Spandex Bondage Stories Novels & Stories

"That's not going to work." Sebastian smirked. "The handcuffs are infused with magic and can't be broken. They didn't hold that feral vampire, but they will hold you." Helena stared at him defiantly, refusing to give in. Sebastian laughed as he watched her struggle.

My body rocked and shook as I let loose the tied knot at the pit of my stomach, my mouth opened wide as I couldn't stop myself from moaning so loud, and I was sweating profusely. I pushed his head back, pretending as though I'm putting up a fight and pushing him away, when in reality I'm f**king enjoying what he's doing and didn't want him to stop. My back arched as I came on his tongue, every drop of my juice was on his tongue and he pulled out of me. He looked in my eyes as he swallowed the juice he's gathered in his mouth, then grabbed my hand and pulled me up, into a kneeling position. He spanked my breasts hard a few times, before he undid his belt, sliding it out loop by loop with a si

"You can do light bondage or heavy bondage. Do you think you'd enjoy your boyfriend taking complete control of you?" My spine shivered as I slowly nodded, getting excited just by the thought of it. We hadn't really done anything like that before, but I knew in my soul that I would enjoy Drake taking control of me as I was tied up beneath him; completely at his mercy. She pulled down a kit and tossed it to me. I glanced down and read what was inside the package: two silk ropes, blindfold, and two wrist restraints. This would be interesting and I had a feeling Drake would know how to use these things well before I ever would.

My torso still provided a fairly good display, but once my bottom was covered, sitting down was not a problem, despite the spanking. We had a wonderful evening, playing cards until 11:30, switching partners every six games. Sandra won. After we'd quit cards, Master showed Dan and Sandra our bondage furniture. As he talked about it, I got the familiar tingles from imagining myself bound and helpless. Sandra noticed. "It still gives me a little shot of adrenaline," Sandra whispered. "Wish I was a bit younger." To the two men, she said, "Come on, Dan. Let's give these two love birds a little space. I think the slave is getting antsy."

i pull out my phone and call, "Hey buddy. Are you doing anything tonight?" Sitting down on the couch I await his answer. "Not really. There is this one girl that has been trying to get me to fuck her senseless, but other than that no." He is quiet for a minute, "Here's an idea. Since she wants me to fuck her, why don't you come over and we can tag team her. Maybe you can do some of your bondage shit on her too. She might get a kick out of it and we could fuck her till she's raw. I mean here me out. Tie her up, gag her and then we can fuck her senseless. Hell, we wouldn't even need to use a condom. She would be our come bag."

"Lisa and I own our own business, currently under my husband's company umbrella, though we're hoping to break out of his company shortly. We build bondage furniture. We currently have two other employees; Janet, sitting here with us, and Reneé, another woman." "What's bondage furniture?" Alice asked. "Furniture designed to allow Dominants to tie or confine their submissives for whatever purposes they deem fit. We have a piece in this home we'll show you in a moment," Lisa replied. "You mean for people to get tied up and whipped and shit," Shasta said.

I heard his zipper, then felt the thick, hot head of his bare cock pressing against my hole. "No condom?" I choked out. "Bareback, Alex. I want to feel every inch of this virgin ass." He pushed forward, not slow. The head popped in and I groaned loud, the burn intense. "Too big…slow down…" "Take it." He gripped my hips hard and drove deeper, inch by thick inch, stretching me wide open. "Fuck, you're tight. Gripping me like you were made for this." I clawed at the couch cushions, moaning helplessly as he bottomed out. His heavy balls pressed against me. The fullness was overwhelming, hot, throbbing, raw.

Jake exploded across my tits, thick white ropes covering my dark red nipples. Alex flooded my ass with hot cum. Ryan shoved deep down my throat and pumped his load straight into my belly. I collapsed onto the couch, a cum-covered, gaping, dripping mess. Cum leaked steadily from my asshole and pussy while more ran down my chin and over my tits. My body was sore, exhausted, and utterly satisfied. I looked up at the three of them with a filthy, tired smile. “I think I owe all of you one now…”

I relaxed my throat, letting him slide deeper, feeling him hit the back of my throat. "Good girl," he groaned, his hand fisting in my hair. "Take it all." Behind me, I felt something hard and smooth press against my ass. The strap-on. Jade was wearing a strap-on and she was positioning it right against my entrance, teasing me with the tip. "Breathe," she whispered. "Relax for me." I tried. I took a deep breath through my nose, relaxing my body as much as I could while Marcus's cock filled my mouth. Then I felt her push forward.

Andrew's crosses, spanking benches, suspension rigs, bondage furniture I didn't even have names for. And people. Dozens of people in various states of dress and undress, some watching scenes in progress, others negotiating their own. On one platform, a woman was tied to a cross while her dom worked her over with a flogger, her skin turning pink under the leather falls. On another, a man was bent over a spanking bench, his dom's hand coming down hard on his ass while he counted each strike. My cock was achingly hard, pressing against the tight jeans Dante had made me wear.