Lezdom Bondage Novels & Stories

"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.

Lila entered Elias’s office with her heart racing. The door locked behind her. Both men waited inside. Elias had prepared everything. A full BDSM setup waited on the large desk and floor space. He held up a black leather collar. “Put this on, Lila. Tonight we push you to your limits.”

Damien said, "Natalia is ours for the night. No limits except her safe word. Let's begin." They surrounded her, and Natalia felt six pairs of hands on her body....groping, squeezing, exploring. Someone's mouth on her breast, someone else's fingers in her pussy, someone spreading her ass cheeks. "On the bondage bed," Damien commanded. The bondage bed had restraints at all four corners plus the center. They laid Natalia on her back and secured her....wrists and ankles spread wide, completely helpless. "Who wants her pussy first?" Damien asked. "I do," Marcus said, positioning himself between her legs. His thirteen-inch cock pushed into her, and Natalia moaned.

I hold it up. “Tie me up with this.” “That’s consecrated,” he says, but he’s already taking it from me. “Consecreted is exactly the point.” I want to feel his holiest garment holding me down while he does unholy things between my legs. He wraps the stole around my wrists and loops it through the table edge with hands that shake but know how to tie a knot. When it tightens and my arms stretch above my head, bare and wax-marked and bound with his sacred garment, his cock strains so hard I can see it jump through his trousers.

Chapter 4: LORA'S POV. Mom always used to tell me before her death, “no good comes from men.” She was so wrong, because having Roderick between my thighs, with his lips firm around my clit, was the best thing that had ever happened to me. He had thrown me on his bed earlier, still naked and wet. He didn't mind that his bed was about to be soaked, and he definitely couldn't wait a few seconds before tearing my clothes off my body and pushing his face in-between my thighs.

I went to my computer and logged into the website, my go-to tool for making connections in the bondage world in a safe and secure space. My husband and I have a reputation on the site for being matched with girls who want to experience bondage for the first time, but it had been a long time since anyone had sought our "services." Now, a girl was reaching out, but she was a lesbian and wanted to be with two women. My husband would be disappointed, but I knew immediately who my playmate should be. I quickly finalized the arrangements and instructions, agreeing to the girl's boundaries, a safe word, and, finally, a time and place.

“You like that baby don’t you? You like when I fuck you like a slut. The second rule was way too beneficial for me:No limits. I let him do things like choke me and tie me up, use ice cream, sex toys and I didn't mind it one bit. My thighs trembled, trying to close around him, but his other hand stayed firm on my throat, so I couldn’t look anywhere but at him. “You feel that?” he asked. “You’re dripping.” “Fuck—” He pulled out at the last second, stroking himself hard before he came all over my tits and stomach. He wasted no time grabbing his boxers and trousers. “Go write your test, Emilia,” he said, his voice already returning to the Raffaele I was used to. The third rule was understandable

He pushed the door open and walked into his chamber, which was dimly lit by red bulbs in every corner and filled with bondage equipment, furniture, and impact toys. Lorenzo turned to Isabella, who was tied to a bondage bench. Her hands were restricted behind her back, and her bare body was arched towards the air, her head bent down. "Isabella, this is a new stage of pleasure. You won't be able to get enough of it once we start," Lorenzo said, licking his lower lip as he imagined what he would do with Isabella's slender waist, wide hips, and soft curves. He felt a rush of excitement and quickly stripped himself naked.

“What happens now?” She felt Dominic’s warm hands on her hips, and then the soft touch of leather against her skin. “I’m going to bind your legs, too,” he said, his voice low and reassuring. “Just relax, and trust me.” As he secured her ankles with more of the silky rope, she felt a sting of anticipation and fear mixed with the pleasure of his touch. He pushed her panties down her legs, revealing her perfectly smooth, glistening skin. Then, he climbed off the bed and disappeared from her view. A moment later, she felt something cool and smooth pressing against her back. It was a leather flogger.

The Dom nodded to Ben so he tipped his head in return. There was a heavy set woman dressed completely in black leather who had another slimmer woman wearing minimal leather garments and a leash. Their blue and red rings were evident. Ben caught the cruel smile on the Dom's face as she yanked her sub closer to pinch the woman's nipple. The slim woman squealed and whimpered but the way she bit her lip afterwards gave away her true feelings.