Diaper Bondage Novels & Stories

“I’m going to bind your wrists, hoist them above your head, and take you until you forget your own name.” He secures the rope around my wrists, testing the knots. Then he pulls the other end, and my arms rise above me, the rope taut, my weight held securely. The position leaves me completely vulnerable—nipples exposed, cunt open, legs apart. He steps back to admire me. “Beautiful. Now stay still.” He goes to the table and picks up a device—a spreader bar. He fastens it to my ankles, forcing my legs wide. I feel the cool air on my most intimate parts.

I crave it. Alessio climbed onto the bed with deliberate slowness, the mattress dipping under his weight. He knelt between my spread thighs, eyes roaming over every inch of me like he was memorizing the sight. Then he reached for my left wrist and ankle, binding them together with one of the black ties. The silk was smooth but firm as he knotted it securely—not too tight, but inescapable. He repeated the process on the right side, folding me open, my knees bent and pulled toward my shoulders. The position left me completely vulnerable: pussy on full display, ass slightly lifted, arms and legs immobilized in a helpless, spread position. I tested the bonds instinctively. They held. A thrill of

He could just imagine her reaction if he told her that he felt that fucking around would be unfaithful to Jasper Compton. The bedroom door was open, and Reid paused on the threshold to take in the scene before him. “Well, well,” he drawled. “Hello, Gregory. Marcella your shibari is improving.” The beta was on his knees on the mattress, with each wrist and foot bound to a corner of the bed. The rope around each ankle continued up his shins to his knees in decorative twists and turns of yellow silk, before looping to the bedframe below, preventing the beta from sliding down onto his stomach. His arse was pointed towards the door, the position revealing both the beta’s balls clasped by a stretc

“Turn and let me see the view from the back.” It appeared Libby might argue, but she swiveled her hips, tossed her head and twirled around. “Holy mother. That’s the sexiest damn sight I’ve ever seen.” The leather hugged her legs. The cut of the chaps highlighted her rounded, naked ass. The thick strap spanned the curve of her lower back and brought to mind bondage games he’d salivated over in p**n flicks, but hadn’t thought he’d ever get the chance to try. He’d like to tie her up. Bind her hands in all sorts of tempting ways—above her head, behind her back, in front where the ropes would rub against her—

He looked at them with a strange kind of reverence. “What did you use it for, then?” “To make sure you stop playing games with me, Jade.” He opened the box. Black velvet. Luxury. The kind of packaging that only hides the darkest desires. My breath caught. Leather cuffs. A silk blindfold. Things that were meant to take away my control and give it entirely to him. And then I saw it—the smaller, polished piece. My throat went dry. “Killian…” He didn’t answer. He just watched me, studying the flicker of shock in my eyes and the way my lips parted. He was reading me like a contract he intended to rewrite.

I climbed on the bed, feeling extra exposed. “Now it’s time for the fun.” He said and walked around the bed, grabbed my left leg, and rested my arm on top of it. My skin prickled at his touch. He wrapped the rope around my wrist and ankle and knotted it. The rope was surprisingly soft against my skin. It was shiny too, which made me believe it wasn’t regular rope. “Wait… what is this?” Marion repeated the motion, this time around the top of my calf and the crease of my arm. “This is bamboo bondage rope. It shouldn’t burn or irritate your skin.”

Carefully sliding his mate from his lap, Linus took one of Dyllen’s legs with Urkane taking the other. Brite and the bulky beta Yash took an arm each as Dyllen thrashed, trying to get free. There was some strength in the movements, but it felt oddly lacking and the alpha was easy enough to hold down. Skye pulled the alpha’s pants down and Linus could almost hear the dirty joke die in Caige’s throat as an oozing bandage was revealed.

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 pulled me in for a hug. I did not spend the rest of the party obsessing over the fact that Liam and Alex were leaving. What I did was enjoyed myself and dance so freely that even the kids were embarrassed by me. Forbidden means that you can not have something or someone. And historically and by Beacon's values, I could not have a couple of things; like an omega having a good and successful life, and a she-wolf falling in love and getting married to a demon. But I made that sh*t happen. I did that. Lara Zane Meyer did that!

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.”