Forced Bi Femdom Novels & Stories

“Who. The. Hell. Did. You. Let. Touch. What. Is. Mine?” He thrusts hard with each word he says. I let out a moan with each thrust but I still refuse to answer. He continuous his hard thrust, and I’m sure it meant to be punishing but instead I’m loving the hard and rough sex we were having. He pinches my nipple almost in painfully before spanking my ass. Liam grips my hips and drives into me again and again, pounding into me. “Who did you fuck Bri?” he asks, his voice dangerously low.

Tonight he’d blindfolded her so when he did strip down, she couldn’t see anything. Domini tried to wrap her head around the fact he always bent her over the closest horizontal surface. He’d not allowed additional touching, no eye contact. And by bending her over, three freakin’ times now, she wouldn’t feel the difference of his artificial leg as he pounded into her from behind. She’d just remember how hot and kinky it was that he fucked her so thoroughly. Don’t move. Keep your hands just like that. If he commanded her during the actual act of sex as well as foreplay, then she’d be less inclined to disobey and reach back to grab his thigh. Or the stump where his thigh used to be.

He run his finger in the hair and took a deep breath and said :" Anaya , this was all rubbish .I mean It doesn't mean anything .That time I was angry with dad for forcing me in this marriage and I just want to cancel this marriage .Please forgive me " Anaya wipe her tears and said :" you know it was not only you , who was forced still the thought to live you come in my mind .I wanted to work in this marriage .Not like you , am I toy whom you see and check if you like or not , if okay then stay with me and not then you will threw me out of your life ".

The truth is that under this brave façade, I am so scared right now. "Do you want us to help you with that?" the man behind me said. "Thank you but no I am good" I replied and tried moving away but his grip got tighter. "You know it's not polite to turn down such an offer..." he said. My body is not as well as my head, so trying to escape or pick a fight is not really an option. But neither is allowing them to rape me. I have to do something. I started moving my body so that I could free myself from the man's grip but had no luck with it. In my attempt to release myself, I hit his crotch. Almost immediately he released me and I lost no time and started running.

The flogger came next. He lashed severally on my butt with it, and on my thighs. Each lash intensified the heat, turning pain into a throbbing ache of desire. "You're mine," he murmured between strikes, his free hand slipping between my legs to finger my clit. "Say it." "I'm yours, Sir," I gasped, pushing back against his touch. Finally, he entered me from behind, his cock sliding in easily, the angle deep and intense. He fucked me hard, one hand on my bound wrists, the other rubbing my clit in circles. The combination was overwhelming. Restraint, dominance, the fullness of him stretching me.

Then, before she could catch on, he had flipped her over, forcing her head on to the hard surface of the desk, “Liam?” she whispered, unsure and scared now,” Master?” * Binaca With a practised flourish, he gripped my wrists behind my back and then, before I knew what he was about to do, he had thrust into me, not ungently, but with a force that made me rise up on my toes, crying out his name. He lowered his head, his body over me as he sucked and bit my nape and I sobbed, feeling the rush of an arousal building up in me. I was wet already, and when he withdrew a little, only to push back, hard and fast, I screamed.

He forces his way between my legs while caressing my breast with his other hand. His biceps and arms keep pressing my hand sideways so I can't struggle or do anything. Seid may be harsh with his words at times, but he hasn't not a single time used brute strength against me. But tonight is different. He is different. He isn't Seid at all. He is demonstrating his strength against me, dominating my fragile body with his masculinity. "Seid please," I beg him, but he keeps forcing himself on me, then he pins me to the huge glass pane in my bedroom where the moon can witness everything he's been doing. He forces his two fingers, then three thrusts me with it multiple times.

Amelia’s knees felt weak as though they were jelly and she fell to her knees while she bowed her head to the floor. "Please, I'm still recuperating from the last lesson." His lesson was to force rough sex on her while he threw punches at her. He was the BDSM type, though she didn't enjoy a bit of the sex. He was stronger than her, as she was just a fragile human, and he forced himself upon her. His punches sometimes make her go unconscious for a while. Yet she tried hard to avoid his torture and she always begged frantically as she was doing at this moment until he silenced her saying

He finger-fucked her while she was still restrained, his other hand playing with her nipples, pinching and twisting them. "You may come," he said finally, and Alex did....screaming as the orgasm tore through her after the intensity of the paddling. Dominic didn't stop. He kept fingering her, kept stimulating her, forcing a second orgasm, then a third, until Alex was begging him to stop. "You don't decide when I stop," Dominic reminded her. "That's not your job anymore. Your job is to take whatever I give you." He forced two more orgasms before finally releasing her from the cross.

“See how she trusts him completely.” I couldn’t look away. The flogger fell in rhythmic patterns, turning her skin a lovely pink. When the Dom dropped to his knees and buried his face between her thighs, her cries grew sharper. Damien mirrored the action, sliding two fingers deep inside me while his thumb circled my clit in time with the other man’s movements. “Imagine that’s you down there,” he whispered hotly against my ear. “Everyone watching while I devour this sweet cunt.”