Plaster Bondage Novels & Stories

After telling her to gather her hair up in a quick ponytail and to keep her hands at her back, he starts with some basic breast bondage – several turns of rope around her torso and arms. He then ties her wrists and arms together and to the other ropes, before he uses two last lengths to wind around each of her boobs, forcing them to stick out due to the amount of compression on them. Positioning Bella in a wide stance underneath the suspension ring, Peter starts on the rope harness she will be hanging from later. I normally anchor my bondage at her upper back, but he seems to have

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. He took the red hanky and blindfolded her...she shook at his sudden blindfolding ....she said "Hey....darling what aaaaaah" ...she screamed because she felt a sudden force on her body....he threw her in bed with a force because she was calling him darling continuously ....

Cassie lays on her bed, her chest on the bed with her legs hanging in the air as she talked to her best friend, Brandon over a video call. With each pop of a new conversation that gets her excited, she would wiggle her behind. She enjoyed the feeling of her plump butt shake each time she didn't wear her panties.

he gasped. They dried him off and returned him to the bedroom for what they called “afternoon reinforcement.” This time the rope work was more intricate. Vanessa and Mitchelle worked together , almost too well , wrapping his torso in a beautiful yet restrictive diamond harness that squeezed his chest and pinned his arms behind him. Mirabel added leg bindings, forcing him into a kneeling position on the bed with his thighs spread wide and his ass presented. A thick, vibrating dildo replaced the plug. Mitchelle turned it on high, the relentless buzzing pressing directly against his prostate.

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.

Of being his. “That’s not very lady-like,” he whispered against my lips. “And a gentleman is the last thing you deserve tonight.” He worked me into a frenzy, his fingers cruel and kind at the same time, testing my limits until I was begging. And then, he stopped. The silence was agonizing. “Killian, please!” “You want to cum?” “Yes!” I heard him move, heard the rattle of the cuffs. When the leather wrapped around my wrists, pinning my arms above my head, a sob of pure, unadulterated surrender broke from my throat.

Dust fell onto their naked skin like dirty rain. Reza used whatever he could find for improvised bondage — old military ropes, torn strips of clothing, and rusted chains from the corner. He tied Soraya’s wrists tightly behind her back, then bound her full breasts in rough loops until they bulged, flushed deep red, veins standing out under the stretched skin. A thick rope was pulled viciously between her legs, the coarse fibers splitting her soaked pussy lips and grinding hard against her swollen clit. Her ankles were forced wide and secured to metal stakes hammered into the dirt floor, spreading her cunt obscenely open.

Chapter 17: She Is Ours Logan For the next section, there are definitions included with each part to add additional clarification. She said yes to bondage using cuffs, heavy, intricate and light bondage, locks, spreader bars, suspension and whole body restrictions using the material of chains, leather, ropes, scarves and tape. Some of the more intense and advanced things she rated as a combination of hard and soft limits. Like before, she has had no experience with any. "Breath play?" Kingston asked.

He could bind a woman there in seconds, and I had little doubt he had done exactly that. My gaze shifted to the wall beyond the bed, and for a second, I forgot to breathe. Mounted there like an art installation was a St. Andrew’s Cross, matte black with thick leather cuffs at the ends of each arm. The padding was subtle, and it was probably designed to keep someone there for a long time while also remaining comfortable. A bondage horse stood nearby, adjustable and padded with the same luxurious leather. I would have to sit on the bondage horse like I was riding an actual horse, with my wrists and ankles bound.

"Not done yet. Gonna keep you tied and fucked all day." Hours blur— he rebinds me in new positions: on my side, one leg hitched high; doggy with arms pinned behind; even suspended slightly from the headboard for standing fucks. Each time, BDSM amps it: wax drips on my skin (he melts a candle, hot trails on thighs and tits), ice cubes trailed over clamps, vibrator pressed to my clit while he takes my ass. Paddling between rounds, spanking until I'm sobbing, then soothing with his mouth.