Sexy Handcuffs Novels & Stories

Then let me fuck you hard until you moan out my name in pleasure," a smile escaped my lips while I glared at him while trying to control my laughter. I watched him as he happily unzipped his black baggy thick jeans. “ Arch your back for me “ , he commanded,his voice thick with lust. “ Yes daddy “ , I responded lustfully. I stared at him wondering what he wanted to do while he walked up to the wardrobe … “ I was thinking we could try out these handcuffs on you “ , a smirk escaped his face , and the once faux smile which formed on my face disappeared as fast as lightning would. The handcuffs were black with thick iron rims. It was just like those they use in the prison, except the fact that it

He stayed inside me, grinding gently, kissing me through the aftershocks. But he wasn’t done. He pulled out carefully, his cum already starting to leak from my freshly-fucked hole. “Stay right there, baby.” He walked out naked, cock still half-hard and glistening, and returned a minute later with a pair of heavy metal cuffs from his car. My eyes widened. “Hands and legs above your head,” he ordered, voice rougher now. “I’m going to fuck you proper this time.” I obeyed, trembling. He cuffed my wrists together, then pulled my legs up and back, cuffing my ankles to the headboard so I was folded in half, ass up, completely exposed and helpless. My hole winked open, leaking his cum.

“Tonight’s about you, baby. I want to worship every inch of this body. Kiss you until you’re melting, tease you until you’re shaking. I’m going to make sure you have multiple orgasms, Cass. Slow ones that build like fire, fast ones that hit like lightning. You’ll come on my fingers, my tongue, maybe even just from my words. But you won’t move an inch.” With that, he reached into the drawer beside the bed and pulled out a pair of soft-lined handcuffs. He snapped one around her wrist, threading the chain through the headboard slat before securing the other. Her arms stretched above her head, body arched and immobile, completely at his mercy no matter how sweet the assault.

She put it on, the soft fabric a comforting caress against her skin. He led her to the bedroom, his hand possessively on the small of her back. He laid her down on the bed, his eyes burning with a hunger that took her breath away. “You’ve been a very disobedient girl,” he murmured, his voice a low, seductive purr. “You enjoyed being fucked on that balcony. You enjoyed the risk. You enjoyed the attention. You need to be punished.” He opened the top drawer of his nightstand and took out a pair of handcuffs. They were made of silver, with a soft, black lining.

the whole shelf was decorated with Bondage rope , Spreader bars and yokes ,Collars , Anal hook , arm binder , Gags , bondage tape , Ankle Cuffs , Floggers , whips , paddles , canes , cat suit , chastity belts , Nipple Clamps , Pussy pumper. He took the red hanky and blindfolded her...she shook at his sudden blindfolding ....she said "Hey....darling what aaaaaah" ...she screamed because she felt a sudden force on her body....he threw her in bed with a force because she was calling him darling continuously ....

- I begged, looking at the place where we had sex not long ago. Our lips met violently, as if we might die if we didn't kiss. He picked me up, still naked and wet, and threw me on the bed, not forgetting his tongue on mine, demanding, wild. He bit my lower lip, pulling slowly with his teeth, opening his eyes and staring at me as his hand tried to find something on the floor. He let go of me and picked up a white box, which I hadn't even noticed there. He removed a pair of black leather handcuffs and placed them on one wrist, looping the chain behind the headboard, closing the other on his left wrist.

“Don't worry about the time, sweetheart, just focus on the sound of these handcuffs and how they’re going to look cinched tight around your delicate little wrists while I keep you pinned to this headboard.” “Handcuffs? Like the ones you used on Trixie last night? I heard her through the walls, Jax, I heard how she was crying and moaning while you were thumping into her, and I stayed awake for hours just thinking about how much I wanted you to do that to me too.” “I know you did, you delicious little bitch, because I could hear your bed creaking from the other room and I knew you were probably rubbing that sweet clit of yours raw while you imagined it was my cock inside you instead of just yo

My hands gripped the chains attached to my wrists as he continued his assault, I could feel the friction building up inside. I was screaming into the bedsheets he brought the toy to my pussy and held it over my clit. The second it touched me I couldn’t stop the gushing coming from me. The sound of squelching and slurping filled the air. I heard his delighted grunts as moved one of his legs to get a better angle to get to me deeper whilst holding the toy to my clit. It was intense, he had used a vampire proof handcuffs and spreader bar that I couldn’t break free.

I agree he has been well behaved recently and hasn't been punished in a while. "Fine," I give in. Cole hugs me and I feel his erection against my leg. "Let's go to the bedroom," Marcus says and Cole leads the way. He makes us lay down on the bed side by side as he rummages in the drawer with some toys in it. I watch as he pulls out two pairs of handcuffs, two vibrators and some thin Velcro straps. "Hands above your head please," he says sweetly and handcuffs us both to the headboard. Marcus is tense as he tugs on the handcuffs a little.