Books About Bondage Novels & Stories

“You’ve been a bad girl, touching yourself without permission. Time to remind you who owns this body. Hands behind your back, now.” I obeyed instantly, my wrists crossing behind me as he knelt on the bed. The rope was cool and smooth against my skin, his fingers deft as he tied tight knots, binding my wrists securely. The restraint sent a thrill through me, my pulse racing as he moved to my ankles, tying them together so my legs were forced closed, my slick thighs rubbing against my pulsing clit. Then came the blindfold, plunging me into darkness, every sound and sensation amplified. The creak of the bed, the rustle of his sweatpants, his heavy breathing—it was all electric, making my skin p

His hands gripped my throat and his kisses got faster, hotter, and rough that I felt my lips must have gotten swollen. The lights went on and he tore away from the kiss as my eyes caught a weird medley of the red and black covered bedroom. The curtains were red, walls were colored black with paintings of women tied up and their Doms having a whiplash in hand. There were portraits with women that had butt plugs fixed on their asses, genital clamps, bondage, and gagged. The portrait turned me on and I found myself juicing when I kept staring at it before I averted my eyes.

"This is bondage furniture?" "Yes. Disguised. It has stocks, suspension points, St. Andrews cross, tie downs. It's quite creative. Master designed it." "How many employees do you have?" "Nine, all women except for the male slave. It's as many as we can handle in our basement." "Could you hire me. I'd love working with eight women." I laughed. "That depends. Could you submit to our female dominant and wear a cock cage?" "A what?"

She was scrolling through bdsm's history and came across several things and their explanations. The first thing she came across was rope bondage. Her heart thumped as she clicked on it. She read the words on her screen. Rope bondage restricts and restrain the movements of a submissive partner. The rope could either be wrapped artistically around the sub's body, or suspend the sub in the air.

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

“You’re amazing, too. I only meant to share with you what it could be like with another woman. Men aren’t the only ones who can make you feel special. I hope you understand more now.” “I think I like the p**n flicks...or maybe it’s the bondage that I’m curious about.” She caressed Kiera’s cheek, letting her thumb move over soft lips; Sandi looked into her eyes. “Bondage isn’t as kinky as people think. They don’t understand what’s behind the bondage and how it can enhance sexual experiences. Look what the blindfold did for you.” Kiera’s lips were too close; Sandi wet her own as she enjoyed the look of satisfaction on Kiera’s face.

"Though I'm not even going to ask if she knows about those." "Good." His fondness for bondage games was not something he ever wanted to discuss with his son, though if he thought it would help save Lydia, he'd manage somehow. He ran his hands through his hair then squeezed his eyes shut. "But, yeah, the physical bond is definitely there. The best I've ever had, on so many different levels." "The scroll talks about three bonds as well. Three times three." Anissa said. "Heart for love, mind for trust and body for power."

I want it to unfold slowly, giving up its secrets a little at a time; rather like a woman when you think about it. ‘You’re the boss,’ muttered Mark, clearly unhappy with the way things were going. ‘So, what kind of a sex scene is this one?’ Lewis pretended to think about the question for a moment or two. ‘Mild bondage, pseudo-force, that kind of thing.’ ‘Who gets tied up?’ ‘The woman,’ said Lewis with a sigh. ‘Didn't I say at the beginning that this was the way her brother kept her tied to him.’ Mark laughed. ‘You meant literally!’

James shakes his head as he grins, “so.. would you prefer fifty shades or Susie homemaker?” “Hmm,” I hum as I walk slowly over to the bookshelves in the mini red light district. There were a lot of toys on the shelves. Dildos, vibrators, butt plugs, cock rings, some kind of stone eggs I didn’t recognize, and of course an assortment of handcuffs and rope. My curiosity gets the bette of me and I go over to the large X, trailing my hands over the smooth wood and gripping the cuffs. Turning to James I say hesitantly, “I’ve been reading a book. One of Annie’s.. about.. being fully dominated. And I was wondering if we could try that?”

"You can do light bondage or heavy bondage. Do you think you'd enjoy your boyfriend taking complete control of you?" My spine shivered as I slowly nodded, getting excited just by the thought of it. We hadn't really done anything like that before, but I knew in my soul that I would enjoy Drake taking control of me as I was tied up beneath him; completely at his mercy. She pulled down a kit and tossed it to me. I glanced down and read what was inside the package: two silk ropes, blindfold, and two wrist restraints. This would be interesting and I had a feeling Drake would know how to use these things well before I ever would.