Sexy Handcuffs Novels & Stories

He was focused on destroying my pussy. “I am coming! I’m coming again!” I yelled, my fingers digging into his muscular arms. My climax hit me like a tidal wave. My pussy gripped his nine-inch dick so hard I thought he might pop. I was shaking and crying out, my voice raw from screaming. Leo didn't stop; he increased the speed, his dick hitting my sweet spot with every violent thrust. “I’m going to blow, Veronica! I can’t hold it”! He roared.

I drank it, growling. I got up and opened the wardrobe. Digging around, I found what I’d given the gardener to hide — the hidden stash—cuffs, clamps, massive vibrator, thick plug. Cuffed her wrists wide to the posts, ankles locked spread-eagle. Her body quivered, tits heaving. cuffs, clamps, toys. Perfect. I cuffed her wrists to the bedposts, spread her legs wide, and locked her ankles down too. Her tits bounced as she squirmed, her eyes wide and desperate. I kissed down her chest, clamping her nipples tight until she gasped.

Fishing out a pair of fuzzy toy handcuffs that could be unlocked by the user with a lock safety function, Joe cuffed himself to the bedpost and commanded the app to begin calibration. He didn’t know what to expect lying on his back on a towel spread on his bed with toys in his ass and dick. All he could do was moan at the subtle vibrations that quickly picked up speed inside and out.

My fingers took one of them between and pinched it. “Should I make you scream from pain?” I twisted, but all I got was a soft gasp. “Or maybe you are more into impact play?” I slapped her breast, making it jiggle. “I’m gonna take a picture of how red I make them, and then every time I jerk off, I’ll think of the pathetic slut who wanted to die after getting railed. ”She thrashed her head, her whole body shaking, her thighs trying to close themselves. And I just watched. Watched and wondered what her skin would feel like under my fingers, how hard her nipples could become, what taste her pussy had.

I moaned into Zach's kiss, both my hands still cuffed behind my back as the two huge men fucked me hard with deep, powerful thrusts. They started to alternate then, Zach sliding out while Ajax went balls-deep into my ass, and then switching it up as Ajax pulled out to let Zach fill me with every inch. I could feel two sets of hands on my ass, my skirt around my waist and my stretched, soaked panties almost torn completely from my body. I could feel his lips and teeth at my neck, nipping me there as one of his hands pulled hard on the handcuffs, pulling me upright as he plunged his cock into my ass.

—he gestured to the handcuffs—“is a reminder of your surrender. You’re free to explore the darkness with me, but there are limits to how far you can stray.” I looked down at my wrists, the cuffs glinting ominously in the dim light, and a rush of conflicting emotions surged within me. On one hand, the restraints felt like a prison, a way of binding me to him and denying my freedom. But on the other, they ignited a thrill of excitement—a testament to the bond we had forged through pain and submission. “Why handcuffs?” I asked, my voice a whisper tinged with uncertainty. “What do you want from me?”

“Tonight you will,” Derek said darkly. He pushed in slowly, stretching my tight ass open. The fullness was overwhelming — both holes filled by my father’s best friends. They started fucking me in rhythm, one thrusting in while the other pulled out. I was screaming in pleasure, completely stuffed. -------- They didn’t give me time to recover. Derek flipped me onto my stomach roughly and pinned me down with his heavy body. Ryan reached into his bag and pulled out a pair of metal handcuffs — shiny, police-issue.

Another hard spank, then another. He didn’t hold back. Each slap landed with punishing force, turning her ass cheeks bright red. The pain bloomed hot, mixing with the throbbing need between her legs until she was moaning shamelessly, grinding her soaked pussy against the edge of the desk. “You’re going to learn what happens when you push me too far,” he growled, voice rough with anger and raw lust. He reached into his briefcase and pulled out a pair of metal handcuffs—actual fucking handcuffs. Lila’s eyes widened.

Most day when we are intimate ,we make love. But tonight.... tonight I needed to dominate her. I reach in the box. I pull out a little rubber ring. It goes around my shaft and it vibrates while I'm inside of her. Then I grab handcuffs. I walk back over to the bed. I hold the handcuffs upward in her view. She jumps up with a smile and puts her hands out. I shake my head. "Turn around babe." I say to her. She turned around on her knees still on the bed as I stood at the end.

Fuckin' sexy. I went harder, slamming my finger into her and watching her back arch. I loved the little moans that tore from her lips. They fueled my hunger for her, the need to be buried deep inside her. I could tell she was getting closer to orgasm, and I pulled away, catching the disappointment that married her face. Hopping off the bed, I went to the closet, pulling out the one thing I'd never thought I would use…a handcuff. Cuffing her hands and legs to the bed, I stood back, marveling at the sight of her pink twat on display.