Forced Bi Femdom Novels & Stories

Then he used the remote control to loosen the cables holding my arms and legs and lower me on top of him as he sat on the edge of the bed underneath me. I could feel him rub the head of his penis up and down my wet slit. I pulled at my restraints again as he easily pushed himself into my soaked vagina. In one hard thrust he opened and filled me, causing me to gasp and cry out. He immediately began to push himself in and out of me from behind in long solid thrusts, and each time his thighs made contact with my ass I winced in pain. Because I was still restrained, I couldn't get the right angle to see my bottom, but from the intense pain I was feeling I knew his spanking with that flogger must

When the doors open to my floor, I take her into my space, into my private bedroom, all muted greys and cold walls until we stand by the edge of my king-sized bed. “What…what are you doing?” Her eyes dart east, west, anywhere but at me—until she finally looks north, meeting my gaze. “Since you enjoy defying me, I’m making it clear that I am your husband. What I say goes and if you don’t understand that in plain English, I’ll paint the picture for you.” She yanks at her wrist, but she forgets it’s my strength that is holding her. Her brave momentum nearly sends her head straight into the wooden pillars of my bed. But I react, grabbing her and guiding her body to the foamed part instead. She s

Why is he being so rude? He ignored us, sitting down at Dom's spot and taking over to massage my feet. The moment his hands touched me, I bit my lip to hide a moan because his hands were working the magic Dom's hands failed to work. I think as my husband, he knew just the right spots to touch, and he was torturing me right now, knowing exactly how I would feel. My breath came out in gasps, and I had to restrain myself by holding on to the sheets so i do not jump his bones in front of his cousins.

Then he reached out and held my throat. He pushed his body backward and came at me with a forceful thrust. I arched my back off the bed and stared at him in shock. He smiled, a look of satisfaction filling his eyes. Then he left my throat and placed his hands by my side. Brody was bent on fucking me into a coma and I was enjoying every bit of it. He became more consistent with his thrusts. He pushed his dick into me faster than the previous ones. His face looked so sexy as he stared down at me. I widened my legs, taking him in.

“Damn, that’s beautiful! Come here Lil’ D and look at how pretty your girl’s pussy looks.” I whimper when I feel my Dom insert his fingers into me while I’m spread open. It’s a weird feeling, but once again, I’m turned on by it. They have Beth hold my free leg up and off to the side as they do as they wish to me. One of Jude’s ideas is pussy torture. My poor girl is going to get abused hard, not being able to come right away, and then once Jude does allow me to come, he will be giving me forced orgasms until he feels like I’ve had enough.

Although it felt disgusting Lisa had no other choice. Fred squeezed her breasts hard enough that it hurt Lisa and she begged him to be gentler. Then, a few moments later Fred put his big dick into Lisa's vagina in just one stroke and moved it quickly so that the bed moved in rhythm with the movement of Fred's body on top of Lisa's body. "Ahh," Fred moaned as he continued to move his dick back and forth from Lisa's vagina and occasionally closed his eyes feeling the pleasures of heaven. Lisa couldn't deny that forced sexual intercourse can indeed provoke her desire and make her fly as if she was taken to the seventh heaven. She felt guilty, but her body couldn't lie. And Fred knew it.

He towered over me, his powerful physique a testament to his dominance. I writhed beneath him, my body responding to his every touch, every command. Felix's lips trailed along my jawline, down to my neck, where he marked me with possessive bites and gentle nips. Each mark felt like a branding of his dominance. I melted beneath him, yielding to his every touch and allowing him to take me to new heights of pleasure.

"You can force my body, but you will never break my mind." Dominic’s eyes darkened into something utterly territorial. "Is that a challenge, sweetheart?" Without giving her a fraction of a second to brace herself, he shifted his weight. His heavy hand gripped her thigh, bruising her plush skin as he brutally hoisted her leg back over his shoulder, opening her center completely to the absolute hilt. He hadn't shrunk an inch; the heat of her anger had only made him harder, his rigid, heavy length expanding violently against her wet, sensitive walls.

The sound of skin meeting skin filled the room. Victor groaned, his hands gripping her hips tightly. “So tight… so sweet. Why are you so sweet?” He kept pounding into her, each thrust deep and powerful. Lia’s moans mixed with the slap of their bodies. She pushed back against him, meeting his rhythm, desperate to please him. Victor reached around and rubbed her clit, his fingers rough. “You like this, don’t you?” he growled. “Being used. Being dominated. Say it.” “I like it,” Lia gasped. “I like it… please don’t stop…”

Bryce straddles my chest, feeding me his softening cock to clean. They take turns again, dominating every moment. Wyatt pins my arms above my head, his weight crushing me as he rams deep. Bryce watches, then joins, making me suck his balls while Wyatt owns my ass. The domination is total as they tell me what to do, when to beg, how to move and I obey, lost in the nasty heat. They edge me, denying my release until I'm sobbing. Whips come out but with light lashes on my thighs and my chest. Each strike makes me harder.