Novel & Cerita Erotic Stories Bondage

Lena grabbed my throat with one hand and my tit with the other, pinching my nipple hard as she pounded me. “This pussy belongs to me now,” she snarled, thrusting even harder. “Every time you see me at family dinners, you’re going to remember how I ruined this tight little cunt.” I was losing my mind. The dirty talk, the bondage, the forbidden thrill of fucking Maya’s sister — it was all too much. Lena suddenly pulled out, leaving me empty and whining. She climbed onto the bench, straddling my face. “Eat my pussy first,” she demanded, lowering her soaked cunt onto my mouth.

“And I’m going to tease this greedy little pussy of yours until you’re screaming. And you’re not going to come until I say you can. And you’re certainly not getting my cock until I decide you’ve earned it.” Her pussy clenched, empty and aching, at his words. The humiliation, the absolute control—it was everything she’d fantasized about for years. She nodded, wordless. “On your back. Legs spread. Arms above your head.” She obeyed, her heart hammering. He moved with practiced efficiency, tying her wrists together with the silk rope and securing them to the wrought-iron headboard. The bonds were firm, unyielding, but the silk was smooth against her skin. He looped more rope around her ankles, t

CONTENT WARNING: This story contains explicit erotic content, including BDSM elements (bondage, gagging, blindfolding), rough sex, oral sex, facials, and power imbalance dynamics. While consent is present, it explores themes of submission and vulnerability. Have fun lovliessss. CHAPTER ONE “What is it, Ronan? C’mon, you can tell me.”

I spread my legs as wide as I could, not willing to think of how exposed I was. He grabbed several neckties and tied each ankle to a post at the bottom of the bed. Then he circled to where my arms were still draped over the side and used his bathrobe to tie them. I pulled on each of the ties to see how well they were tied. I wasn't shocked when I found them perfectly cinched. The ties were tight but not enough to cut off circulation, but enough that I could still feel them and knew I was bound. They added to the erotic nature of this moment, and I could feel myself growing wetter with each moment. The sense of submission settled in like a blanket and I began to relax knowing that nothing was

“I would suggest to you if the wrong male did this to you, you’d feel angry, threatened, afraid. Yes?” “Yes.” “But with me, you have come to believe that even though I’ve taken control, I won’t use it against you—it will be a good experience, not a painful one. Yes?” “Yes.” His eyes got intense. “With the right application, bondage takes a person beyond their control in the hands of another. A pair together, finds boundaries—where the submissive partner is out of control, and perhaps afraid—and explores those boundaries together. The skills I have developed… they aren’t to hurt you, Jess. They’re… they’re to urge you to reach beyond your boundaries, and find freedom by seeking pleasure in wa

I opened eagerly, taking him between my lips, sucking and licking while he threaded his fingers through my hair. Seraphine lay beneath me, her mouth returning to my breasts, fangs piercing again in shallow, teasing bites that sent sparks of pleasure through my already sensitive body. Lucian and Viktor took turns feeding from my shoulders and back, their mouths leaving trails of cooling bites across my skin. The rhythm built once more. Elias pounding into me from behind, his hips slapping against my ass with wet, obscene sounds. Damien fucking my mouth with controlled thrusts, careful not to choke me yet giving me enough to taste the salty precum mixed with the lingering flavor of my blood. S

Ryder and Luca painted my back and breasts with hot ropes of cum. I collapsed onto the couch, a trembling, cum-drenched mess. My pussy throbbed, red and swollen, thighs sticky, lips puffy and sore. Every inch of me ached in the most delicious way. Zane stroked my hair almost gently, his voice low and satisfied. “Good girl, Scarlet. You took all of us so well.” I lay there panting, mind fuzzy with lingering pleasure and shock. What have we done? But as their hands soothed my skin and they pulled me into a warm, tangled pile of bodies, a dark, secret part of me knew I’d crave this forbidden trap again.

She sat on Jax’s lap, pushing her round, soft ass against his hard dick, while Marcus and Leo pushed in from the sides. She was sandwiched between them, feeling their hot breath and strong hands all over her. Marcus grabbed one of her heavy breasts and started to suck on the hard tip, while Leo bit her neck and Jax gripped her thick thighs. Layla was soaking wet, her pussy dripping juice onto Jax’s pants. Jax didn't wait; he pulled her dress up, guided his thick, hot dick to her opening, and shoved inside her from behind. Layla let out a loud, raw scream as he stretched her tight walls, filling her up completely. While Jax slammed into her from behind with a loud, wet thud, Marcus unzipped h

She leaned forward, eager to learn more. Could I tell her about Richard’s playroom? “It’s . . . amazing. I’ve never had better orgasms in my life.” I told her about my love of bondage and sexual submission. I explained that losing control, giving him the power gave me more freedom to embrace the sensuous, erotic feelings and to let go. The combination of pain mixed with the pleasure added spice—like hot sauce—to the experience. I didn’t delve into my personal need for punishment. Roman knew I struggled with ethics of acquitting evil men and women.

The missionary position left me completely exposed to him — nowhere to hide my face, my moans, or the way my body responded to every stroke. “You feel so fucking perfect,” he groaned, hips snapping harder. “So tight and wet for your lord. This is what you wanted, isn’t it? Sneaking into my room every night just to touch yourself while thinking of me.” “Yes…” I whimpered, legs wrapping around his waist instinctively. “Yes, my lord…” He rewarded me with a particularly deep thrust that made me cry out. His pace quickened, the sound of our bodies meeting filling the room. One of his hands pinned my bound wrists above my head while the other gripped my hip, holding me in place as he fucked me tho