Selfbondagestories Mga Nobela at Kwento

Why do you let his ghost linger in this house? "I'm not letting him in," I whisper to the empty shower. "It’s just... physical. It’s the bond, Sombra. You know that." The bond is a shackle if the man holding the other end is a coward, she counters. He broke your spirit for his own pride. Do not confuse his sudden regret for true worth.

“This is not a negotiation Shane, I am giving you a choice: to save yourself… and your sisters, or to be wiped from existence entirely, I’ll have them raped to death… how old is the youngest again? She looks barely fourteen.” “My sisters?” I echoed, my brows furrowed in confusion. “They have nothing to do with this!” Cassian’s smirk seemed to grow even colder. “Unfortunately, they do. You see they were taken by my men, as soon as you were dragged from the pack square.” My world seemed to tilt. “What?” I whispered, shaking my head in disbelief. “Nina, the one you saved, tried to resist arrest while the youngest cried, Abigail, isn’t it?”

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.

Tabatha said "Ebony, please don't listen to her. She is trying to separate us and turn you evil," I said "That may be true, but that doesn't change the fact that I heard what you told Sandy and Cindy. You told them that if I were your Mate, you would never accept me and that the only way you would is if the bond made you love me. You told them you would never truly love me," Ebony said. I could feel through the Mate Bond how hurt she was, but I was confused because I never told them I wouldn't accept them.

THEMES: Blackmail, Reluctance, Manipulative Coercion, Security room, Unconscious Cheating, Unintentional Cheating, Forced Subduing, Trickery, Harsh treatment, Belittling, Nonconsensual KINKS: Rough sex, Intense Spanking, Hair pulling, Forced Blowjob, Degradation, Dirty talk, Lewd dirty name calling LENA'S POV Barely holding back a sigh-------- for my own good-------- I nod, zoning out while she keeps talking and scolding myself some more for spreading my legs for that smug rival.

The vibrating plug had been removed at some point in the frenzy, but the memory of its buzz lingered, making her inner walls clench involuntarily around the emptiness now. The women around her, the brunette with her piercings and the ebony goddess with those hypnotic curves, helped her up with gentle but firm hands, their bodies equally spent and shiny. They pulled her into sloppy, tongue-heavy kisses, their lips sliding wetly against hers, tongues delving deep to share lingering tastes of cum and arousal. "Next time, baby," the brunette whispered against her mouth, nipping her lower lip. "We'll break you properly." The ebony woman chuckled, squeezing Lara's ass one last time, her fingers di

“So how was yesterday's lesson for you?” “Yesterday's lesson in vanilla Bdsm, you mean?” Gabriel rolled his eyes. “Well, how did you like it?” “I like the blind folding and the bonding part. And the part where I absolutely did not beg you for relief.” “Did to.” She turned her lips downward. “Alas, I did. But I gave you a run for your money.” “I agree to that begrudgingly.” He faced her. “So you like that part?”

Raphael though just raised an eyebrow, craning his neck on the other side, teasing Shaine even more. “You’re a bad girl, aren’t you? This is your punishment for being a very bad girl. Beg for my tongue!” He demanded while caressing her legs to tease her even more. “Please, Raphael! Eat me now! Fill me with your long tongue until I cum! I want you! I have been wanting you since the first time I laid my eyes on you, Raphael. Everytime you visit in our house, I was always pleasuring myself with my fingers thinking it was you doing that to me. And I would moan your name as I cum on your tongue, you would drink all of me and leave no drop.” Shaone confessed, and as she said all those words, Rapha

I was surrounded by them—their strength, their unrelenting desire, the unbreakable bond that tied us together in a way that went far beyond the physical. And when I finally crumbled in their arms, when pleasure dragged me into an abyss I didn’t want to escape from, I knew there was no turning back. Pavel and Alexei hadn’t just taken my body—they had claimed something far deeper. Something that, deep down, had always belonged to them.

Jenna's hands slid down Sadile's body, her fingers teasing the sensitive flesh between her thighs. "You're so wet," she murmured, her voice husky with desire. "So ready for us." Sadile moaned, her head falling back as Jenna's fingers slipped inside her, her touch sending waves of pleasure through her body. She was dimly aware of Travis moving behind her, his hands grasping her hips, his breath hot against her ear. "Relax, Sadile," he whispered, his voice a low rumble that sent shivers down her spine. "Let us take care of you."