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I exclaimed, already imagining him tied up in chains while his boyfriend whips him. “How much do you know about it?” He asked. “Well, I have watched some videos on the internet and read a few things. I mean, who has never heard of bdsm these days?” I replied, trying to remember what I exactly saw. “I know it involves a lot of leather, whips, bondage and pain. Oh my goodness, are you into that? Is Grayson dominant? Like, does he tie you up and whip you and fuc..” Ahhh, just keep quiet, Jasper.” He whisper-yelled at me, quickly glancing back towards the open door.

Damian pleads. "No!" I argue and Adrian smirks, disappearing behind me again. "I'll just make you bleed then," he says before I hear the whip again. My body automatically thrashes against the restraints as he repeatedly whips my back. "This is taking too long," Adrian complains before I hear him go to the drawers again. He stands beside me and shows me what he's got now. It's a cat o nine but it has small metal beads at the end of each knot. I've never seen this before, it isn't standard bdsm equipment, even for hardcore sadists. Adrian must see the confusion on my face because he laughs and gets ready to explain.

Layla explained, her eyes scanning the room nervously. I gazed at her stomach and she began telling me about he so-called masters, the Taller one name was Master Bradon, according to Layla he had a pinch of heart in his body but the short one name Master Carlos was Ruthless and despicable, he was the one that raped her and got her pregnant.

Why did I have to open my smart ass mouth? Aphrodite curls her hands over mine on the arms of the chair and looks down at me. “Maybe you would be better off if I take you to the realm of my personal dungeon. Let you think about things for a while. You would make a good slave to the BDSM creatures I keep there. They could teach you to be respectful, Kas.” “You know, I’ve done the whole slavery thing before. Not a fan.” I shake my head, trying to hide my nerves.

You're our Christmas present. Foreplay ramped up as they hauled me to my feet, stripping me with rough efficiency. Stefan unzipped my dress, letting it pool at my feet, exposing my black lace thong and bra. Nathan unclasped the bra, freeing my full breasts, dark nipples hard as pebbles. 'Goddamn, these tits,' he muttered, pinching one roughly while Stefan groped my ass, fingers digging into the flesh. They led me to the bedroom, a massive suite with a four-poster bed draped in silk sheets, mirrors on the ceiling to catch every angle. BDSM vibes hit quick; Stefan pulled silk ties from a drawer, binding my wrists loosely to the headboard as I lay back, legs spread.

Cassandra Salvatore ~•~ That night, I slept with a smile on my face. I also made extensive research on BDSM and all my possible kinks. I watched some videos that I had to keep on a low volume if I didn't want to wake Jules up and have her know what I was up to.

“I’m your mistress tonight. My master and I have come to play. Are you ready?” “Yes, Mistress,” he replies, voice heavy with longing. I bend forward, displaying my cleavage, smiling as Adam growls softly at the sight of my bare pussy beneath my short skirt. Both males become noticeably aroused, heightening my own excitement. I take a seat facing my slave, intentionally exposing my soaked pussy, tracing my fingers teasingly along my thighs. “Your paperwork says you enjoy sensation play and bondage. Is that correct?” “Yes, Mistress,” he breathes, eyes fixed on my movements.

She on the other hand is the girl whose parents were killed, was made a slave, and now has powers she has no idea how to use. She felt small compared to her mates and wondered if the Moon Goddess did not make a mistake when pairing her with them. Growing up she was excited about meeting her mate and that feeling intensified when she was a slave. She prayed for her mate to come and find her. maybe save her from the life of slavery she was living, but as years went by and she did not shift. She gave up on the mate thinking that maybe she really was human and had no mate like werewolves do.

“I forgive you dummy, still annoyed tho. She sighed. “Thanks bestie,” I beam happily. “Now spill the tea, what's going on,? She asked. “Nothing much, honestly just— I didn't even finish she cut me off. “Don't you dare tell me nothing much, now spill. She commanded. “Me and Slate f*****d, I and Aurelio f*****d, last night Zayden and I did the BDSM shit,” I covered my face in shame, but good shame. “OMG, you did what??????? She literally screamed in my head. I don’t suppose like my new.

In truth, she'd been feeling very powerful lately, the main reason being the Lycan. Their little BDSM session had brought them closer, and Belinda had discovered she rather liked being tied up and whipped. Draven, in turn, had begun spoiling her again. He fulfilled her every request, as long as she gave him a good fucking afterward. In front of his men, he pampered her, but in the privacy of his bedroom, he fucked her like the dirty little whore she was.