Plaster Bondage Novels & Stories

There were ropes—the kind use for shibari rope bondage—lube, anal plugs, a mouth gag, paddle, and even a black vibrator. I glanced at him, realizing then that my palms had come up to cover my mouth. “What the fuck is all these?” He grinned again. “I told you before Alex. You listened, and assimilated. But you refused to believe.” My head shook. “This is just…” my voice trailed off when he lifted the rope and began to approach. Horror washed over me. “What the fuck are you trying to do?” I demanded. “Stay away from me!” Marcus caught me beneath his body before I could make any significant move.

A collection of toys and implements was arranged on the nightstand. "Today is bondage day," he explained. "I'm going to tie you up at nine AM and you're going to stay tied until six PM. Nine hours. I'll use you when I want, let you rest when I'm done, give you water and bathroom breaks as needed. But otherwise, you stay bound." My heart was racing. "Nine hours is a long time." "It is," he agreed. "Which is why we're using soft rope, comfortable positions, and I'll be checking circulation constantly. This is about endurance and surrender, not damage. Color?"

Then he uncuffs me completely and flips me over, leaving the plug in. I’m boneless. My limbs follow his movements without resistance. Jonathan grabs the spreader bar and cuffs my ankles, then bends my legs back so my ankles nearly touch my ass. He pulls my arms behind me and cuffs them to the bar too, leaving me trussed up like a gift. “God, you look sexy,” he growls. “All bound up just for me.” I hear fabric sliding over skin, and then he’s between my legs, his cock nudging at my dripping entrance.

Perfect for the bondage games they liked to play on those long ago visits, and perfect for tonight. "What? What are you doing?" Ron whispered urgently as Beth fastened each wrist out toward the corner of the bed. She did the same thing to his ankles, leaving him spread like an X, but with enough play in the positioning of the restraints to allow him some wiggle room. "So, if you want this to go as I plan, and believe me, you do, then you are to be the most gullible kid ever tonight. No matter what I say, or we do, you just play along, okay?" Beth instructed him as she had so many times over the past few days, as she covered him back up with the sheet. She tucked it in securely beneath his hi

Slave Signature: Mason Dharma Dominant Signature: Damon Zhang 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) — 5 Bondage (light) — 5 Leather restraints — 5 Chains — 5 Ropes — 5 Cuffs (leather) — 5

I said. I flicked my eyes around and I saw some instruments on something designed like vanity. “ What are this? I asked. He began to pick them up to explain them after the other. Dildo, nipple clamp, shackles, choker, yokes, gag, bondage hood, Genitial clamp, impact toys , restrain tape, Rope, binder, speeders bar, anal hook and chasity toys, he walk to the closet and show me some clothes in it. In this three days, I will be in control and not you, if you disobey” he says

It was a deluxe bondage set, complete with restraints, blindfolds, and other accessories designed to heighten pleasure and intensify sensation. Without hesitation, I made my purchase and hurried back to my car, the box tucked securely under my arm. Driving home, my thoughts turned to Sean again, and the roleplay scenario I had planned for us. It was a bold move, and he’d never see it coming.

And he certainly got a reaction, as I alternated between blushing and flushing as we went over terminology I could never even have imagined. Some items were as innocent as a blindfold, but then it ratcheted up to bondage. Light bondage, heavy bondage, leather, chains, ropes and restraints. Suspension, harnesses, manacles and cuffs. So many ways to control another person, I was overwhelmed on page one. Gags: Cloth, ball, rubber, phallic, ring. Full head. Straight-jackets, yikes. Impact play, which would be spanking, flogging, whipping, metal, leather, crops. Face slapping. Oh and I won't even get into all of the sexual activity it outlines. Because everything else didn't have to involve sex a

The room also holds an array of beautifully crafted toys, each one designed to tease and please. Amidst this carefully curated setting, Karen sits in front of a mirror, dressed in a delicate lingerie set. Her expression is one of contemplation rather than sadness, as she combs her hair with gentle strokes. The room is not a place of negativity or power imbalance, but rather a space where trust, communication, and consent form the foundation of their intimate connection. David's approach to bondage is rooted in love and respect for Karen. They have open conversations about boundaries and desires, ensuring that both partners feel safe and comfortable. The room becomes a sanctuary where they ca

With my back to him, I heard him pick up the rope and unwind it. He asked, “Is this what you want? Bondage?” “Yes.” He began by looping the long rope around my chest. When knotted at my breastbone, he split the rope and wrapped it tightly around my chest. Like a stiff bustier, it kept me from taking a big breath. Next, he wound my arms into the matrix, binding them to my sides. I focused on his eyes as he pulled the end of the rope across my back and around my arms. Working like an artist, he wrapped and tightened it, so my front chest expanded, and my back arched. He continued looping the rope around each arm in this way so that the knotted rope became sleeves that bound my arms to my sides