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Her pussy gushed all over his pants. The night with the blindfold took her deeper into giving up control. Dante put the harness on tight first. The leather straps bit her skin a bit. It showed her she gave in. Ropes came next. They tied her wrists to ankles in a bent way. It made her back curve and ass point up. Open for him. He put the soft black cloth over her eyes last. All light went away. The world got small to sounds and feels: the floor creak as he walked around her, his even breaths, the whip moving quiet. The first hit came with no sign. Air whooshed, then crack on her ass. Hurt burst fast and mixed up. Lou cried out. Her body turned in the ties. She tried to count out loud. But no

But in this case,people much worse, more dangerous, more brutal. And so,these children; all teenagers, with the exception of one, nicknamed the bully; fell into the hands of those who seek this evil pleasure. Not just to be stripped of their freedom but to become live players unknowingly. Their lives,an entertainment to their benefactors. And so,the horror of their lives began. -THE BONDAGE TRILOGY "Cameras are ready, sir Auctor." Sir Auctor looked up from the computer system he was operating, his eyes sharp and bright.

Anana immediately moved closer, wrapping her arms around them both. “Oh, my angel,” she whispered, gently brushing Anastasia's hair away from her face. “What happened?” Anastasia swallowed. For a moment, she couldn't answer. The images were still too clear… Still too real. “I saw...” Her voice shook. “Burning kingdoms.” Lucien's hand slowed against her back. Anastasia's fingers tightened around his shirt. “Wolves... tearing through battlefields.” Anana's expression changed slightly. “Rivers of blood beneath broken skies.”

Damien said, "Natalia is ours for the night. No limits except her safe word. Let's begin." They surrounded her, and Natalia felt six pairs of hands on her body....groping, squeezing, exploring. Someone's mouth on her breast, someone else's fingers in her pussy, someone spreading her ass cheeks. "On the bondage bed," Damien commanded. The bondage bed had restraints at all four corners plus the center. They laid Natalia on her back and secured her....wrists and ankles spread wide, completely helpless. "Who wants her pussy first?" Damien asked. "I do," Marcus said, positioning himself between her legs. His thirteen-inch cock pushed into her, and Natalia moaned.

"Did anyone talk to you about getting out of bondage as soon as you were done? Once you are out of the 'sexing' mode and have been satisfied, bondage can get really uncomfortable for the limbs." "How would you know that?" "I have known others who wanted to experiment. Some were pretty committed. For instance, one girl always wanted to be bound face-down, and maybe with more than one guy involved... one to visit each hole plus a switch-hitter to finish, doing both holes after she was sloppy. Another time a girl and a guy wanted a third for a double bondage. They wanted to be there, helpless, while their partner was used by somebody they trusted."

He pulled me in for a hug. I did not spend the rest of the party obsessing over the fact that Liam and Alex were leaving. What I did was enjoyed myself and dance so freely that even the kids were embarrassed by me. Forbidden means that you can not have something or someone. And historically and by Beacon's values, I could not have a couple of things; like an omega having a good and successful life, and a she-wolf falling in love and getting married to a demon. But I made that sh*t happen. I did that. Lara Zane Meyer did that!

She leaned forward, eager to learn more. Could I tell her about Richard’s playroom? “It’s . . . amazing. I’ve never had better orgasms in my life.” I told her about my love of bondage and sexual submission. I explained that losing control, giving him the power gave me more freedom to embrace the sensuous, erotic feelings and to let go. The combination of pain mixed with the pleasure added spice—like hot sauce—to the experience. I didn’t delve into my personal need for punishment. Roman knew I struggled with ethics of acquitting evil men and women.

“Such a tight fucking hole. Bet your boyfriend never makes you this wet. Never fucks you like the dirty girl you really are.” I shake my head, moaning. “He doesn’t… he never…” “Good. This pussy belongs to me tonight.” He leans down, biting my neck hard enough to leave a mark. “I’m going to fill you up until you’re leaking my cum all the way home to him.” The degradation burns so good. Every filthy word makes me clench harder around his thick cock. I can feel another orgasm building fast. He senses it. His pace turns savage, hips snapping, balls slapping my ass. The silk tie from his discarded shirt appears in his hands. He quickly binds my wrists above my head, tight enough that I feel the b

“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

"That's not going to work." Sebastian smirked. "The handcuffs are infused with magic and can't be broken. They didn't hold that feral vampire, but they will hold you." Helena stared at him defiantly, refusing to give in. Sebastian laughed as he watched her struggle.