Leather And Kink Novels & Stories

he looked back at the side where all types of BDSM things were arranged. He traced his finger on the shelf with a devilish smirk...no one ...no one saw his smiling face....because he was the devil inside the human skin...the whole shelf was decorated with Bondage rope , Spreader bars and yokes ,Collars , Anal hook , arm binder , Gags , bondage tape , Ankle Cuffs , Floggers , whips , paddles , canes , cat suit , chastity belts , Nipple Clamps , Pussy pumper...

The smell of the room always caused a pleasant tightening to his balls-leather, lemon oil, and a hint of sex. It hung in the air, creating the perfect dungeon for kinky play. Monroe preferred rope, while Zachery preferred pain mixed with pleasure. Often they combined the three, but today Monroe wanted to be part of Zachery's fulfillment. He watched as the complicated man smoothed his hands over Angel's thighs and ass. Zachery was unequivocally an ass man.

I said as I ran to my closet and grabbed the box I had been hiding for a week. I smirked and shrugged my shoulders when she opened the box of kink supplies I had gotten from one of the kink stores here in Lubbock. I had gotten such a high from binding Emberly up in those ties that one time and I've been wanting to try other things to spice things up a notch. "You want to hogtie me and spank me with this?" Emberly asked as she held up the black paddle and grinned at me. "Those fluffy silk cuffs will do nicely also,"

The new kink they’d introduced was public denial combined with the constant reminder of ownership through the collar tag and jeweled plug which was pushing every button I had. By dessert, I was a wreck. Tears of desperate need pricked my eyes. My nipples were painfully hard against the thin dress. Kai had the vibrator on its highest setting for nearly two full minutes while he discussed quarterly profits. “Please…” I whispered brokenly when the investor briefly left the table. Kade’s hand slid higher up my thigh, fingers brushing my soaked entrance around the harness. “Hold it.” The moment the lunch ended and we were back in the privacy of the limo, they pounced.

Headlights sweep across the mouth of the alley. The light cuts through the dark for two seconds and illuminates us in a stripe of white – her pinned against the brick with her skirt around her waist and her wrists above her head and me between her legs with my jeans around my thighs and my claws catching the light like dark glass – and I don’t stop. Don’t slow down. Don’t even look toward the street because whoever is driving past can see or not see, I don’t care. The two-second exposure makes her pussy clench around me so violently that I know she liked it, I can SMELL that she liked it, and the exhibitionism kink I discovered at The Iron is alive and well and responding to headlights the w

The position left her utterly helpless, her virgin-tight hole visibly clenching and leaking onto the leopard skin. Bhekizizwe anointed their bodies with a thick paste of the same herbs mixed with fresh goat blood and their own slick arousal. The warm mixture burned pleasantly on their skin as he rubbed it over their swollen breasts, dripping pussies, and tight assholes. Every touch felt magnified — skin hypersensitive, nerves singing with fire. He stood over them, slowly stroking his massive, throbbing cock. The thick, veined shaft glistened, the heavy head swollen and leaking. The wet sound of his hand sliding along his length mixed with the distant drums and the women’s increasingly desper

Their thick veiny cocks sliding and grinding together, fat heads leaking precum, shafts throbbing hot and slick under the wate Kennedy’s hands hung over Kevin’s neck like a necklace. Their waists rolling in a rhythm that followed some unheard music. What the fuck!! I exclaimed, breath controlled.

he asked, his voice a mix of curiosity and apprehension. _*]:min-w-0 gap-3"> "Tools," I said simply, watching his face as I pulled out items one by one. Silk ropes in deep burgundy. Padded leather cuffs. A blindfold made of soft black velvet. A leather flogger with dozens of falls. A vibrating plug. Several different types of clamps. A cock ring. "Things I want to try with you. But only if you're interested." _*]:min-w-0 gap-3">

The only thing I can do is dance myself into oblivion. I pull on the leather triangles that only cover my nipples, loving the rough feel of the fabric against my skin. I miss these outfits, the acting that comes with being on stage. The leather thong isn't as comfortable since my ass is slightly larger than most of the other girls and it digs into my hips. Izzy hands me a different leather thong, one that has a little diamond that rests at the top of my ass. Her leather corset pushes her fabulous breasts up, practically spilling out of the top. Her long legs are covered in leather chaps, her bare ass and pussy exposed. She holds her whip, the one none of the other girls were ever able to hol

“We haven’t even started. Kneel.” Strong hands pushed me down. The carpet was rough against my skin as I knelt between two of them. The Zippers rasped open and two thick cocks sprang free, they were hard, veined and already glistening at the tips. One pressed against my cheek, hot and heavy and the other tapped my lips. “Open wide, slut. It's time to earn your ticket.”