Selfbondagestories Novelas e Histórias

“With the right application, bondage takes a person beyond their control in the hands of another. A pair together, finds boundaries—where the submissive partner is out of control, and perhaps afraid—and explores those boundaries together. The skills I have developed… they aren’t to hurt you, Jess. They’re… they’re to urge you to reach beyond your boundaries, and find freedom by seeking pleasure in ways and places you previously feared. When done right it can be… enlightening. Bonding. Trust grows as the restricted partner learns that they don’t have to care for themselves, that their partner will care for them. It is… surrender. At least, that is the theory.” I blinked. I thought I probably

Josh looks at me and i avert my gaze, jealousy enveloping me. “Queen B is here to teach this bitch a lesson.” “The newbie is done for.” “I pity the new girl.” I hear people gossip. “Why was your hand around her waist babe? You told me at the party that she’s a nobody.” The brunette says bringing back hurtful memories. “She’s someone special Bianca. I was foolish then,she’s not a nobody.” Josh informs her,grabbing my hand. “Then what about me?” She stomps her feet angrily.

Maybe that way I would have an idea of what her take is. My treacherous legs take me to the field.I guess I was to exercise after all even if it means dragging my body through the field.To be honest,I’m not even sure why I reacted that strongly to that assembly.I have always known that it was not acceptable.Even worse,it was treated like some sort of rebellion towards authority.There’s history of girls being expelled for the mere thought of being suspected to be in relationships even without proof.I guess crying was my body’s way of grieving what was never and never will be.

But he had already agreed and had given his word to his father and Skye was now his mate. Once they were bonded, his instincts would most likely override any desire to leave him behind anyway. May as well get this done with while he still had his head. An old beta man followed behind the barmaid and it was easy to see the wound she had spoken of. No wonder no one had been able to fix it. The index finger of his left hand was bent at an odd angle and curled outward. It looked painful and Linus would be surprised if he could move it at all.

No barriers, just us fucking barring our souls to each other. Our bond buzzed with a primordial energy that pushed us both to the brink of insanity. I could feel her body trembling in my grasp, her moans becoming louder and more desperate as she drew closer to release. My need threatened to fully consume me, so I realized I couldn’t wait any longer. With one final thrust, we both cried out in ecstasy, our bodies writhing together in a symphony of pleasure.

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The golden sun shined above, warming my skin, droplets of sweats slid down my bare back. My bones ached from exhaustion and pain, bonded by heavy chains to the hands and knees, I knelt down feeling tiny pebble pierce my kneecap. Head bowed down in forceful submission, my freedom was kept. The hush whispers and excited cries from the sadistic crowd grow louder, consuming all sounds. I could feel them gawking at my naked form, it brought needle like feelings to my skin being so vulnerable and exposed to all who cared to see, it made my pulse race and my eye watered knowing that I was at their mercy. My heart quicken at the thought of being stoned to death or beheaded, it might come down to tha

Working gradually for my cunt to settle into the stretch while I felt his cock touch places deep in me that Connor had never for once touched. My small breasts bounced with every thrust as I looked down and saw his cock sliding in and out of me, slippery with my own juice. And across the room I saw Connor. He had Lisa bent over a couch. Her fake boob job swinging as he pounded into her from behind. Her head was thrown back. Her mouth open in a loud, filthy moan. "Oh fuck, yes! Fuck me harder!" And Connor grunted. "You like that… you dirty bitch?" "Yes! Yes! Give it to me!"

“Admit it, Leo. Say you’re mine.” The pleasure was overwhelming. Every deep thrust hit that spot and made my legs shake. I was craving him so bad it scared me. “I’m yours,” I gasped. “Fuck…Vincenzo, I’m yours. Don’t stop.” He fucked me harder, the glass wall fogging up from our heat. “That’s right. My captive. My personal fucktoy. Gonna breed you right here so you feel me all day.” “Yes…breed me,” I begged, voice breaking. My cock rubbed against the slick glass with every powerful thrust. “Fill me up again. Please.”

I could feel the vibration in my cord, the way my bulge didn't seem to stop growing. “No, she isn't,” I muttered under my breath. It wasn't right to claim her. It was against the code. The code was never to touch a female slave no matter what. But right now, as she writhed underneath me, pressing her soft mould against my chest, making liquid heat to pool in my cock. My last bit of sanity was on a thin line, on the edge — swaying.