Titres dans BDSM

"II" rêvait de vivre une relation de pouvoir et d'abandon totale. "Elle" cherchait simplement à pimenter sa vie sexuelle. Au gré d'une liaison adultérine qui aurait pu rester banale, ils vont vivre une aventure hors du commun... Se livrant l'un à l'autre et s'épanouissant dans la relation de domination et de soumission qui les unit, ils vont se découvrir, s'apprivoiser, s'attacher l'un à l'autre et nourrir une complicité hors normes. "Elle" se révélera dans la soumission et, par amour pour lui, dans l'obéissance et l'abnégation, elle le suivra progressivement jusqu'aux rives du sadomasochisme.

Au fil de leurs jeux, Solange et Tristan ont tissé des liens de domination et de soumission. Mais vient le moment de l'engagement, celui où elle accepte de porter son collier et d'être sienne. Elle est cependant prévenue dès le départ : leur relation aura une fin. Comptant bien en profiter jusque-là, Solange traversera de multiples épreuves et trouvera en la personne de son amie Axelle complicité et soutien. Au gré des sentiments amoureux qu'elle nourrit pour son maître, la souffrance se fait plus vive... Jusqu'où pourra-t-elle aller sans se renier elle-même ?

Malachi Vize has always had one desire in life. One goal. One deep obsession he could never give up on. His foster sister Olivia. For the first time, she’s chosen him over the entire world, and he intends to keep her in his firm grasp forever – but his happiness is soon shattered by powerful enemies who want to claim Olivia for themselves. He had her. But then he lost her. Wounded and still wrestling with his own demons, Malachi is forced into unexpected alliances to hunt them down, but he won’t stop fighting until he gets her back. No matter what it takes.

Florence appréhende les retrouvailles soulignant les dix ans de la fin de son passage au collège privé. C’est que Pierre Saint-Georges y sera. Désormais champion mondial d’arts martiaux mixtes, Pierre sera certainement la vedette de cette soirée, qui se déroulera dans la luxueuse résidence d’un ancien élève du collège. Si la présence de cet homme au corps d’Apollon trouble autant Florence, c’est qu’avant de se perdre de vue une décennie plus tôt, tous deux étaient amoureux l’un de l’autre. Un amour inavoué, inassouvi.

Solange aime écrire, mais elle doute de son talent. Beaucoup trop selon son amie Axelle qui lui déniche un travail un peu spécial : rédiger les mémoires d'un dénommé Tristan Bussy ; et pour ce faire, résider dans sa propriété. Solange finit par se laisser convaincre. Elle était justement à la recherche d'un emploi. Sauf que celui-ci va s'avérer particulier. En effet, Tristan Bussy n'est pas un vieux monsieur et ses récits de vie sont d'un érotisme torride.

Les femmes, voilà près d'un quart de siècle que je collectionne leurs fantasmes, comme d'autres les papillons, les timbres, les affiches de cinéma, les bouchons de radiateur, les grilles d'égout ou les bagues de cigare. En vingt ans, j'en ai recueilli plusieurs centaines. Je les ai classés par rubriques. J'ai ouvert des fichiers. Pipi des dames, fessées et martinets, exhibitionnisme, lingerie coquine, fétichisme, zoophilie, infantilisme, jeux médicaux, domination, soumission, déformations corporelles, que sais-je.

Sia, soumise accomplie, rêvait d'abnégation. Elle voulait ressentir l'essence même de ce mot qui représentait à ses yeux le don le plus ultime qu'une soumise puisse faire à son Maître. Le renoncement à tout ce dont il déciderait de la priver, pour l'amener à la perfection dans la soumission. Rompant leur quotidien épanoui, son Maître décide de la confronter à ce fantasme dans une épreuve qui va conforter ou détruire leur couple D/S. Guidée par son Maître dans un huis clos intense, Sia repoussera sans cesse ses limites pour tenter de lui démontrer sa volonté et ses capacités à se soumettre.

Welcome to the Lilydale Foundation Center… home of deadly secrets. After being framed for murder, I never thought I’d be back inside these walls again. And if I thought I’d be able to make a quiet return, I was dead wrong. My secrets have been spilled but little did I know it would be the catalyst. Monsters are creeping out of the darkness, eager for blood. Now, the biggest question remains—who are the true unhinged? Echoes is a why choose asylum secret society dark romance. It contains adult themes, sensitive topics, and is solely intended for mature audiences over 18.

Trauma nurse Aly Cappellucci doesn’t need any more kinks. She likes the one she’s landed on just fine. To her, nothing could top the masked men she follows online. Unless one of those men was shirtless, heavily tattooed, and waiting for her in her bedroom. She dreams about being hunted by one in particular, of him chasing her down and doing deliciously dark things to her willing body. She never could have guessed that by sending one drunken text, those dreams would become her new reality.

