Diaper Bondage Novels & Stories

Perfect for the bondage games they liked to play on those long ago visits, and perfect for tonight. "What? What are you doing?" Ron whispered urgently as Beth fastened each wrist out toward the corner of the bed. She did the same thing to his ankles, leaving him spread like an X, but with enough play in the positioning of the restraints to allow him some wiggle room. "So, if you want this to go as I plan, and believe me, you do, then you are to be the most gullible kid ever tonight. No matter what I say, or we do, you just play along, okay?" Beth instructed him as she had so many times over the past few days, as she covered him back up with the sheet. She tucked it in securely beneath his hi

Cassie lays on her bed, her chest on the bed with her legs hanging in the air as she talked to her best friend, Brandon over a video call. With each pop of a new conversation that gets her excited, she would wiggle her behind. She enjoyed the feeling of her plump butt shake each time she didn't wear her panties.

There's a bondage gear, where it would spread my legs wide opened, no chance on closing them as the steel can be locked and it comes with a pair of leather handcuff attached to each end of the gear. ". David knows what to do with this on you tonight," Jack stated excitedly. To my surprise, my inner slut is excited too. Boy, that is hot I must admit. Pair them with that big dildo vibrator, umph. I squirmed in excitement. "Someone likes the ideas I see." Jack mocked as I bit my lower lip in embarrassment. "Well..." I shrugged. "This is good, to be honest." "Thank you." Jack bowed his head, jokingly. "Does David knows how to use these?"

He was able to convince his father to drop the ultimatum, but sadly, at the cost of getting involved in a scheme to steal away the sacred orb. “You can leave,” Harvey stares at me. “And Lara? Please do remember the little talk that we had about condoms.” His reminder causes my eyes to widen. I nod quickly as my face gets red from embarrassment. Zayn and the others are looking at me weirdly. “Condoms, huh?” Bunny chuckles when we have left the presence of the Lycan. We head to one of the rooms we were given here in the mansion. “It’s a long story,” I reply to her, and she smirks.

he asked, stepping closer to where Nina stood with a lustful look on his face. “What are you doing?” I struggled against my bonds. “Leave her alone!” The warrior seemed to take my words as a challenge. He raised his hand to Nina, who glared at him defiantly. “Aarlon stop!” Another warrior interrupted him, regardless, he pushed Nina. Aarlon turned to me with a satisfied smile on his face. “On a second thought, you are right, I shouldn’t soil my hands with the disgusting blood of these Omegas.” I glanced back at Nina, relieved they were all right. “Nina… take care of Abigail,” I whispered, trying to seem calm as the warriors resumed dragging me away. “I will be fine, I promise you.”

Levantus speaks next. “Can you be unbound? Get your vision back and unlock your abilities? Anyone who turns out to be like you?” I furrow my brow and consider his question. “Moira, the witch who healed me said that the binding isn’t permanent, but it’s very strong. It would take a decent amount of power, the right kind of ritual to do the unbinding. It’s possible killing the one who did it could lift it, but that is an unknown.”

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

Both arms together now with the ribbon circling my forearms, it keeps my arms bound together. If I just pull on this... loose strand... at the end of the cone... I can... close the loops and... yes! Pulling on the strand tightens my restraints, perfectly encasing my slender arms in my own ribbon bondage, pinning them together for the sake of daddy's gift! I can't separate them, which makes a sudden flash of fearsweat hit my skin. Oh, boy! It makes me nervous knowing that there's no going back, that

EMBERLY* I patiently wait as Derrick strokes and braids the Japanese silk rope in shibari knots from my lower torso up and around my breast, then up and over my shoulders as he weaves the material along my spine. I relish in the feeling of my breast jutting out between the bindings of the silk rope that tingle and throb, making my core pound. I can feel my fluids coating the inner layer of my thighs. I do my best to keep from coming as Derrick works his magic. He sucks and nibbles at my flesh as he works the silk rope and knots up and down my back. Derrick's hooded gaze meets my own as he puts me in a standing position. He licks and fingers my sex before binding the outer edges of my folds u

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