Female Bondage Stories Novels & Stories

"But we'll leave these for the moment. I want to show you what's in the bedroom." Tracie could already feel her insides quivering as images of using these items raced through her mind. During the past two days, whenever Pete had been out of the office, she'd surfed the web searching for anything she could find on bondage. She was glad he wasn't into the whole Dominant/submissive thing that she found many articles on. She didn't think she could be that extreme. But the thought of doing some of the things she read about excited her in a way she'd never thought possible.

as Gwen lowered down and began sucking on the juicy meat, kissing and caressing her stepmother's skin. These were the kinds of thoughts that kept him up at night. Furiously stroking away, that is. Imagining and dreaming... hoping and praying! Though knowing that never in a million years could his mother-daughter threesome experience ever come to fruition. It was the kind of thing left to outlandish p**n videos and subpar smut. The kind of unbelievable, entirely outrageous story lines where several sexy women just miraculously throw themselves at a young, horny man – as if his penis possessed some ungodly power that women found irresistible. No, not Harry... he knew better than to equate real

I was dangerously close. My back arched off the bed, two fingers buried deep inside my soaked pussy as I read the filthiest part of the story — the part where the two older men had the girl pinned between them, stretching both her holes while calling her their perfect little whore. “That’s it, baby. Take both our cocks like a good girl.” My thighs started shaking. I was right there… when my mother’s voice suddenly cut through the door. “Serena! Dinner!”

I told her. “What! We are Americans, and one more thing, the don’t know shit, these people aren’t as, well, uh, flexible, as we are?” she is outspoken, brazen, and ridiculous. But she definitely made our night. We have drinks for a few more rounds. “So, I am curious about these things your boyfriend wants you to do, huh?” I ask boldly, with the help of the alcohol. She pounds the table and begins to tell her story, “Huh! Well, you see,” then she begins to whisper the censored part, “He wants us to do anal sex, and then deep throat, and bondage.”

"Look at how wet she is. Dripping all over the bed. She loves being fucked like this." Marcus's grip on my hair tightened. He began to fuck my throat faster, harder, using my mouth like it was made for his cock. I could barely breathe, could barely think, but I didn't care. The lack of control was intoxicating. Behind me, Jade was relentless. She drove the strap-on into my ass with punishing force, her hands gripping my hips so tight I knew there would be bruises tomorrow. The sound of her hips slapping against my ass filled the room, mixing with my muffled moans and Marcus's groans.

They fuck me through it, drawing the orgasm out until I’m sobbing, legs shaking uncontrollably. Before I can recover, they flip me onto my hands and knees. The blindfold stays on. Someone grabs my hair, arching my back. New fingers push into me from behind. Deeper this time. A different rhythm — rougher. Another woman reaches under me to play with my swinging breasts, tugging my nipples hard. “Such a perfect submissive whore,” someone says. “Husband works hard to buy this big house and you’re in here getting gangbanged by the neighborhood wives.”

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I cried out, moving my hips to meet her tongue but she pinned me down with her arms and kept licking like she wanted to devour every drop of arousal my body had to offer. Belle watched us from her bound position. Tasha didn't slow down. She sucked my clit even harder, then pushed two of her delicate slender fingers deep inside me, curling them against that spot that made my legs quiver. Her tongue never stopped moving, licking around her fingers while wet sounds of her finger fucking me filled the room. Belle turned my face to her as much as her bonds would allow and leaned in. Her lips collided with mine, tongue pushing past my lips for more access.

When she added a third finger, Vivian’s hips bucked up. Bruno stood beside the bed. He watched the whole thing with lust in his eyes. His mother and stepsister ate each other in the 69 position. Their bodies moved together. His cock stood rock hard. He stroked it slowly while he enjoyed the view. Brie’s ass pressed down on Vivian’s face. Vivian’s hips pushed up into Brie’s mouth. He couldn't wait any longer. He climbed onto the bed and got behind Vivian. Seeing her round ass shaking made Bruno even harder.

“The Northern Alphas come here. They’ll pay. They always pay for fresh cunts. Here, she's a virgin. She has never been touched." That word stung. Fresh cunt. Not daughter. Not blood. Not flesh of his flesh. Just a body. Just holes to be sold off. I didn’t even know the name of this place, but I knew what it was. I’d heard stories whispered among the servants back home—rumors of an underground den where music never stopped, where girls were paraded on their knees, collared, chained, forced to spread for men who had enough money to break them in half.