Lezdom Bondage Novels & Stories

The very atmosphere seemed to tighten beneath the weight of their magic, causing the leaves overhead to tremble and the surrounding shadows to writhe. One of the witches thrust both hands towards Lucien, her voice ringing with unwavering authority. "Bind him!"

And every single time I kissed her, I lost a little more control. I couldn’t resist her. It was like she had suddenly cast a spell over me. I pulled away from her and went over to the shelf. I picked the handcuffs, and feathery whip. I went back to her and cuffed her to the bed. “There are no safe words here,” I whispered in her ear. I could hear her heart beating loud. I ripped the dress off her and she arched her waist. I blindfolded her and used the feather whip to trace her body.

A cruel crotch rope ran between her legs, the coarse fibers soaked in her flowing juices, grinding mercilessly against her swollen clit and pressing deep into her tight asshole. Dolma was positioned in the ultimate tantric union — suspended in a strict hogtie directly above Yeshe Lhamo, wrists bound to ankles, back arched sharply so her perky breasts hung downward and her tight young pussy and tiny pink asshole hovered inches above the senior nun’s face. The position forced her dripping cunt to drip warm strands of arousal directly onto Yeshe Lhamo’s lips and tongue, creating a living waterfall of sin. The chamber echoed with their soft, broken whimpers and the distant, haunting chanting fro

This is going to be an unforgettable experience," he assured her, his deep voice resonating with confidence. "I want to show you a different kind of pleasure, one that will push your boundaries and ignite your senses." Isla's curiosity mingled with a hint of fear as she took in the surroundings. She had always been open to new experiences, but the idea of BDSM was uncharted territory. Liam's intense gaze, filled with desire and a hint of Alpha dominance, sent a rush of warmth between her thighs.

In truth, she'd been feeling very powerful lately, the main reason being the Lycan. Their little BDSM session had brought them closer, and Belinda had discovered she rather liked being tied up and whipped. Draven, in turn, had begun spoiling her again. He fulfilled her every request, as long as she gave him a good fucking afterward. In front of his men, he pampered her, but in the privacy of his bedroom, he fucked her like the dirty little whore she was.

Zeke circled him like a predator, admiring the way Eli's body trembled, then began the preparations. First, the bondage: Zeke fastened thick leather cuffs around Eli's wrists and ankles, attaching them to chains suspended from the ceiling. He pulled the chains taut, hoisting Eli's arms above his head and spreading his legs wide, leaving him exposed and vulnerable, his body stretched and on full display. Eli's muscles strained against the restraints, a soft moan escaping his lips as the metal bit into his skin—just the way he liked it.

Aaron reached into the pocket of his shorts that were on the floor and took out a condom. He ripped the package with his teeth, and I watched in fascination as he put the condom on. He positioned himself between my legs, then kissed me hard and played with my clit. When he pulled back, he did the weirdest thing and slaps his dick on the top of my pussy several times before rubbing it against my clit. Still watching him, he pushed my legs wide open and guided himself to my entrance, then looked up at me.

Damian pleads. "No!" I argue and Adrian smirks, disappearing behind me again. "I'll just make you bleed then," he says before I hear the whip again. My body automatically thrashes against the restraints as he repeatedly whips my back. "This is taking too long," Adrian complains before I hear him go to the drawers again. He stands beside me and shows me what he's got now. It's a cat o nine but it has small metal beads at the end of each knot. I've never seen this before, it isn't standard bdsm equipment, even for hardcore sadists. Adrian must see the confusion on my face because he laughs and gets ready to explain.

Dyllen waited until the omega looked up before he moved to press their open palms together, highlighting the sheer difference in size. The omega’s hands were deceptively strong, but that didn’t help his reach any. “Your pretty little fingers might not be able to reach but mine will be able to. Fuck Eician, I’ll make you feel so fucking good you’ll feel like you’re drowning.” The omega gave him a dubious look but there was heat and curiosity in his red eyes as well. “Don’t get me wrong, I’ll knot you if you ask me to, fuck it, I AM going to knot you one day, but this way we can go slow, just like you need.”

I was still horny even after cumming six times tonight. "Do you need any help getting ready for poker tonight?" I asked when I called Lisa around ten. "No, I have it handled. Did you and Scott play any more last night?" "Not really any of the slavery stuff, but we did play some. The stuff Lowe's delivered yesterday was for a new piece of furniture; bondage furniture for correcting recalcitrant slaves. Scott and I put it together last night, most of it. It still needs some work. We both worked naked and after he took some measurements of me for it, we fucked, then he was back at work and I had to wipe myself to keep from dripping all over the floor. Before we went to bed, he pointed out a few