Jay Wiseman's Erotic Bondage Handbook นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"Get moving. Show me your underwear when you return so I know you've obeyed." She scampered to get her clothes. I put on my slave jewelry and Lisa put on her leathers. "You're very mean," Lisa said, "not letting her cum again." "Dominants are frequently mean. She might as well get used to it." I found one of my favorite sex slave books. One I tended to read certain passages of with some regularity before my own slavery started. Now, I only had to remember my own experiences, and I couldn't masturbate anymore, so there was no point.

I don't like physical affection but if it makes my slave happy I guess I can do it for him. We get back to my house and for some reason I don't let go of his hand as I walk us to the playroom. When we get inside I drop his hand and watch as he starts taking his clothes off like he knows he's supposed to. I take off my clothes and stroke my erection as Mason takes off his last bit of clothing. "I'm going to handcuff your hands and blindfold you then you'll ride me, understood?" I ask and he nods. "Yes Master," he says and I get the metal handcuffs and cuff his handcuffs behind his back. I slip a silk blindfold over his eyes and tie it at the back as Mason's body shivers at my touch.

“You hyper focused on the bondage and discipline and the sadism and masochism, so you’ve forgotten the core of it is dominance and submission, which takes on many different forms. You only know what you think your limits could be, not what they actually are. I’m not throwing you in the deep end.” I mulled over his words. Isaac was - as usual - correct, which annoyed me. The kinks I read about sounded fun, but come to think of it, most of the stories depicted girls with no experience withstanding an extreme number of spankings with multiple implements, gags, and shibari knots right off the bat. It was unrealistic. I curled into Isaac’s side. His arms immediately wrapped around me, providing m

He intended to make her come so hard, she forgot her damn name. Releasing her, Jeremy spun Isabella to face him. He popped open the button of her jeans, wrenching them down to her knees, before she kicked off her cowgirl boots. Gripping her by the waist, he lifted her into his arms, one hand supporting the weight of her bare ass as he pressed her against the doorframe. She straddled him, open and splayed. He pushed his other hand between her legs, his fingers slipping inside her with ease. She cried out, pushing and rubbing against him as she rode his hand.

One moment I had my eyes closed and my lips parted as I touched myself bringing myself close to the release and just when I let loose a moan and I was about to come, strong fingers had wrapped around my wrist and he had pulled my hand from between my legs. His grey eyes had been severe and for a moment I was filled with fear. He had sucked my juices off my fingers and then as a punishment he had tied my hands to the headboard so I won’t be able to touch myself. And just for kicks, I was sure of it, he had threatened that if I tried anything else he’d tie my legs apart the next time. I had wanted to flip him a finger, but I was busy glaring at him. The fucking arseholè. That night I slept wit

His hands went down to my bikini panties and into my honey pot. Caught red handed. He smirked then smiled, he brought out his finger and licked it. "But your pussy tells me otherwise, Ivy". "Fuck...I hate you". "You are going to be punished for lying to papi and for hating on Zaddy". He walked to the wardrobe and brought BDSM tools. I gulped...there was no escaping. I might probably not be able to walk after some time. He chained my two hands apart and spread my legs wide apart for it to be chained as well.

The position left him completely exposed—legs spread, back arched, his slender cock hanging soft but twitching between his legs. Jax stepped in close behind him, his massive body radiating heat. One big hand gripped Alex’s hip hard enough to bruise while the other guided his thick cock back to the abused entrance. “Look at this hole,” he murmured, almost reverently, spreading one cheek to admire the redness. “Gaping for me already. Swollen and hungry.”

I screamed as he bottomed out against my cervix, breeding deep while growling, “Still trying to knock you up before Langford gets his turn.” They took turns, servicing through every hole. Double penetration became triple when Jax slid into my ass while Zane used my mouth. The shock collar delivered random pulses synced to my moans, keeping me right on the edge of overload. Julian filmed everything from multiple angles, already editing a private “discipline reel.” Rafe brought out leather cuffs and chained my wrists to the shelf above me, leaving me suspended and helpless while they used me like a fuckdoll. Victor controlled the electro-stim pads still stuck to my clit, edging me mercilessly

He reached forward, his fingers sliding slowly inside the waistband of Elias’s trousers, parting the fabric with a slow, heavy rhythm that made Elias’s thighs twitch in absolute, agonizing anticipation. The eroticism of the entry was devastating. Damien didn't rush. He aligned his thick, glistening head with Elias's tight, slick opening, pressing forward just enough to stretch the outer ring, his silver-gray eyes locked entirely on Elias’s face, watching every tiny twitch of pleasure across his features. "Look at me," Damien rasped, his voice rough and thick. "Tell me whose hand is on the wire, Elias." "Yours," Elias sobbed, his hips rolling forward involuntarily, his tight walls twitching a

she said firmly, her voice small but determined, her hands trembling but her green eyes staring directly at Wilson, like a girl ready to fight for her forbidden love. Wilson, the macho man, slowly got up, standing in front of Windy who was still sitting on the sofa, his hands slowly unzipping his shorts, removing the fabric until he was completely naked, his erect penis clearly visible, long and thick with prominent veins like a living marble statue. "Start with oral sex, Windy... this is the foundation that makes men addicted. First step: start with light kisses around the shaft, don't suck right away. Hold it gently, stroke it with your hand like this,"