Tag: Bondage

Erotic Poem: “Plundered”

“Plundered”

I am a pirate for your innocence.
Once aboard
your moonlit vessel
I will tie you to the mast
and lay waste to your purity.

In the throws of the storm, amidst the squalls, the swells,
and the cracks of thunder,
with your body drenched, and your wrists bound,
I will pillage your breath
and raid your chambers.

I will drink of your sweet spirits
and feast on your soft flesh
until your weary frame
slumps
limply against the ropes.

This is the thievery you longed for
silently.
In the shadow of your propriety, lays a secret desire:
to be ravaged,
wrecked, and ruined.

Behind your veil of modesty,
lurks a forbidden craving:
to be chained and pierced —
to feel the full thrust of the cutlass
up to the hilt.

Alas,
your prayers to the devil have been answered.
I am your sacred demon,
a benevolent bandit,
sent to rob you of your inhibitions.

This is my twisted gift:
Through bondage, liberation;
freedom, in shackles.
If you trade the binds of your shame for the braids of my rope
I will bring you to bliss. Read more »

My best friend and I share an unexpected bonding experience [F28/F27] [masturbation] [sex toys] [pornography]

Carla texts me, “Can I come over?”

I roll my eyes, of course she can. She’s here basically every day. “Bring me a coffee,” I write, “My usual.”

It’s ten-fourteen a.m. when I send that, and she’s walking in the door by ten-twenty-nine, coffee in hand. She must’ve already been at the coffeeshop when she texted.

“Got you a croissant, too,” she says, plopping down on the couch next to me, handing me a paper coffee cup, ‘Eva’ scrawled on the side.

“Fuck, I love you, girl.” I dig in. I’ve got the TV on, some stupid reality show. It’d mindless, perfect for my mornings.

“Where’s Chris?” she says, “Still sleeping?”

Fair assumption, seeing that I’m curled halfway under the blanket, still wearing my baggy sleep t-shirt and pajama pants.

“Nah,” I say, “He had to work early today. I’ve been home alone, already now a few hours.”

Carla grins, nods at the corner of the room. “Is that what that’s about, then?”

I trace her gaze through my mess of cheap furniture and old magazines and dirty plates I really should clean up. There’s a small, beat-up old black table in the corner, and on it a lamp, two empty beer bottles, and a large fuchsia dildo. Read more »

Had the Absolute Bitch Fucked Out of Me [FM]

*Reposting from an older account that was deleted.*

Warning. This is ridiculously long.

TLDR: I got the absolute bitch fucked out of me on Sunday. I was degraded, humiliated and treated like a fuck toy. I enjoyed every minute of it.

Some Backstory:

I spent the better part of two years in a free use arrangement with someone much older than me. Things started shortly before my first year of university. I was the obvious submissive in this engagement and his to use.

Things sort of fizzled out right before Covid hit, I guess there is only so long such a dynamic can last, and when Covid hit, things completely ended.

We kinda sorta picked things up again this year but our old dynamic wasn’t there. We’ve fucked a handful of times but it was just equals having sex. I’ll be honest, it wasn’t all that much fun and I had lost interest.

That changed at our last encounter. He forced me to fall back into our old dynamic.

**Act 1 – Making me Submit**

He messaged me Saturday evening asking if I was free. I told him I was not but we could meet on Sunday. He agreed to come by my place after 6PM. Read more »

The Break and the Bestfriend, PT 8 [MF] [Bondage] [Anonymous]

(Trigger Warning. Read at own discretion)

(Second to last part of story)

I had spent the next twenty minutes teasing Red’s exposed pink cunt. Her trimmed red bush looked brighter against the pink skin as blood rushed to the area. The meat around her dripping hole twitched and throbbed. I had removed my shirt from her mouth and tied it around her eyes. She stopped trying to reason and had seemed to give in to the game I was playing.

“Seems like your pussy is still hungry even after the night you had getting fucked repeatedly by my boyfriend and my fist.” 

She whimpered. Her nipples were hard and erect. She looked so enticing. Just a collection of flesh to be bred. Yeah, she needed to be bred. She needed to be ruined.

I had searched through her room and found a plethora of toys. I wasn’t sure how much more time I had left, so I decided to use the larger of the vibrators. It looked like a cock that you could use to split an ass open with. Nothing she couldn’t take even if it was shoved straight up her used up snatch. Read more »

[FF] My (27f) GF (34f) and I have been trying orgasm torture.

So, it’s been a while since I wrote a story. Had a bad time at my first practice placement for grad school and the last few months were especially bad. That being said, I’m at a new place now doing therapy for medical students, and life is a lot easier than it used to be. Moving on…

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For the last few months, our sex life has been pretty good, despite the stress, and we’ve been pushing some boundaries and exploring some emotions we both have about sex. In doing so, we’ve pushed slightly away from the more traditional bondage we’ve been doing, but still staying in the realm of BDSM with things like orgasm denial and some light exhibitionism (going out on dates with a buttplug in, or with semi-visible lingerie, etc.) Typically, I call her Goddess and she calls me Toy, Slut, Princess, or Worshipper. It’s really nice, and I like feeling valued and noticed during sex.

