Slashfic Leather Novels & Stories

“Planning what exactly?” Kyler crouched, unzipping the bag slowly, like he wanted me to savour the moment. I could see a dark rainbow of leather, silk, and steel — cuffs, straps, ropes, a soft black blindfold, and a gleaming metal hook I didn’t recognize. He lifted one at a time like a magician showing his props: a pair of cuffs lined with red fur; a braided leather leash; a thin wand with a rounded tip that buzzed faintly when he flicked it on.

There was a happy smile on her face as she sorted through next day delivery lingerie, then a wide variety of sex toys where she was hurriedly picking one of everything she had an idea of how to use properly. The most expensive being a set of leather and chain reinforced cuffs with a solid weighted steel spreader bar. That more than a few reviews said were various large animal strength proof- Bears, wolves, a few tigers and one dragon that Melody still didn't really think were real. But there were a few too many specific animal references in the many reviews that Melody had to think at least a few had to be from shifter relationships. She hoped at least.

“If you shift, I’ll kill you.” The limping Wyatt returns with one of my favourite toys – my silver whip. That wasn't the one I had in mind, but it will do nicely. The lashes are made of silver chains and infused with Hemlock, which will leave permanent scars on the wolf's body. I’d prefer to use it on one of the twins, but they haven’t recovered from my last punishment yet, and much as I dislike them, they are strong warriors and handy in a fight.

Before he could respond, the first one lunged. Leofric was faster. His blade met the creature midair, slicing through flesh and illusion alike. The air hissed as the thing dissolved, but two more took its place. I drew my dagger. Not silver—moonstone. A weapon meant for spell-bound souls. It pulsed in my grip. One came at me—a child’s form, with black veins crawling up her face. I didn’t flinch. I stabbed it through the heart. Her body turned to ash before it hit the ground.

She couldn't help but open her eyes and saw that the small cat had stopped the enormous werewolf! At this moment, countless amber rays of light and intricate glowing patterns emanated from the weak kitten, resembling a fabric that bound the werewolf, preventing him from reaching them. All the cat's fur stood on end, and its green eyes fearlessly stared at the werewolf. The werewolf's arms were bound, and after a while, he let out a sinister smile: "Just a circus trick." A flash of purple light appeared in his eyes, and his fingers grew sharp claws, slashing through the amber light rays with a "swish swish" sound!

It was as unique as a fingerprint. I plucked the strap from her hands, keeping my fingers steady. Freezing water slicked my knuckles as I flipped the hide over. The leather felt remarkably stiff and weathered, creating a sharp contrast to the raw, weeping sap of the cedar carvings. Someone had preserved this fragment for over a decade, folding it and shielding it from the elements while waiting for the exact hour to drop it in the dirt.

“Always, Leo.” He pulled out a set of black leather cuffs lined with soft fur. “These are for your wrists.” He secured them to the sturdy legs of the antique armchair. Then, produced a black silky piece that looked like a blindfold. “And this is so you can focus on how I make you feel.”

A thick black silicone butt plug, a heavy metal spreader bar with leather cuffs, a bright red ball gag, silver nipple clamps with a chain, a black leather paddle, a powerful bullet vibrator, a bottle of lube and so much more that I couldn’t even name.

Lydia shook her head and offered me a sympathetic smile, seeming like she might be acquainted with the horrors of Hell. She walked across the room and around the back of the sofas, toward a small table beneath the Hatch. After a few clicks of the screen behind its door, she showed me her favorite outfitters, who supplied garments for the athletic but elegant she-wolf. I chose a pair of brown leather pants, a white tank top with hidden support, and a denim jacket that came with holsters and a hidden bandolier. “I’ll take you down to the armory and get you stocked with anti-demon bullets.”

Lu screamed, her mouth falling open, and she looked from the wounds I’d given her to Lea, whose only response was baring her teeth at her as she prepared to launch another series of attacks. I could feel the tension heighten in the atmosphere around us, and a quick glance at my side showed Hector standing with his arms still folded, taking in everything with a bland expression on his face. A scream from Lu immediately commanded my attention, and I turned sharply to find that she was shifting in front of me. Her gear was made of some synthetic leather material that disappeared when she shifted, and if looks could kill I would’ve been dead. “You bitch,” she said in a rage-filled cry.