Lezdom Bondage Novels & Stories

His voice is a whisper, a plea for understanding. "Faith, we care about you. This isn't about possession or objectification. It's about exploring something deeper together if you're open to it." His words resonate within me, striking a chord of trust and connection that we've built over the weeks. There's an honesty in his expression, a genuine desire to transcend societal norms and explore the boundaries of pleasure without judgment. A whirlwind of emotions swirls within me. Fear and anticipation, longing and uncertainty. My mind races, grappling with questions that have no easy answers. Can I let go of my inhibitions? Can I trust these men with my deepest desires and vulnerabilities? Can I

Jack complimented me. His blunt words sent more bolts of lust coursing through my body, and I let out a little moan at how erotic they were. I felt Jordan come up behind me once again and he gripped my forearms indicating I was to lower them. He pulled them behind my back, and I felt the rough scrapping of a rope as he began to wrap it around my forearms. The coarse rope was not tight enough to cut off circulation, yet secure enough that I knew I would not be able to slip out of it. Jordan was incredibly good at making sure that my bonds were perfect. I knew from previous experience that if I winced once, then he would undo the tie immediately. Of course, he would either redo the binding or

She was scrolling through bdsm's history and came across several things and their explanations. The first thing she came across was rope bondage. Her heart thumped as she clicked on it. She read the words on her screen. Rope bondage restricts and restrain the movements of a submissive partner. The rope could either be wrapped artistically around the sub's body, or suspend the sub in the air.

EMBERLY* I patiently wait as Derrick strokes and braids the Japanese silk rope in shibari knots from my lower torso up and around my breast, then up and over my shoulders as he weaves the material along my spine. I relish in the feeling of my breast jutting out between the bindings of the silk rope that tingle and throb, making my core pound. I can feel my fluids coating the inner layer of my thighs. I do my best to keep from coming as Derrick works his magic. He sucks and nibbles at my flesh as he works the silk rope and knots up and down my back. Derrick's hooded gaze meets my own as he puts me in a standing position. He licks and fingers my sex before binding the outer edges of my folds u

Reluctantly I nodded. I pondered, why. His eyes were as yet on me. Attempting to get out of his hold didn't seem right. But when his hold loosened I didn't miss the chance to be liberated only to be captured once again. We faced each other with his hand on my waist. I felt his fingers playing with the knots of my top. They ran on my bare back, erupting goose flesh all over. He was trying to conquer me and boy did I want to defy him, hell no!

He stood staring with those cold eyes, I looked away unsure. His sudden movement forward made me go still, my eyes lowered automatically, my hands rolled up in tight fist. Submission and obedience in my village was a must, especially from the female to any walking being with a stick dangling between their leg. We showed our submission, with polite mannerisms and lowered head, showing weakness. Talking slow deliberately step, he was two feet away, I felt myself being pulled by an invisible force, fighting the urge, I planted my feet to the floor. His face was close, I could feel his breath on my cheeks, he towered over me , his dark chocolate skin with clean shaved, jaw clenching, his eyes sh

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...

"Or... shall we play something crazier?" Phelan felt that the blowjob was not enough to stimulate his sexual pleasure, so he wanted to try BDSM (*). ((*): BDSM in English stands for Bondage, Discipline, Sadism and Masochism.This is a sex trend that many people choose, because it will feel different from the trend. always educated.) Phelan tore the sheets and tied Aurora's arms and legs to the four corners of the bed. Aurora didn't understand what he was doing, but she lay still and waited obediently.

BDSM PLAY PART 1 The room was dim, lit only by a few candles flickering on the walls. Lou lay on the big wooden table, her body stretched out wide. She was bound spread-eagle, her arms and legs pulled tight to the corners with thick ropes. A leather harness wrapped around her torso, crossing over her chest and between her legs. It held her in place, making her feel exposed and helpless. The harness bit into her skin just enough to remind her who was in charge.

He reached under the bed and pulled out leather restraints..tight, black, cruelly soft. She gasped as he buckled them around her wrists, securing them at the small of her back. Her shoulders ached. Her breasts swelled forward. Her back arched into the perfect curve, her ass raised, her thighs trembling. “You’re going to stay just like this,” Dominic said. “Until I’ve emptied every drop of cum inside that greedy little pussy.” He climbed onto the bed behind her, knees spreading her thighs apart wider. His hands gripped her hips so hard her skin bloomed red beneath his fingers.