Catheter Bdsm Stories Novels & Stories

Then he strokes his free hand down my body, pushing the sheet down as he does so. 'You like it rough, don't you, Principessa? Of course you do, that bastard Santino is into BDSM. He likes to whip his girls. So you'll enjoy this.' He pinched my nipple between his fingers, then twisted it hard, making me scream out in pain. 'That's right, baby, scream for me.'

I exclaimed, already imagining him tied up in chains while his boyfriend whips him. “How much do you know about it?” He asked. “Well, I have watched some videos on the internet and read a few things. I mean, who has never heard of bdsm these days?” I replied, trying to remember what I exactly saw. “I know it involves a lot of leather, whips, bondage and pain. Oh my goodness, are you into that? Is Grayson dominant? Like, does he tie you up and whip you and fuc..” Ahhh, just keep quiet, Jasper.” He whisper-yelled at me, quickly glancing back towards the open door.

That one finger that had penetrated me was now joined with another and his thumb was now circling my clit, while I stood there and took this pleasurable abuse from my own stepbrother, Gabriel. “Oh my god, were a woman in a past life?” He knew exactly what he was doing. He was touching on my G spot, which was not something that any man could easily do. “Damn it, you’re making it very hard to resist you… Jesus… Oh yeah, right there… Yes, right there… AHHHHHHH.” We were both semi dressed and he had just made me cum all over his fingers and the inside of my shorts. I was just glad that I was wearing my black ones, because the white ones would’ve shown the obvious evidence of what we had done tog

vulnerable. The altar sat bare in front of me. With one quick movement he lifted me up onto it. “Lay back.” This was so wrong. I took a deep breath and leaned back until I was on my back, draped over the altar, my breasts heaving, my nipples pointing to the painted ceiling, which I’d never noticed before. Father Michaels opened the box, pulling out clothespins. Clearly he’d put them in there when I wasn’t paying attention. First, he put a clothespin on each of my swollen nipples. Exquisite pain shot through my breasts. Then it felt incredibly good. Finally, he put three clothespins on each of my labia. It pinched at first, but the sensation of being bound sent pleasure through me. I moaned,

The ropes bit into her skin in pretty patterns, and the sight made my nipples tighten against my dress. My breathing was getting shallow. I could feel myself getting wet, the slickness between my thighs impossible to ignore as we moved from scene to scene. Alexander pointed out different kinks: a St. Andrew’s cross with a man being caned until his ass glowed red, a couple engaged in sensual wax play where hot drips made the woman gasp and writhe, a quiet corner where a Domme had her submissive licking her boots while she casually chatted with friends. Every explanation he gave was calm, but his voice grew rougher with each one. I noticed the way his hand froze at my back, his fingers occasio

“We’re not done. Rossi and Rosso’s exchanged glances, then Rosso turned me around so I was on all fours. Rossi sat in front of me while Rosso grabbed his favorite dildo. Rosso inserted the dildo slowly into my wet pussy. I choked on a gasp. Slowly, he took it out and spat on my asshole. Slowly at first, he pushed the dildo in my ass. I needed the freedom to moan and scream. My eyes swelled with tears. Rosso kept fucking my ass with the dildo till most of it was in me. Rossi retrieved his dick, drool leaked from my mouth as I gasped for air. He pressed hard against my throat until faint spots danced across my vision and the heat blazed hotter in my body.

He sighs and impatiently pushes me down so my ass is to him. I nod. My hands grip tightly to the leather, body stiffens in expectation, asshole gaps wider, literally breathing. He pulls out my gaping ass and slams right in! Breaking my tight ass! Forcing his fat cock inside, so hard and deep that I jerk! “Ooohhh fuck!!!” My scream is muffled as moans. My fingers clutch tightly into the leather, ruining it, sketching cat scratches on the once-smooth couch as my body responds to his torture.

Warning: Explicit sexual content, group sex, extremely rough sex, BDSM elements, consensual intense experience. 18+ only. All characters are adults. "OH GOD! OH FUCK! DAMIEN!" Serah's scream echoed through the penthouse suite, raw and primal, as Damien's massive cock hit a spot inside her that shouldn't exist.....a depth that defied anatomy, a place that made her see actual stars bursting behind her clenched eyelids.

Instead he opened his drawers, I thought it was a fucking condom he wante sto bring out, he brought it out though as long with a lube, but something about was with it Some black ropes and a chain “H…huh?” I stanmered, but he only smiled wider He didn’t say fucking shit, didn’t tell me this was how he liked it BDSM!!!

I don’t know how I'm going to make it home before I blow my load, or even worse, before someone notices my hard-on! I decide to make a quick pit stop at the town library and use the combination of their public toilets and the free Wi-Fi to relieve myself. I quickly lock the only cubicle in the men’s bathroom and sit down, I put my earphones in and immediately go to my phone's videos where I store a large amount of p**n. I quickly click play on one of my favourite screaming videos and start to jerk my 8” cock. I’m already ready to blow my load and the screaming and hot ladies aren’t helping. Suddenly I imagine Mrs Sinclar jerking me and it’s all too much as I shoot stream after stream of cum