Story Of O Bondage 소설 & 이야기

He is standing now while I am still sitting on the floor. “He told me that the ones he gave were used for something called bondage. Do you want to try?” He is now walking towards the table and I am just watching him. I did not answer. Bondage? What's that? I just heard that word today. When he got the equipment, he came back to me carrying a leather choker with a chain. There is also a red rope that looks easy to break. “What are those? Leather and rope? I can easily break those.” I got up. “But if that's what you want, then, I can't do anything. Is it not?"

I knew the hold would be temporary, but I hoped it would be long enough for us to escape the place. I grabbed Binta, she was hesitant at first, but then I tugged harder, yelling at her that we had limited time. "Your mother and husband sent me here," I said to her. Remembering her loved ones, she let go of her father; I could see the pain in her eyes, but there was no time for goodbyes. I was sure they had had enough time to catch up while in bondage together, but it was now time to go, so I tugged, and we began to run. I feared they would stop me at the gate, but when we arrived there, it was unguarded, and so we ran out. The light led us back into the jungle. The shackle and chains were st

Now I know that I'm nothing, but a curse, now I know that I've always been the problem. I tried standing up, but winced and fell down again, as all my body aches from the one hundred lashes I was given back there. For how long will I continue to wallow in this pains? For how long will I have to suffer like this? For how long will I have to take this pains? The thought of being beaten everyday till I die, makes me feel like taking my whole life, but how is that even possible, when my hands are tied? Laying on the bare floor, I allowed my tears fall freely from my eyes, as the thought of everyone, my parents, mother Lia, and Kai, keep haunting my messed mind. I felt my eyelids heavy, and slowl

His hands were shaking so badly he could barely grab the napkins. Mrs. Rodriguez appeared with a mop and paper towels, and for the next two minutes I helped clean up the mess while trying desperately to understand what had just happened. My wolf was going absolutely feral inside my chest, clawing and howling and demanding I go back to him, touch him again, claim him. No. No No No No No. This wasn't possible. This wasn't allowed. True Mate bonds didn't happen like this. They were supposed to be gradual, a pull that developed over weeks or months. Not a nuclear explosion on first contact. And they definitely, absolutely, under no circumstances were supposed to happen with HUMANS.

I fought the tears, “and they begin to have sex in front of me and remember what has been taught to us about mates sleeping with another that is not their mate?” Mandy nodded gasping as she realized what I was about to say, “Oh, my Goddess,” She whispered. “It is real pain. I didn’t think it was, but it is, and it hurt so bad I couldn’t breathe. They had sex almost all day. Then she left and he ordered me to get naked and, on his bed. Then he used the bond against me and made me have sex with him. He claimed it was my reward doe being a good girl.” I felt tears fall down my cheeks like a waterfall.

But Oprah couldn’t get out of the car since it was locked by the driver. When she turned around to open the lock, she saw Burgess loosening his tie and approaching her. She realized what he was planning and struggled desperately, but a woman's strength did not match a man's. Soon, her hands were bound by Burgess using his tie. "Burgess, don’t do it, please. Let me go…" Oprah helplessly begged and cried in front of him. She didn’t want to lose the baby and started to love him, she wanted to meet him.

I looked toward the darkening forest. "Kade lost his freedom long before he ever realized it." The line became silent. "What are you talking about?" "When he was released from prison years ago, he underwent what he believed was a medical recovery procedure." "I know about that." "He believed the treatment would repair the damage his body suffered during imprisonment." "So?" "It wasn't treatment." Another pause. "It was a binding." Her breathing changed. "What kind of binding?" "A blood oath." Complete silence followed. When she finally spoke again, surprise filled her voice.

Two years. That's how long I was gone. I volunteered for the Northern territory. And at my welcome home party, the “Truth or Dare” challenge was about him. Jaxon. My mate. The pack was howling with laughter, teasing smirks all around. “Alora, spill a secret! How’d Alpha Jaxon get that nick in his left ear? What’s his favorite food? And how long does he last during his Rut?” I answered each one. “A rock shard from an avalanche. Venison with moonpetal. And in bed… exactly one hundred and eight minutes.” Fifty questions about him. I nailed every single one. Clara, the pureblood she-wolf always at his side, propped her chin on her hand. “You sound just like his mate, don’t you?” Someone else jum

An irreversible bond. When he woke up, his eyes were like ice. "So this was your plan? You and your brother set me up?" "No, Owen! We're fated..." "Fated?" He sneered. "Maybe you faked that too." He gave my brother the money, but he told me: "You trapped me. So don't even think about leaving. This is your debt. A debt you can never repay." Our bond went from a beautiful dream blessed by the Moon Goddess. To a conspiracy in his eyes—a scheme by me and my brother to trap him.

"It’s activating. You have to fight through it. Hold on!" The burning agony spread from my heart through my whole body. My spirit wolf was screaming. I felt invisible chains snapping one by one. It was my soul-bond with Austen. The seed I had planted thirty days ago had finally bloomed. A final, violent SNAP echoed in the depths of my soul. And then… nothing. Silence. Freedom. The pain was gone. I collapsed onto the bed, gasping. For the first time in two lifetimes, my heart felt light.