Yuri Bondage Novels & Stories

In one move, he unclasps it and uses the strap of said bra to hold my hands hostage over my head. Holding my hands there with one hand, he uses his other one to sneak into my panties. One finger, and then two. Slowly, he fills me up until his whole fingers are in me, moving in and out at a steadily increasing tempo. The only part I'm able to move is my hips since my hands are held hostage and my legs are trapped by his thighs. At this point, I'm completely at a loss for words. Only grunts, and pants, and moans are the sounds capable of crossing my lips.

"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.

Carefully sliding his mate from his lap, Linus took one of Dyllen’s legs with Urkane taking the other. Brite and the bulky beta Yash took an arm each as Dyllen thrashed, trying to get free. There was some strength in the movements, but it felt oddly lacking and the alpha was easy enough to hold down. Skye pulled the alpha’s pants down and Linus could almost hear the dirty joke die in Caige’s throat as an oozing bandage was revealed.

Each time with a man felt more thrilling than several nights with women. Now, he knew very well that it would be over. His lust for the body of men would be over when he found his bound. He also knew there was no doubt that his bound would be female. Afterall, it was the norm to be bound to the opposite gender and since he is heir, no heir could go past the norm. Not if they wished to be denied their rights to the throne. It didn't matter if he fucked around with all the male slaves or servants in the world, just as long as his bound was female. It just had to be female.

I don't care," I snapped. Adrian looked at me then. Not surprised. Not calm. Just… focused. Like he knew I would be here. That made my stomach tighten. The overseer began chanting. The runes on the floor lit up. And then— Pain hit me. It wasn't a physical pain. It was the bond. It was like my chest snapped open like a rope. I reeled backwards and grabbed my arm. “Selene?” I heard Adrian yell, but it seemed like it was from a distance. The pain intensified. It wasn't pain. It was like the bond itself was exploding at the ritual. Morgana noticed immediately.

I rode Gray like his body would take me straight to heaven. My thighs burned, and my fingers laced behind his neck. Right as he hit that sacred spot, my spine arched and my head splayed back. It was enough for him to remove the tie from my hair, allowing it to cascade freely, almost touching my butt. In true Gray form, he wrapped my chocolate tresses around his fist and tugged a deeper bow in my spine. The dance seemed choreographed and flawless. Our bodies heard a rhythm where there was no music and found a melody all our own. The slow, deep rock of my hips brought me to the peak of sexual frenzy. My moans were foreign to my ear. As I cried out in pleasure, I didn't recognize the sounds. Wi

His fist trembled violently now… raw emotions trying and failing to spill out. His jaw clenched so hard a vein stood out at his temple. Then… He bit down on his lip hard… Too hard. A sharp breath escaped him through his nose as he fought it down, body still rigid, shoulders shaking with the effort of restraint. Another second passed. Then another. And slowly… His arm dropped first… Then his shoulders. His hand loosened, fingers uncurling one by one as if each one cost him effort to release. But his eyes never left Anastasia… Not once.

His arms and leg were wrapped around me as if I was some tree and he was like a climber who was wrapped around my body. He buried his head in the crook of my neck and his warm breath was creating alien sensations in the pool of my stomach. Oh, God !! my whole body started burning. I tried to sleep but couldn't, as my body was just too aware of being held captive by his body. Oh, God !! what was happening to me? It seemed that I was on fire. I tried to get out of his arms but could not, finally, I stopped trying, and as I was also very tired, so I slept.

I clenched my teeth He grabbed my waist, and pounced on my lips and parted it with his tongue. I never expected it but I like it. I wanted to pull out, my body needed that very moment. He pushed me gently on the bed, as he pulls off his shirt. I could see his dick standing firm from his trousers which suprisenly made me wet. Oh my God is so big, i want it inside of me. He went for my dress, he ripped it into two and I was left with only my panties, I felt my pussy making movement like it's calling for him. He gulped my breast inside his mouth, sucking it like his life depended on it.

When Shane nodded, she pulled several coils of colored rope from underneath her chair. Shamira's soul was smiling. This was SO staged, but she did not care. Banshee was a master (or mistress, if you will) of Kinbaku, a very beautiful, artistic form of Japanese bondage. Dessert was brought out as Banshee painstakingly removed Shamira's current bonds only to replace them with a web of brightly colored rope. By the time the Japanese woman was done, it looked as if Shamira, on her knees, had tried to push her way through a spider's web.