Femboy Knot Novels & Stories

Alex said and I was too gone to refuse and so, we intertwined our fingers and exploded together inside Tessa's body. She, in turn, was sucking us in. She milked us until there was nothing more to come out. Since we started making love, this was the best we have ever done. This was the best I have ever felt. "What was that?" I asked Alex as we rested with Tessa lying peacefully on the makeshift bed we had made in the tent. "It's called knotting. It usually happens with wolves and I don't even know how it happened when I did with you. It is usually when a male's penis becomes bigger at the end and refuses to get out of the female's body until his seed is deposited in the female's womb.

He was creating a harness that would distribute weight evenly if someone was suspended, but that also created incredible pressure points and sensation when the person was standing. "The key to good bondage," he explained as he worked, "is that every knot serves multiple purposes. It's both beautiful and functional. It creates both restriction and sensation." He added rope around my hips in a way that created a crotch rope again, but this time integrated with the larger harness so that the pressure increased when I moved. "If you move forward, the rope increases pressure on your clit," he explained. "If you move backward, it creates tension in a different way. The rope becomes a way to guide

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At my nod she turns around, facing away from me, and I get up and start on the knots for the rope harness I intend for her to wear instead of underwear today. It's a simple yet time and rope consuming tie, and actually the first real bondage I've done with Bella. Finding the middle point of the rope I drape it around her neck that both ends trail to the floor between her breasts, before I tie the two rope ends together at several places that will later span her torso. Checking that I have the distance right I add another five knots for where the rope will be

"You're opening up easily. That's good. Means you'll be able to take an Alpha's knot without much prep." "How big is a knot?" "Mine? At full inflation, about three inches in diameter. Bigger than my cock. It'll stretch you wide, lock inside you, keep my cum trapped deep so it can breed you properly." Kai's cock pulsed at the description, and Daemon chuckled. "You like that idea. Your body wants it. Wants to be stretched and filled and knotted." He added a third finger, and Kai whimpered. "That's a lot..." "This is less than my knot. And you're taking it well. Such a good omega. Made for breeding." He crooked his fingers, found that spot inside, and Kai's back arched.

The knots, warm and pulsing, settled within her, a constant reminder of their presence, their claim. The room was silent, save for the sound of their ragged breaths. Lucas and Jake held her close, their bodies pressed against hers, their warmth enveloping her. They stroked her hair, kissed her neck, whispered words of comfort and reassurance. The physical act of knotting was more than just a sexual release; it was a bonding, a merging of souls, a sealing of their fates.

she says. “I have candles, but I meant them for wax play, will those suffice?” I ask. “Yes, Now the cording should be silk and the knot needs to remain. With multiple mates I could use the same cord and knot it once with each of you, then we can use it in decorating our home, as long as the cord is long enough,” She says. I think of the shibari ropes, but then remember that I bought one rope of red silk, thinking the color would look delectable against her fair skin.

“Every other boring rich guy around. You stand out with this. You should be thanking me.” I caught sight of the tie. Instead of the Windsor knot that Brayden usually spotted, the tie was knotted in, this one had a series of overlapping intricate folds. I wasn’t sure if it was better in the grand scheme of things but it was certainly fancier. How had she even gotten the fabric to do that? “It’s called an Eldredge knot.” Gwen said when she spotted my confusion. “Ah yes.” I said, nodding as if it was a fact that I had simply forgotten rather than one that I didn’t even know to begin with.

“If it becomes too much, say the word ‘red. Okay?” “Okay,” she responded with an eager smile on her face. After tying the the tie around her head, I took out my rope and made a handcuff knot for both her wrists. I attached the rope to a hook that I had installed onto the headboard. I slowly was getting in Shibari and had been waiting for a moment like to this start using the knots that I knew on someone.

’ ‘I don’t think I’m into this,’ said Mitch. Bobby tied a knot in the cord, just below Mitch’s throat. ‘See, this makes sure the rope won’t tighten up and strangle you. And it’s silk. It won’t burn you at all.’ Now he ran the other end of the rope down along Mitch’s deep, carved chest, across the ridges of his abdomen,. He pushed his thighs apart and looped the cord under and around Mitch’s balls and tied another knot. All the time Bobby was doing this, Mitch was saying, ‘What are you doing?’ again and again. He sounded worried.