F/m Bondage Stories Novels & Stories

Raymond hissed, his hands fisting in my hair to steady my head while he positioned himself. He drove in with a single, powerful lunge. I let out a muffled scream against Richard’s cock, my body jerking forward from the force of the impact. Raymond filled me completely, his massive size stretching my pussy to the absolute limit. It was a sensory overload—Richard’s thickness filling my mouth and throat, while Raymond’s aggressive weight hammered into me from behind, his hips meeting mine with a jarring, rhythmic force.

She stared out across the water and willed him not to push that line of thought any further. After a moment's hesitation, he nodded. "Okay, anal is a hard limit." He lifted her hand and lightly brushed his lips across her knuckles. "How about bondage? Are you okay with blindfolds, being tied up, gagged, that kind of thing?" Jackie imagined herself tied up and at Scott's mercy, and felt a surge of moisture between her thighs. She chewed her lower lip. "Yes, I'd like to try it."

Jennifer: Shrug emoji. I decided to take a different tack. This time, rather than pick safe, general stories, I chose a bunch of different categories and sent my favorites from each. One was romantic, about a couple falling in love. The next was about a wife who sleeps with another man. Another had a husband bringing in his best friend for a threesome. I chose one that had some bondage (not my thing, but I picked a story that was highly rated). I sent a Lesbian story and a Gay male one (again, I relied on the ratings). I linked a story about watching two people have sex in the woods, and one about a girl riding a sybian for the first time. I skipped two categories: nonconsent and incest. As

They asked, their voice cold and dominant. My brain stalled but my mouth fell open with a wince, “Yes… Cage me into submission, Daddies.” <><><><><><><><><><> BOUND BY HIS RULES will return, reborn, reheated, and darker as CAGED BY DADDIES RULES and if your pulse isn’t already misbehaving, it will be. Who’s feeling that heat pooling in between their legs??? In the next series, it will be an explosive and infuriatingly hardcore Gay short erotica stories compilation where filthy boys and dangerously hungry men chasing the very thing they shouldn’t crave.

Leo kept screaming, so he knew at once that he was till under Tania's manipulation and she was nearby but before he could think further something suddenly trapped his ankle and when he looked it was bead that had caught his ankle. "Tania,"he looked up at once and saw her. "What did you do?" She let out an evil smirk while laughing cheekily"that bead stops all your powers from working. So Taynor you are vunerable before me now." "What the hell do you want?" he snapped "My master wants you"grinned Tania "You won't get away with this" "Oh! I already have!"she smiled. ** For the past few days, Zenia had been doing fine. The strange things stopped happening but somehow she knew someday it was goi

Think her weak or easy? “Last time I’m going to tell you,” he swore. “Put your hands on the wall or things will get a whole lot more serious.” More serious? What was left, besides having sex? Her body jumped in anticipation at that thought. “You’re not listening. I guess you want to be tied down, Morgan.” “No,” she snapped and put her hands on the wall high above her head. But she wasn’t sure she hadn’t lied. The idea of bondage sounded primitive and tacky on the surface. Something only people who couldn’t respond to “normal” sex did. But in a handful of minutes, Jack had forced her to face her own fantasy.

she told him. “Yes, you can. You just need a few minutes to relax.” She frowned beneath her mask. He said he would stop if she told him to, but now he was refusing. “I know what you’re thinking,” he told her, the amusement echoing in his soft tone. “The point of bondage is to push beyond your comfort zone, to force a deeper satisfaction than you ever thought you could experience. You just need a few minutes to relax before we start again.” Sandra’s frown remained. She didn’t think she could endure more, she was spent, her arms hurt, and her legs ached.

“Bondage, discipline, dominance, submission but in my domain it’s my rules. You sign the contract you follow them.” He pulled out papers from a drawer. “Here, read it.” I took the papers. It was typed out clear. It said Elena Harper agrees to one night with Alexander Black. Physical acts include restraint, spanking, light pain play. No permanent marks, payment upon completion. Confidentiality both ways and no emotional attachment. I looked up. “This is strict. What if I can’t do something?” “Then you say red,” he said. “I stop, but if you sign, you try. No backing out halfway unless you safe word.”

⚠️ Disclaimer: This story is drenched in bondage, submission, BDSM, and dark role play. Only keep reading if you’re strong enough to surrender and curious enough to crave what happens next! ~~~ I have been stripped naked with my wrists bound behind my back for what seems like hours. In reality, My boyfriend, Liam and I have only spent a short time in the dungeon with our new mistress, Mistress Selene, but time has no meaning trapped within the confines of the dungeon’s cold, stone walls.

You want to know how things are going for us romantically and physically. Our sex life is exemplary, thank you very much. I won’t lie and say we are humping like bunnies. But we do have sex, and it’s always great. Over the years, we’ve experimented sexually as Cassidy continued making great strides in her recovery from what that douchebag did. We tried bondage once. It was a no go with Cassidy being tied up or blindfolded. She went into full panic mode, and we decided it wouldn’t be for us. If bondage does come into the bedroom, I’m getting tied up. And I’m a-okay with that.