soul is free from bondage makes it impossible to escape at will. Wikanya was dragged to the front of the gates of Hell. The heat from within was emitted until it was felt. Both arms were strapped with nooses, but she tried to hold on to the edge of the door. She glanced at the light that appeared on the young lady’s body.

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

The man with the short dreadlocks didn't wait for me to move. He grabbed my hips and flipped me over until I was on all fours in the middle of the big bed. My head was hanging low, and my blonde hair was damp with sweat, brushing against the silk sheets. I felt like a broken doll. My body was already buzzing from the other two, but he was fresh and hungry. "Look at this," he hissed, his voice full of dark excitement. "She’s shaking like a leaf. You ready to earn that phone, Blondie? You ready to see how a real man moves?"

“You’re horny right now, aren’t you, love?” Her cheeks burned. “I…” Suki whimpered as Brendan pinched her nipple between his fingers, then gripped her whole breast. “Brendan, I haven’t…” she paused, feeling flustered. “I know,” he said softly. A kindness lingered within him, one he did very well to conceal, but it seemed to make an occasional appearance around Suki. “I want to… when the bond is sealed. I mean, our situation – my situation – it’s–”

*Valéria* (S) Cock Rings (S) Other anal/penile toys Does the Submissive accept the use of Bondage? (S) Hands in front (S) Hands behind (S) Ankles (S) Knees (S) Elbows (S) Wrists to ankles (S) Restraint bars (S) Tied to furniture (S) Blindfolding (S) Gagging (S) Rope Bondage (N) Duct Tape Bondage (S) Leather Cuffs Bondage (S) Suspension (S) Metal Cuffs/Restraints Bondage

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

I said and he quickly locked the bars so they won't move. "OK, love... Anything else?... Doing it standing up can be exerting... If you feel tired or dizzy in the middle then let me know quickly..." he said and I smiled. It's been a few days we have been doing this. I am more comfortable with bondage now. I am no longer scared. "yes..." I said. Smack... " yes, what?" he asked sternly and I realized that he was back to dom mode. "yes sir..." and he hit my breasts this time. He has some whip with many long frills at the end... God knows what weird things he has...