Femdom Male Bondage Stories Novels & Stories

Truth be told, I always got hard upon the mere sight of her. Jasper was lovely; I’d watched her once and twice occasionally I’d seen, and heard them. Making out, but more than that she always had a thrill to be held down, used and bred to be dominated. Bondage. She needed control, power. Not just a romp on the sheets and some few hours’ sex. I palmed my cock again, squeezing the shaft, picturing this — why I’d be better than any man she’s had. I loved being a dom. She should learn too how to be submissive and enjoy every bit of his impoverished body, with pain and pleasure.

M. Search. The results flooded the screen. Definitions. Articles. Psychology forums. Bondage and Discipline, Dominance and Submission, Sadism and Masochism. I scrolled past the Wikipedia entries. I clicked on the "Videos" tab. My heart hammered against my ribs. I felt like I was opening a door to hell. I clicked on the first thumbnail. A woman was kneeling on the floor. She was naked, wearing a leather collar. Her hands were tied behind her back with thick, intricate ropes. A man faceless, dressed in a suit stood over her.

Valentina cupped her tits and whispered “Fuck us, punish us choke us fuck our throats like last time” Sofia bent over the desk legs spread open so he could see her pussy lips twitching through the lace “Oh fuck Master you locked the door this is gonna be so much fun” Dominic stepped forward They expected his cock. His fingers. His voice ordering them onto the desk onto their knees into his lap But what they didn’t know Was he didn’t lock the door to fuck them He locked it to teach them

Dom growled as he stepped back from the bed, now staring at me. “Come on, let's go…what's next on your list?” I asked amidst my laughter. “Well, we've done blindfolding, wax play, and orgasm control…so we're left with exhibitionism, denial, and BDSM…but it seems like you've proven who you're already, so we're stopping here.” Dom was staring at me in shock as he spoke. “Alright, then loosen me up!” I growled as I tilted my eyes to my hands tied up to the bed.

“What the hell are you talking about?” Dominic leaned in, voice low and venomous, each word dripping with poison. “I broke her virginity right here in this very club. She was so eager that night, on her knees, begging me to fuck her harder. She whispered ‘please’ like a good little submissive. She came so hard she couldn’t stand afterward. I was her first dominant. Her first everything. She loved it. And I enjoyed it very much. She told me she’d never felt anything like it.” Reggie’s vision tunneled. The world narrowed to the man standing in front of him. “You’re lying.”

I am quivering and lightheaded by the time Gabriel pulls his cock from my ass and barely remember being lifted off of Domenic, but the gentle kisses as they untie me and wash me up are enough to make my body quake with aftershocks of pleasure and the heightened sensitivity from this evening’s events. Domenic holds me and Gabriel holds him as Domenic whispers to us, “My first and only dom was my Papa…not my birth father, but a family friend. I went to live with him when I was seventeen. I saw how he looked at other men and I knew I looked at men the same way. I didn’t tell him until I was nineteen and he asked if I found him attractive because he had noticed how attractive I had become as I m

She brought both breasts back to my penis and wet them again, and brought them back to my mouth. The next moment, she straddled me again, and checked my bondage's for tightness. I could definitely not move my hands or my legs. "Do you know what I read recently?" "No, what?" "I read a story that you posted online. It was called 'I want you to feed me'." I stared blankly,I'd forgotten that she read my sex stories online, sometimes, especially this one. "Uhhh yes well..." "Do you remember writing the story, do you remember what it was about?" As she questioned me, she was humping her open pûssy over the head and shaft of my cock.

“I would suggest to you if the wrong male did this to you, you’d feel angry, threatened, afraid. Yes?” “Yes.” “But with me, you have come to believe that even though I’ve taken control, I won’t use it against you—it will be a good experience, not a painful one. Yes?” “Yes.” His eyes got intense. “With the right application, bondage takes a person beyond their control in the hands of another. A pair together, finds boundaries—where the submissive partner is out of control, and perhaps afraid—and explores those boundaries together. The skills I have developed… they aren’t to hurt you, Jess. They’re… they’re to urge you to reach beyond your boundaries, and find freedom by seeking pleasure in wa

It was rock hard with the thick veins crisscrossing the big shaft and topped by his huge, swollen, plum sized cock head. Jenn saved the picture to her phone, knowing that she would use it to fuel more lust- filled masturbation sessions in the days leading up to her weekend alone with her big cocked step-dad. THE END Of BDSM series

“God, you feel so fucking good.” Tom leaned down, gripping my jaw. “Look at you, you've been craving so bad for this, to be used and owned and dominated. Haven't you?" I nodded, my eyes rolling to the back of my head as Jordan thrust in and out. Tom grabbed my breasts and squeezed hard. "Yeah that's right, don’t forget who you’re doing this for.” “I haven’t,” I breathed, overwhelmed by the stretch, the heat, the two of them watching and touching.