Selfbondagestories นิยาย & เรื่องราว

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."

They swore it wouldn’t happen again. Swore with the smell of sex still hanging between them and their bodies tangled in sweat and silence. But Brielle knew the way Delilah clung to her after was not a goodbye. It was a promise. A weak one. One neither of them believed. When morning came, Delilah was gone from her side, the silk robe missing, her presence wiped clean like she had never been there. Except for the faint pink nail marks on Brielle’s back. The scent of her still clinging to her skin. The ache between her legs that reminded her exactly what she’d done. What they’d done.

The e-mail showed that Selena was Googling pornographic websites - specifically sites which catalogued and stored sex stories. As he checked the screenshots and the text which was being typed into the search bar, he found that she was looking for stories which dealt with S&M, dominance and submission, bondage and humiliation. The next e-mail had a screenshot of the story that she was apparently reading, since the next several e-mails all had screenshots of the same story, just pages later.

everything but not now, not when we got three people waiting to tease me in the morning if I can't work. I gazed deep into his eyes and I knew for certain that Ferguson was going to stop until he was deep in me. I let out an exhausted sigh, "let's make a deal..." He arched a brow, "what deal?" "If you let me go, I promise to make double for it," A small smirk drew across his lips, holding my strong in his grip, "you do know I own this condo right?" I flickered my eyes in confusion, "I know... but what that have to do with this,"

There was guilt in her eyes. But something else too. Loneliness. They learned they were neighbors. Foreigners in unfamiliar ways — one Japanese woman afraid of failing as a first-time mother, one Korean woman isolated in a new country, married to a distant businessman who was rarely home. Their children grew up like pieces of a puzzle fitting together. Aika’s son: Haru Takahashi. Tae Ha’s twins: Lee Tae Yeon and Lee Tae Min. Especially Tae Min and Haru.

I needed the money for countless bills. Another worker passed by and rolled her eyes at me. On her name tag, I saw her name was Halsey, and I wondered if I had ever done anything to Halsey. Ever since I got a job as a cleaner here, I grabbed zero friends and a bazillion enemies. Except for Raphael who was always pesky about dating me, but I always turned him down, remembering my past relationship with Abien. I bet other workers laughed at him for seeing me as a person of interest.

But the noose had strapped this spirit so tightly that there was no way to escape. Wikanya tried to reach for the woman’s body on the bed. She only hoped that once she had owned this body, she would be freed from this hunt. ‘No use’ No matter how hard you try to resist, it’s useless. The power of the lasso that no soul is free from bondage makes it impossible to escape at will. Wikanya was dragged to the front of the gates of Hell. The heat from within was emitted until it was felt. Both arms were strapped with nooses, but she tried to hold on to the edge of the door. She glanced at the light that appeared on the young lady’s body.

Maiden POV: I was out on a run, enjoying the thought of being free. I needed this from all the stress that I was dealing with lately. One of the main issue I’m dealing is with having a mate. When she is around, I cannot think clearly. I feel our bond is getting stronger. Villian does not make it even better. He keeps telling me how much we need Nilayah and her wolf. I knew he was a softy. It should never surprise me at all.