Jolene "Jo" Miller has been panting over her crush for years. He's everything she wants: a gentle giant with kick-ass ambition and a rock-hard body that she's dying to ride. The problem is, she's stuck in his friend zone due to one embarrassing reason - she's untouched. Jo's crush has no interest in popping her cherry. She'll need to take some drastic measures to get her crush's attention, and Jo has the perfect candidate to punch her v-card.

From the viral TikTok author of the stalker romcom, LIGHTS OUT, comes Navessa Allen’s second book in best-selling The Into Darkness Trilogy, upping the ante with voyeurism and play club kink.

Jusqu'où les caprices de son guide en érotisme vont-ils mener Julie-Anne ? Passionnément éprise de cet amant auquel elle semble se plier, elle fait elle-même le récit des aventures voluptueuses qu'elle multiplie pour tenter de s'en détacher, au risque de se perdre. Ses historiettes, qui peuvent être lues indépendamment au gré du hasard ou des envies, s'enchaînent néanmoins dans la narration de cette liaison singulière où se mêlent les émois de son cœur et de sa chair, les joies sensuelles éprouvées avec lui, un autre... ou une autre.

The moment I saw her, I wanted her. I just didn't expect to want to keep her. But then she walked away. She should've known better. I'm not the kind of man you turn your back on. I'm ruthless, powerful and unforgiving. Something she'll soon find out. I will own her. Body and soul. Consume her while she begs for it. What started as one night will become forever. And I'll destroy anyone that gets in my way. Drew Matthews is mine.

My whole life I've been the good guy—loyal friend, helpful son, dedicated firefighter—but in the bedroom I'm someone else. With a kink as taboo as mine, it's too risky to play with anyone who doesn't crave it like I do, so I've gotten used to depriving that side of me. Then I see her. She's the most beautiful creature I've ever seen and my darker half recognizes itself in her brown eyes. She's everything I could ever want and thought I would never find. Our arrangement may seem twisted to everyone else, but the sex is explosive—and soon my soul demands every part of her.

Ich habe sie gekauft. Ich besitze sie. Aber sie wird niemals meine sein … Ein Vampirkönig … In dem Moment, als sie die Bühne betrat, wusste ich, dass ich sie in meinem Bett haben muss. Meine Unterwürfige, die zu meinen Füßen kniet. Aber diese gefangene Jungfrau ist mehr, als sie zu sein scheint … Eine Spionin in meinem Königreich. Die ausgetüftelte Waffe meines Feindes. Sie hasst mich, aber Hass ist eine Leidenschaft, die der Liebe gefährlich ähnlich ist … Eine gefangene Königin … Mein ganzes Leben lang habe ich für einen einzigen Zweck trainiert.

I was his even before he hunted me down. When Wilder Blackwell bent me over the railing of his private balcony and made me scream his name into the night, I thought he was just the ruthlessly sexy billionaire who already claimed me in the back of his limo. Not the stalker who would kill any man who touches me. Or the brute who hunted me down and spanked my bare ass as I writhed and begged. But by the time he carried me off, I knew he was all three. And that just made me come harder for him.

This is Alabaster Penitentiary... Where they send you when the world thinks you're dead. And trust me, you'll wish you were. We're the stain on society. The freaks, the creeps, your favorite Netflix documentaries come to life. They lock us up and throw away the key, because we deserve it. But not me. I'm just a lowly bank robber. I don't belong here, surrounded by psychopaths and killers with no remorse... At least, I don't think I do.

According to the FBI, I was considered a serial murderer after three kills. What do they call me after fifty-two? They call me the Silencer. One final bullet would have been all it took to stop me from taking another soul, and I would have been doing Meridian City a service by pulling that trigger. An angel crying for help stopped me, and that night, I took three lives for her. Then three turned into eight. Then eight turned into twenty. Twenty turned into twenty-one. Twenty one turned into twenty-three.

ARCHIE: I can count my regrets on one hand, and they all have to do with the same person . . . my childhood best friend, Owen. There's not much I can do to make right all the hurt I caused at twenty, but living a decadent and hedonistic lifestyle where I don't even give myself the opportunity to make those kinds of mistakes again is a good enough start. I have great friends who love me, even if they don't know the truth about what kind of man I used to be. But when Owen shows up in Los Angeles ten years after I last saw him, that's all about to change.

When struggling athlete Alexa Sharpe is working in the luxury hotel bar, the next hotel guest she serves is the Hollywood star Dahlia Dante. In Dahlia, she encounters a woman who is beautiful and brilliant, and Alexa senses there is a lot more to Dahlia than Google can tell her. Sexual chemistry burns brightly between them and Alexa knows she wants Dahlia. She really wants her. Dahlia soon admits she wants Alexa, too—but on her own terms. Shocked yet intrigued by Dahlia's erotic requests that are much more BDSM than Alexa has encountered before, she hesitates.