Gay Bondage Stories Novels & Stories

He took a deep breath and started telling me a story about a young man who had met the perfect woman and married her right out of college. They lived happily for a year or so as the man struggled to start up his first company and the woman became a devoted housewife. Soon afterward they discovered bondage and decided to throw themselves into it. It was perfect as these things can be as they felt each other out in this strange new world they were sharing. That was until he realized the woman was just manipulating him in and out of the bedroom.

Aria. My daddy’s best friends fucked me and made me take their cocks as repayment for babysitting me. Calvin and Brad. But I call them Daddy now. Actually, my real daddy made me call them that… and I’m going to share my story with you. About how it all started. About how I can’t get enough of them now. About how my pussy clenches so hard and so violently that ever since they took turns fucking my 18-year-old virgin cunt, my life has never been the same.

I sank down agonizingly slowly, watching his eyes roll back into his head as I took every inch of him. I stayed there for a heartbeat, pinned against him, before I began to move. I kept the pace unbearable, a slow, grinding torture that had him gripping the sofa cushions until his knuckles turned white. "Faster, Aira," he wheezed, his composure completely shattered. I didn't listen, enjoying the power of his desperation. But then, the heat between us boiled over. I picked up the pace, my movements becoming frantic and loud. The slap of skin on skin and the wet, lewd sounds of our friction filled the room, drowning out everything else. Gab began to meet my thrusts, his hips bucking upward as

I reward him, slamming the toy against his prostate harder, faster. “Please… fuck me…” “I am fucking you, Gavin.” “No… your cock… put it inside.” I freeze. My cock throbs so hard it hurts—begging, leaking, desperate to be buried in that tight heat. “Do you want to fuck your brother, Leon?” the stranger asks. My eyes stay locked on the toy disappearing into Gavin again and again. “So bad…” I groan. “What do you want, Gavin?”

“Make her regret being such a loyal girlfriend.” I came over and over. My legs wouldn’t stop shaking. At one point I was riding Chris while sucking Marcus, cum leaking out of me onto his balls. They made me beg. “Please… breed me. Fill me up. I want all your white loads.” So one after another they pumped me full. Creampies in my pussy, in my ass, on my tits, across and on my tongue. By the end I was covered. Cum dripped down my thighs, matted in my hair, smeared across my stomach. My pussy was swollen and red, gaping slightly every time a cock pulled out. My asshole felt used and tender.

As I got to my feet on trembling legs I said, "Just about any kind of story you can imagine come on and you can pick one or two out." "Do you have any stories where they put a blindfold on a girl and she has to do stuff to a bunch of people?" "I think so, do you like those kind of stories?" "Yes, very much." "Have you ever done anything like that?" "No, but I've imagined it. I think it would be sexy to be standing in front of a group of people having my boyfriend telling me what to do and describing what the other people were doing."

Listening to other patients — wealthy executives who had destroyed marriages through sex addiction, celebrities who had lost everything to escorts and orgies, normal people whose lives had spiraled out of control — made me see my own story with horrifying clarity. When it was my turn to share, I spoke for nearly forty minutes, voice trembling, about how I had started as Liam’s curious girlfriend exploring fantasies and ended up as the Gangbang Princess who threw away the love of her life for the thrill of being used by dozens of men. One older man in the group looked at me with kind but firm eyes and said,

he said, swirling his whiskey, “but it’s getting boring. Let’s make it interesting.” He looked at Victor, then at the rest of us girls. “$1000 each. Cash tonight. But we do it rough. Blindfolds and no limits. We fuck you however we want hard, deep, whatever we feel like. You take it. You don’t complain. You just spread your legs and moan like good little sluts.” The other two girls didn’t even hesitate. They nodded immediately, eyes lighting up at the money. I froze. My heart started hammering. $1000 was life-changing money for me right now, but this… this was different. This wasn’t just sucking cock anymore. This was letting four rich, powerful men use my body however they wanted while I co

my manager asks me, even my co-Model who was with me in the changing room got curious. "We're dating that's it," I said then shrug, like can I said I was her Slave? no, it's not gonna happen it's a secret, Black Angel Society was a known LGBTQ community Society of course, from outside they know it was a brotherhood and sisterhood for LGBTQ members rich or poor, they know some stuff like Racing or any sports or casino only for the members, and there is this Famous island that exclusively only members can go, it's really expensive so rich members can. "Shun Yu is a Lesbian we know it but she's so hot," My co-model Lian said, I just smile.

He wondered what the guy thought when he saw Bob, naked, in cuffs and a chastity cage. The guy pulled Barbara to him, kissing her almost violently. Breaking the kiss, still holding Barb, he opened his eyes, made eye contact with Bob, smiled around her mouth and winked. A delicious shiver ran through Bob. “Come here, Bob.” Barista Boy’s arm was around her shoulder, his fingers playing inside the neck of her blouse, underneath her bra. “I’m going to free you so you can properly appreciate everything Alex is going to do to me. You can touch yourself all you want but you’d better not come.” She unlocked his chastity cage and let it fall to the carpet. “Go sit in your chair and watch what a real