Plaster Bondage Novels & Stories

Closing my eyes, I took her hands in mine. I knew I shouldn't be doing this, but I had no other choice. I had lost so much already and I wasn't losing Nina this time. I felt the magic come alive in my bones like fire—natural, forbidden, desperate. I hadn't summoned a spell in so long, especially since— I could feel light spread beneath my skin and through hers. “Goddess of the moon, let her wounds be undone, bring back the broken, make her whole as one.” As I said the spell, I stepped back, watching as her wounds began to close one by one, a golden thread stitching her scars as if they had never been there in the first place.

“The whole ‘go into the haunted grid alone and rearrange the wires with your bare hands’ thing. That’s banned.” “Banned?” he echoes. “Wow, harsh legislation councilwoman.” “I’ll write it on a rock and chunk it at your face if you need it formalized,” I tell him. His mouth twitches. “You grabbed my hand,” he says, quieter. “I don’t think it realized… I could use you as an anchor instead of the other way around.” I look down at our fingers, only a few inches apart on the couch cushion. The glyph in my palm gives the faintest glow, answering the one on his chest like a heartbeat.

Humiliation burned hot, but I craved it, moaning vibrations around him. Pulling out, he hauled me up, bending me over the bed. “Spread wide.” I did, ass up. He fetched ropes from a drawer—proper bondage gear—and tied my ankles to the bedposts, immobilizing me. A blindfold followed, plunging me into darkness. Sensory deprivation heightened every touch.

Pavel affirmed with a deep voice, his tone soaked in possession and certainty. She closed her eyes, her body yielding between us. And in that moment, we knew there was no turning back. There was no rush, only the precise rhythm we knew would drive her wild. We laid her gently at the edge of the bed with the reverence of someone handling a treasure, yet we never let her go. Pavel leaned over her first, his imposing presence still grounding her, while I stayed behind, letting my mouth claim every inch of exposed skin. Her breath grew unsteady, her fingers clinging to us, lost between the torture of anticipation and the dizzying fall of surrender.

He paused dramatically,"Lower back. Shoulders. Breasts." The hell? This only gets crazier. " Thorne…that's Intense. I mean.." He cut me off."Now here's the intense part..." "I've done suspension bondage. And I mean full suspension - from the ceiling, completely supported by ropes. Imagine this: you're suspended, naked, your body completely at my mercy. I can do anything to you—anything." I held my breath in anticipation. "I could spank you while you're suspended. Use a flogger on your sensitive skin. Even worse ..I could leave you like that for hours. No breaks, no release except what I give.”

The wolf didn't answer, only staring at the pliers, a mix of fear and wonder at what Marcus held. “Don't worry your little head, you're going to get familiar with all of them" it was a promise, not a threat. He dragged the wolf's feet towards him which had his claws out. The wolf could already sense what was happening, Marcus finally heard the beat of fear. He smiled again, how he loved it. The signs. The sweating as they waited and the wails as he applied his methods to them. He fixed the pliers on the wolf's foot, properly seated on the claws, tightened it, before he pulled he looked up at the wolf, “This might hurt. It's a private pedicure method I learned" then he pulled.

Submissive Signature: Cole McCall Dominant Signature: Nathan Murray Activity sheet The submissive should list each activity from 1-5 for interest in the activity. 1 - Hard Limit (Not willing at all) 2 - Not interested 3 - Neutral 4 - Like It 5- Love it Bondage Blindfolds — 5 Bondage (heavy) — 4 Bondage (light) — 5 Leather restraints — 4 Chains — 3 Ropes — 3 Cuffs (leather) — 4 Cuffs (metal) — 3

A part of me wants to push him away and remind him that we’re related but a bigger part of me wants this and is making me give in. “I fucking love this.” I hear him mutter and my pussy throbs in pleasure. He breaks the kiss when we’re both out of breath and stares at me lustfully. “You’re going to get your punishment now baby girl.” He smirks and drags me to his bed before throwing me on it. He climbs onto the bed,directly on top of me staring at my lips which are probably swollen from the kisses and i feel tingles in my belly. “Josh we…”

It was time to introduce her to He shifted in his seat as his cock showed its appreciation by swelling uncomfortably. Shibari was an erotic form of bondage that used ropes to bind the sub in artistic and creative ways and he knew that the scarlet nylon rope he had would look particularly good against Lisa’s skin. He had practiced the intricate knots and was suddenly very keen to try them out on his Sweet Lisa. Seeing her bound, the knots and ropes making beautiful patterns across her skin would be a fantasy come true.

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.