Scold's Bridle Bondage Novels & Stories

Sandra watched him with anticipation as he retrieved the small purple lipstick tube device, the warming gel and the riding crop before walking back to her. “I want to restrain you in a different way if you are willing to try.” Sandra’s blush crept up across her face. “How?” she asked softly. Creighton turned and picked up her robe from the foot of the bed and removed the belt, then turned back and held it for her to see. He raised his eyebrows in question, and she nodded. Very carefully he wrapped the soft belt around her forearms with one end, then slid the other through the middle spindle on his old childhood bed, tying it securely.

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.

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

I roar my anger at him deceiving me and my weakness for my daughter’s father. “I knew you loved me, Tana.” He yells from my back. As I roar again, I feel something slap against the side of my face, wrapping around the other side. I breathe my fire, expecting it to burn, but it doesn’t. I scream in my anger, and I feel him tie the rope in my mouth to the rope around my neck. He bridled me with a metal rope! I duck, intending to throw him off me. “No, you don’t.” He says, pulling my head back up using his self-made bridle. I try to overshoot and lift up higher, but he pulls my head back down, forcing me to fly straight.

I asked Rose. Rose had me pull up a website which sold bondage furniture. Adjustable crosses were $1600, stocks were $800, punishment benches were $700, display/whipping posts, $800. Master had put all of this stuff together in one piece of furniture and it replaced all of that stuff. There was an elevated punishment bench for $3100. One bench, though elevated, over three grand. There was a metal horse padded thing for $3200. I could even see where some of those things could be added to his, like a cage, $600, or stuffed and stuck stockade, which went for $750 for a metal one. I could even see add ons or attachments to what we had, people could pay extra for, like spreader bars.

She returned quickly, setting the chair beside him, and taking the glass from his hands. "You've earned punishment, slave," he said, his voice low. "For now, you may kneel beside my chair. Be sure you have my drink ready when I want it." Jade nodded quickly. "Yes, Master Scott." Several others had gathered to watch the scene, and by the time Scott was settled, the Dominant had placed a black ball gag on his submissive and was in the process of attaching silver clover clamps to her nipples. Scott rested his left hand on Jade's shoulder as they watched the Dom position a vibrating wand at his sub's bare pussy. Immediately, her head lolled back, and she let out a moan the gag didn't stop.

Jack added as I frowned at him. Gulping, I motioned him to open the box up. "Are you sure?" He asked smirking. ", just... open it." I sighed exasperatedly. "You ask for it, baby girl." Jack winked, and his fingers slowly opened the clicked in a teasing manner as my eyes went wide when I saw few of the types of equipment in it. "Welcome to the fifty shades of David, darling." There's a bondage gear, where it would spread my legs wide opened, no chance on closing them as the steel can be locked and it comes with a pair of leather handcuff attached to each end of the gear.

I lift my ass, and he groans as the bottle deepens until its shoulder touches my skin. “Look how well your cunt holds a half-of-a-million-dollar scotch.” I do and I’m met with the image of a deer on a long whiskey bottle. Its bottom sits on the bed while its head disappears inside. Behind me, he moves. I watch the mirror as he picks up cuffs and spreads my legs wider, locking both feet to the iron bars. He raises his hand to pull down a rope, then takes my hands behind me and straps a leather belt around my neck. My head jerks back, but he stops my skull from spilling against the iron. “Fuck me, Master.”

Then he began the binding. Luxurious black silk scarves, imported from the East, slid sensually across her skin. He tied her wrists high above her head to a sturdy wooden post driven into the sand, the smooth fabric first caressing her wrists before tightening with firm pressure. He wrapped the scarves around her breasts in an intricate harness, the silk gliding over her sensitive skin before compressing it deeply, making her full breasts swell and throb heavily. Each loop was tightened slowly, the luxurious material pressing harder into her soft flesh until she whimpered from the intense compression. A final wide silk scarf was drawn achingly slowly between her legs, the cool, smooth fabric

He pulled out suddenly and disappointment was all over my face at once James got up, opened a drawer and pulled out his BDSM kit. Cuffs, leather straps, blindfold, paddle, and a thick vibrator. “Second round. You ready?” I nodded fast, pussy already clenching at the sight. He cuffed my wrists tight behind my back. The blindfold went on, total darkness. He pushed me onto all fours. The paddle cracked across my ass. Sharp hot sting. I moaned loud, “Mmmph… oh fuck…”