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Love Pill – Part 13

[Part 1, ](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/tc9pfj/love_pill_part_1/)
[2, ](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/tcz36r/love_pill_part_2/)
[3, ](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/u5q4vk/love_pill_part_3/)
[4, ](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/ukykd8/love_pill_part_4/)
[5, ](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/v04w7j/love_pill_part_5/)
[6, ](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/vbt2av/love_pill_chapter_6/)
[7, ](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/vp12no/love_pill_part_7/)
[8, ](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/w5f4ag/love_pill_part_8_12/)
[9, ](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/wgun0z/love_pill_part_9_12/)
[10, ](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/wt6d4c/love_pill_part_10_12/)
[11, ](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/wzv44c/love_pill_part_11/)
[12](https://www.reddit.com/r/incestsexstories/comments/x4vtac/love_pill_part_12_12/)

**Chapter 13**

“Harder, Master,” my sister’s incessant whimpers sent shivers bolting through me. *“Harder.”*

“Ava,” I groaned, feeling beads of sweat rolling down my forehead. “Stop it.”

“Not until you go hard. Just like how you fuck me in bed.” She leaned closer, licking my earlobe. “Or in the elevator an hour ago. I can still feel your cum inside me.”

“Ava.” I set the dumbbells down and turned to my sister, my cock throbbing under my shorts. “What the fuck? I thought we were trying to workout?”

She let out a cute giggle, looking absolutely ravishing in her tight sports bra and even tighter leggings, her skin slick with a light sheen of sweat. Ava shook head, her pink ponytail swaying, amusement coloring her blue eyes.

“You’re just so much fun.” She inched closer and nibbled on my ear. I inhaled her scent, groaning at how fucking good she smelled, even better when sweaty. She giggled, the girly sound turning my breaths ragged. Read more »

[MF] We had a weekend of the most amazing sex in 15+ years! Part 5 (pegging, femdom, cum swap)

And so we are back to our child-free weekend of kinky and revitilizing sex.

As you remember, on day 1 we did a full-on 3-hours long BDSM scene with D/s, bondage, spanking till bruises, low temperature wax play, sensory deprivation, edging which led my wife to huge orgasm, I rimmed her, I trained her anus with fingers and several butt plugs and we had our first anal sex and i came inside her first time in 3 years. Most amazing sex in over 15 years!

Then the next day happens and we and I’m prepping myself for anal play, my wife dresses up in beautiful seductive lingerie and some kinky-gothish leather and chain bra and waist belt, puts a gag in my mouth, I help her to put on strap-on harness, tighten the belt and attach the smallest dildo that I bought for myself. A short, rigid, smooth, slightly curved black stick, that doesn’t look like penis at all (1 inch thick, 4.5 inches long). And we go straight to business. Wife rims me, then switches to sucking my dick and lubes her index finger and slowly slides 1 digit in my ass. Oh, shit, this feels awesome. 2 digits. 3 digits. Then middle finger. Then thumb. Then two fingers. I’m ecstatic. I mumble, fuck it, let’s do it. She adds more lube and starts slowly inserting this thing in me. What she doesn’t know, is that I tried it back home one time, and it’s piece of cake for me. But she does it really slow and steady and gentle and I love every second of this and don’t rush her, but eventually she starts thrusting faster. I take a tenga cup and start sliding my dick in it. Good heavens. I could tell by her look how she enjoyed seeing me like this. Read more »

Morning Surprise (M/F, CNC, RP, Bondage, Knifeplay)

Warnings: This story contains a scene of CNC roleplay, there is not a discussion of the scene prior. There is also the use of a knife as a threat, though it is not ‘used’ on a person.

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Kate woke with a start as a hand roughly clamped down over her mouth. She tried to scream, but rough fingers gripped her jaw, and it came out as a muffled squeak. She struggled at the weight pinning her to her bed in vain. The intruder wrestled one hand above her head and she heard a click as cold steel closed around her wrist. He had handcuffed her to the bed frame. A little more struggling and her second arm mirrored the first.

Finally, the intruder spoke, his voice gravel beneath the mask. “If you keep fighting, it’s just going to make it hurt more.” There was no emotion to his voice, just a flat statement of fact. There was a sharp click as he flipped open a knife in her field of view. “No noise, got it?” Read more »

Some thoughts are prettier left unsaid [M20s/F20s, D/s, degradation, bondage]

I can’t decide. I don’t know if I should wrap you in my arms. Plant gentle pecks on your pretty face. Nuzzle you into my neck. Or if I should hold you against me hard, gagged, hooded, clamped as I bruise your insides with my claim to my fuck-toy rag-doll with needy wet holes that you are.

I guess I’ll do both.

We will start slow. Your collaring for the night will be an act of love. I will administer it with a feathery touch and a warm whisper.

We will then find our rhythm. My debauchery of you will be an act of love too, dearest. I shall administer it with reverent vigor.

I will start with your lips. And I will know you will fail. You will enunciate. Force words upon your tongue that stir your loins. You are mine, are you not? Say it. Your heart thumps achingly at the timbre of my voice in heat, no? Say it. That pang of hunger in your belly will only be washed down with my seed, yes? Say. It. Read more »

Bound in the Depths (Hollow Knight fan fiction Hornet x Quirrel) (Kinks: Milk, Femdom, dubious consent) [F 200 M 200]

Bound in the Depths. (Hornet X Quirrel. Second person from Quirrel’s perspective. contains bondage, milk, and a lot of oral.)

This story was originally posted by me on r/hollow_knight_r34.

You wouldn’t have gone this close to Deepest if you had the choice. Sure, you weren’t really in there, but you were close enough that you kept running into weavers. Those things scared you, and you could hear things coming from below that sounded even worse. Another small weaver crawled along the wall towards you. You slashed at it and turned back. A round six-eyed mask was there before you. You screamed and fell backwards. And fell. And passed out. Read more »