Femdom Male Bondage Stories Novels & Stories

"Not yet, baby. Daddy has more in store for you." He untied my wrists just enough to reposition me, flipping me onto my back and securing the tie to the coffee table leg, spreading my arms wide. Vulnerable, exposed, I watched him grab a leather belt from his discarded jeans... not to whip, but to loop around my ankles, binding them apart. The bondage and dominance edge sharpened the air, thrilling and terrifying in its intensity. "Tell me your fantasies, Liv," he demanded, kneeling between my splayed legs, cock throbbing against my thigh. "Every dirty detail."

As the pressure of his body left her, she managed to crawl from beneath him and was almost on her feet when he again clamped his arms around her and pinned her to the ground. --- Harder than he’d ever been in his life, Dominic tore her jeans from her body and then gripped her arms, locking them behind her back and trapping them there with one hand. He curled his other arm around her waist and pulled her ass in the air. “God, you’ve no idea how hot you look right now. Completely submissive.” Without any preamble, he plunged two fingers inside her. “You’re so wet for me. See, baby, your body knows it belongs to me.”

Andrew's crosses, spanking benches, suspension rigs, bondage furniture I didn't even have names for. And people. Dozens of people in various states of dress and undress, some watching scenes in progress, others negotiating their own. On one platform, a woman was tied to a cross while her dom worked her over with a flogger, her skin turning pink under the leather falls. On another, a man was bent over a spanking bench, his dom's hand coming down hard on his ass while he counted each strike. My cock was achingly hard, pressing against the tight jeans Dante had made me wear.

Ember’s POV He freaked the hell outta me last night. I was expecting him to thrust me vigorously like I was some sex toy, but he only showed me what it would look like submitting to him. I was chained to the bed. Both hands and legs spread apart, and each of my moves made me submit more to him. He laughed at me, spanked my ass hard until it turned red. Then, he chained me while I stood. Even when I got to my knees, when I knelt with my upper body lowered….I felt so hot, scared of what he was up to.

He soon cummed. Meanwhile what started as normal sex soon took a wild turn in the hotel 's bedroom. Nikhil couldn't control himself. He became wild and started slapping Sunna hard on her butt that even left marks of his hands on her ass. He pulled her hair tightly while sex and kept on pounding her so hard that she fainted from exhaustion. He also had marks on her fingers all over his back and shoulders . He finished inside her despite knowing the fact he wasn't wearing a condom and she could get pregnant but the thought of sowing his seed inside such a beautiful woman was extremely exciting for him.

And in this room, there were no limits. The first DOM, a muscular man with a stern face, was masked and had his submissive kneeling in front of him, her hands tied behind her back with a strip of leather. Her eyes were glazed over with a mixture of submission and desire as she obediently sucked on his cock, her head bobbing up and down in a steady rhythm. The DOM’s hand gripped her hair, guiding her movements with firm but controlled force, his eyes occasionally flicking over to me, gauging my reaction. I felt disgusted and wanted to look away, to find an escape from the room, but something in Alpha Enzo’s gaze held me in place. His eyes locked onto mine, challenging me to keep watching, dar

"But I do not see it that way. I feel trapped in an endless cycle of bondage. First, My Master and now, you." "You f*cking see this as bondage?" He snarled and pushed deeper into her. "I let you do whatever you want. I let you show off your body and shake your a*s in front of those cøwards who do nothing but fantasize about what's mine. If you think punishing you for talking about other men's cøck in front of me is f*cking bondage, then you're mistaken, Cariño. But by all means, I can show you what bondage really is. Is that what you want?"

' I asked curiously. He took the book from me and explained. 'The Dom or the Dominant is the person whether male/female, who takes control and gives commands in a BDSM relationship or scene. In our relationship, I am the Dom and people like me are typically the ones who initiate and guide the activities, setting boundaries and ensuring the submissive's safety and consent.

“Why would I do that? I don’t want to share my man.” “You could have two guys instead of it being you and another girl.” “Tara!” Aghast, I sharply glared at my senior. She was only three years older than me, and to think that she had this bold wild side underneath her humbly saint-like appearance. “How does Brody manage you?” “He’s aware and that’s why he’s my DOM.” She bragged. “What's a DOM?” “A DOM is short for the one who is dominant or the more aggressive person during a consensual BDSM scenario.” She clarified but when she saw how blank I was she spelled it out. “You know, bondage sex, right?”

"You might end up more shocked than you think." "Try it and find out." For the next hour, Jasmine flicked through all manner of videos. Most of them involved some form of submissive behaviour on the womans part, and featured things like bondage, spanking, rough sex, choking, spitting, forced orgasms, throat fucking, double penetration, butt plugs, public humiliation, all performed on the woman by a Dominant figure, sometimes males, sometimes females and on a few occasions, both. All of them featured anal.