Femboy Knot Novels & Stories

Well, this one is not nearly big ass enough; it is going to be far too easy. While keeping a firm eye on the door, I follow the loops that flow into each other. The rope is not thick, and fairly easy to squeeze my fingers underneath. With each knot that flows into the left, I pull it out to the right. I tuck them one by one, into left, out to the right. Slowly they start to come lose and loser. With one final pull, the complete knot comes apart, and I slip my hands out.

This is physics. He starts with a chest harness. The rope is rough against my skin. It’s a delicious, abrasive contrast to the smoothness of my body. He wraps it around my torso, pulling it taut but not cutting off circulation. He creates diamonds and triangles of hemp against my flesh, framing my breasts, lifting them, celebrating them. Swish. Pull. Knot. The sound of the rope tightening is hypnotic. "You are so beautiful," he murmurs, focused entirely on the knot resting against my sternum. "The rope loves you."

My wolf rumbles, and hers kind of squeaks in response. I weave, over and under. I run out of one chunk of hair well before the other two, and the whole thing has a kink at the base of her neck, but it’s done, and since it’s on the back of her head, she can’t see it. I tie a bow at the end with the strip of shirt, but since it’s so wonky, a lot is hanging free. I twirl a loose end around my finger.

I staggered back, heaving heavily, my cock was still hard and dripping. Kael was still locked in her ass, watching me with dark eyes. I couldn’t stay here. If I stayed one more second, I was going to do something I’d regret. I turned and barged out of the room, slamming the door right behind me. Author’s Note: Knotting is a popular trope in werewolf/shifter smut. When an Alpha is close to orgasm, the base of his cock swells into a large, bulbous “knot” that locks inside his partner, physically tying them together for several minutes.

"What did you mean by formal? How can restraining someone be formal?" "The Japanese have a very stylized way of applying ropes, it is called Shibari, sometimes Kinbaku. The ropes are made of hemp, they are thirty feet long and you double them up and tie very precisely formed and placed knots," Mike explained. "That sounds very interesting," she said. "Where did you learn about that stuff?" "I had a Japanese friend in college, she liked being tied. She was teaching me technique and knots. She flunked out and went back to Chicago. I never really got much out of it except as a new experience."

"We may have to do this more often... I'll have to lend you some armor or something." I snorted. "No way." "Fair. It would be too big. A sash would work." He finished a knot that looked way more pretentious than I had ever imagined a tie could look, but the look on his face made me smile. "Something special?" "It's a take on a lycan knot used for mating ceremonies." My eyes widened. Our eyes met in the mirror. He kissed the side of my head. "I'll get you a pin." I huffed, turning around as Eason came in and Charles went to the dresser.

The mere thought of that annoyed him. The top was a sheer bralette with crimson lace cups edged with delicate scalloping; it had thin spaghetti straps. The matching panties were in a thong style with a high-cut waistband; the front had a tiny teasing triangle of lace that barely covered anything. Especially him that had a boyish dick. It would definitely slip out from the supposed triangle coverage. The back was a slim string that would clearly vanish in his ass once he wore it. The sheer stocking clipped to a garter belt, the suspender dangled down. Rory thought he had wasted time looking and admiring the set until Nicholas voiced it.

But this was more, the ritual demanded unity. As they thrust in sync, knots swelling, the air thickened with energy. Kade's knot popped first, locking in her pussy, hot cum jetting deep. Ronan followed, forcing his into her ass, the chain beginning as their knots pressed through her walls, linking. Darius pulled from her mouth, shifting to straddle her back, his knot seeking her pussy alongside Kade's. The stretch was divine agony, two knots in one hole, Ronan's in the other, their bodies forming a tangled knot of flesh. Lila screamed around the pleasure-pain, her body yielding as Darius's knot wedged in, completing the chain: Kade and Darius knotted pussy-to-pussy through her, Ronan's ass k

NICK Emily's fingers are on my tie, and her face is close, and she smells like the perfume she only wears when she wants to feel armoured. Her bottom lip is caught between her teeth while she works the knot. "Chin up," she says. I lift my chin. She pulls the fabric through, tightens it, steps back, tilts her head, pulls it loose, and starts over. "You already did this." "It wasn't right." "It was the same knot."

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