Plaster Bondage Novels & Stories

I'm itchy, trying to peep straining my neck,my eyes are glued on a small room with papers littered everywhere. Cracking sound of door opening makes the hair on my neck stand up, jolting up and I stand straight with my eyes on the floor, spice and clean aftershave fills the air, moving my eyes towards the source, tying a white towel down his lower hip, I deep v line is exposed runs down the low hanged towel, my eyes wondered up, his abdomen is bare droplets of water slips his tone muscular chest, it all muscle lean dark muscle. Moving my eyes up, I'm horrified and quickly look down shyly.

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

He dragged my name out in caution. I was speechless as he reached for me again. Taking the left hand, and then the right, he secured my wrists with the makeshift Velcro handcuffs after weaving the rope through the rungs of the headboard. Testing my mobility, I could scarcely move before the Velcro bit my skin. My attention transferred to him capturing my ankle, securely wrapping the Velcro around it, before he pulled my leg toward the corner of the bed and fastened the rope to the footboard. Quickly, he repeated the same action on the other leg. My body now formed a triangle, leaving me exposed and vulnerable. Panicked, my chest heaved, and my heart pounded furiously. I was completely at his

Next, I went to work on her feet, tying her ankles with rope before lifting and bending them at the knee to attach them to the back of the pony. "Are you comfortable Gem?" "Ye...yes." She stammered over the word and I could sense the slight tinge of fear and uncertainty. "This is called a wooden horse. It can be used to inflict great pain, or at a lesser level, like now, it can be a fun game." Her eyes followed me as I moved around her making sure her bonds were okay. When I was sure the tension was right, I attached the clamps that hung from the ceiling to her tits, and wrapped the bondage rope around her neck.

She moaned quietly and started o squirm and fidget. We had played around with some bondage before, but never to this extent. I wasn't sure how far she wanted to take this, and she certainly couldn't tell me. I grabbed the clips attached to her nipples, and gave them a slow, steady tug. She moaned even louder, and squirmed even more. I released them after thirty seconds, and started to unbutton and take off my shirt. She had a desperate look in her eyes as she watched me undressing. Shirt finally removed, I tugged again at her nipples, this time a shorter, more forceful tug. She seemed to like that so I did it three more times. I then took good hold of the clips and pulled them up, farther an

The shearing of her hair had been a parting gift for Zachery when he left them. Monroe watched Zachery turn and grab implements from a side cabinet, unconcerned with his nakedness even after Monroe's slip in their tentative protocol. Monroe remained clothed for now. Zachery walked back carrying a tawse, strap, and anal plug. Monroe turned and took lube from a drawer close to Angel's head, while Zachery laid his tools within her line of sight. Her breathing hitched, but then she slowly exhaled. Monroe ran his fingers over the slight swelling on her arms caused by the bondage rope. The marks attracted his touch and he smiled, knowing he would dream about her like this no matter how far away he

Right after that came: Suspension Shibari (bondage while hanging upside down). Then came: Wax Play (dripping of hot candle wax). My mouth went bone-dry. My eyes bolted from one line to the next, devouring the sections on Restraint and Immobilization. The contract listed the mandatory use of heavy metal handcuffs and leather restraints to immobilize both wrists and ankles. It dictated the use of rigid bondage ropes for aesthetic body ties, alongside specialized restraint sheets and straps to pin the partner firmly to the bed.

Ash obeyed instantly. Elias took a length of soft, black silk rope. He began to bind Ash’s wrists behind his back, his movements sure and practiced. It wasn’t just a tie; it was an art form. The rope crisscrossed Ash’s chest, highlighting his muscular pecs, framing his nipples. It wrapped around his waist, down to his thighs, forcing his legs slightly apart. His dick and balls were left free, jutting out from the intricate web of rope. He was a work of art, a living sculpture of submission.

I was completely naked, my wrists cuffed behind my back. “Today I will break you completely,” he said calmly. He strapped me into a heavy metal bondage chair — my legs spread obscenely wide and locked, my arms pulled back and secured, my head tilted back. He attached heavy clover clamps to my nipples with weights that pulled them painfully downward. Then he forced a large ring gag into my mouth, keeping it wide open. “Mmmphhh!” I moaned in protest. He turned on a powerful fucking machine and positioned the massive dildo at my entrance. He pushed it deep into my pussy and turned it on high speed.

She smiles, puts her hands on her hips, and nods. “Yes, this will work just fine. If we need more, we can figure something else out. After we get a little deeper into training, we will need you, your Majesty, but for now, you’ll just be a little distracting. Before we go out separate ways, I have something for both of you.” She reaches into a pocket in her dress and pulls out two pendants. One is on a thick titanium chain, the pendant is in the shape of claw, obsidian stone in the center of the paw, tigers eye claws. The other is smaller but same material and shape.