Novel & Cerita F/m Bondage Stories

Spit dripped down his balls, and the fountain water splashed softly behind them, mixing with the filthy sounds of their mouths. “Enough,” Julian growled after a few minutes. His cock was rock-hard and shining, but he didn’t want to cum yet. “Stand up. I’m going to tie you up tonight. With your own rosaries.” Hannah’s eyes lit up, while Rebecca looked nervous but excited. They pulled the long strings of beads from around their necks. Julian took them and led the nuns to the stone fountain. The edge was wide and flat, perfect. He made Hannah bend over first, her big tits pressing against the cool stone. Then he tied her wrists together with her rosary and looped the beads around the iron ring

Humiliation burned hot, but I craved it, moaning vibrations around him. Pulling out, he hauled me up, bending me over the bed. “Spread wide.” I did, ass up. He fetched ropes from a drawer—proper bondage gear—and tied my ankles to the bedposts, immobilizing me. A blindfold followed, plunging me into darkness. Sensory deprivation heightened every touch.

One minute they lord around the house acting like they own everyone, the next minute, they are cuddling against your legs, begging to be pet, and following you everywhere. “It’s called bondage.” My heart quickened in my chest when he suddenly answered. “The human mind is a complex thing. And dangerous things such as restraint, control, and force can arouse us.” “People get aroused from bondage?” I blurted out, and he nodded. “Isn’t that dangerous? The ropes would cut off your blood circulation. How the hell are you supposed to get pleasure from that?” My breath caught in my throat when, in response to my question, Christian’s hand suddenly shot towards my neck, catching me in his grip.

The bond hummed between us. The celebration began. Music played. Food was served. People danced. But I barely noticed. I stayed close to Adrian, our hands linked. Every time I tried to step away, the bond pulled me back. I needed to be near him. "Is this normal?" I asked Luna when she found us. "The mate bond? Yes. It's strongest at first. You'll be able to stand being apart eventually, but right now the magic wants you together." She grinned. "Congratulations. You actually did it. You chose for yourself."

When we entered the bedroom I stopped, taking in what he had prepared. The bed had been stripped down to just the mattress. Black restraints were attached to all four corners. A spreader bar lay on the nightstand next to an array of toys. Paddles. Floggers. Clamps. Vibrators. A riding crop. Everything I had told him I wanted to try. My pussy clenched at the sight. "On the bed," he commanded. "Face up. Arms and legs spread." I climbed onto the mattress and positioned myself exactly how he wanted. Arms stretched above my head. Legs spread wide. Exposed. Vulnerable. My heart was racing so fast I could hear it pounding in my ears.

Damien said, "Natalia is ours for the night. No limits except her safe word. Let's begin." They surrounded her, and Natalia felt six pairs of hands on her body....groping, squeezing, exploring. Someone's mouth on her breast, someone else's fingers in her pussy, someone spreading her ass cheeks. "On the bondage bed," Damien commanded. The bondage bed had restraints at all four corners plus the center. They laid Natalia on her back and secured her....wrists and ankles spread wide, completely helpless. "Who wants her pussy first?" Damien asked. "I do," Marcus said, positioning himself between her legs. His thirteen-inch cock pushed into her, and Natalia moaned.

’’ ‘’Then one day she snuck into my room and gave me a condom. Aaron shrugged. ‘’We were fooling around for almost a year before we stopped.’’ He then smiled. ‘’That woman took my innocence, but she was also the first woman I experienced a three some with. Her, me and her daughter, then me, her and another man. Millie’s husband was starting to get suspicious and that’s why we stopped but she taught me all I know now.’’ My mouth was wide open at the end of the story. ‘’Wow,’’ was all I said.

I put my hands under the table and put it into the middle of my thighs before slamming them against my hands squeezing them tightly. I’m so fucking wet right now and it’s all because my stepbrother rubbed my thighs. What the fuck is happening to me? “You know I can do that for you.” Josh whispers again,his eyes on what I’m doing and I quickly separate my legs. “I can’t believe I’m having so much effect on you.” “Stop dreaming.” I put my hands back on the table and look at Josh. My gaze shifts to his lips and I involuntarily lick mine. I look back into his eyes and almost get lost in it.

"But I do not see it that way. I feel trapped in an endless cycle of bondage. First, My Master and now, you." "You f*cking see this as bondage?" He snarled and pushed deeper into her. "I let you do whatever you want. I let you show off your body and shake your a*s in front of those cøwards who do nothing but fantasize about what's mine. If you think punishing you for talking about other men's cøck in front of me is f*cking bondage, then you're mistaken, Cariño. But by all means, I can show you what bondage really is. Is that what you want?"

I answered, and hurried to do as he commanded. I was able to see, even though I was on the floor. The crowd was oddly considerate and either sat or stood off to the side so the people in back, like us, had a clear view. A man came onto the stage to introduce himself as Master Ethan. His sub was Mary and she was naked. Because of everything I had seen so far, I was not surprised at this. What did surprise me was when Master Ethan brought out the rope and began to explain the art of Shibari. It is a Japanese form of bondage. Master Ethan wove a harness across her thighs and upwards around her breasts. Then he demonstrated how he hooked her harness to a large ring above their heads which I had