All Chapters of My Submissive: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

SibelleI have known Andréa since elementary school; she is a year older than me, extroverted, very funny, and always encourages me to step out of my comfort zone.We are dancing on the dance floor, and I join our table to quench my thirst. Before heading back to dance, who would have thought, I love dancing and I enjoy the atmosphere.- For someone who didn't want to come, you're having a good time, aren't you?I am a bit tipsy, I sit across from her smiling,- I loved dancing, we should come more often.- That wouldn't be a problem, we're coming back next Saturday, says Rodrigo, who joins us accompanied by a muscular man.He likes them with lots of muscles. Rodrigo is gay; his wealthy parents disowned him because of his preference for men, his father calls him a "mama's boy." They are following the same track as us, that is, accounting and management, at this university thanks to a scholarship.We leave the club swaying, Rodrigo has ditched us, he left with Mr. Muscles.- What do we

AuracioShe looks at me and bursts into tears.- Don't cry, tell me what's happening?I see everyone holding their breath. They are astonished to see me so compassionate, I am too, actually.- My name is Sibelle,- Beautiful Sibelle, hmm...- I was kidnapped with my friend.- What? Since when do you do kidnapping, "Oumada" (name of the baroness)?- I... I... she stammers.- What, you are kidnapping girls now?- No, I didn't know...I pull out my gun and shoot her in the leg; she lets out a scream, falls to the ground, clutching her leg.- Who kidnapped them?- It's Enrique!!! I said I didn't agree, but he didn't listen to me.- Call Enrique, I shout.A few moments later, he enters the office.- Who gave you the order to kidnap young girls? I ask him very angrily.He throws himself at my feet, begging for my mercy. I shoot him in the shoulder, then in the foot.- How long has this been going on?- This is the first time, sir.- Well, know that it will be the last time.I shoot him in t

- You will stay like this all night, you will have enough orgasms for a whole month.- Please, sir, I won't do it again.I leave her suite and head to the elevator to see Sibelle in her room; she is on the staff floor, room 10 according to Marta. I slowly open the door; I first see her friend, then her.She hasn't slept on the bed; I look at her, she is beautiful. I look at her body, her hair, she has very long blonde hair, her face is fine. It’s very late, but I can’t find sleep; I look at her big breasts, I want to lap them, to suck them, with her flat stomach. My gaze descends to the triangle of her pubis; I want to find it, to put my hand on her sex, to touch and caress it; it must be so soft. What’s happening to me? Why this obsession?I need to go to bed; we can’t continue like this. Starting tomorrow, I need to resolve this; she must belong to me.I gently close the door to her room. I go to bed in my bed, a bed too big for one person, very cold; I need her warmth, I need to ho

The EagleI watch her come out of the shower, droplets of water on her body, I would like to take their place. I hand her a pair of panties and a top that fits her chest well.- Get dressed.She turns her back to me to get dressed.- The first rule: you must never be ashamed of me.- The second rule: always dress in front of me and without turning your back to me. So look here and take off the towel to get dressed.She faces me and loosens her towel; I look at her naked body in front of me: her huge breasts standing out, reaching out to me, her buttocks visible behind her, she tries to quickly put on her panties.- Stop.She stops and looks at me with a silent question.- Turn around so I can admire your body.She turns around and I appreciate this magnificent goddess in front of me.- You are magnificent, querida.She doesn’t respond.- Come closer so I can help you get dressed.She remains frozen, not wanting to approach.- Rule number 3: always do what I ask you. Come closer.She o

SibelleHe takes his place at the table, and to his right sits a very beautiful blonde woman with a nice bust, though not as generous as mine. She is very well made up, perhaps a bit too much for my taste; she must be Jenifer. To his left is another very beautiful woman as well, with very dark hair cut in a bob. She doesn't have a large bust, but not too small either.- Aïcha, please, can you give up your seat for Sibelle?- No problem, sir.- Thank you, darling.I see her blush with pleasure; she moves to the chair next to me. He tells me to take a seat.- From today, this will be your place, he tells me.- Alright, sir.I sit beside him.The housekeeper enters, arms full of food, accompanied by two other women carrying food as well. There is an abundance of fruit salads, bacon, scrambled eggs, soft-boiled eggs, and glasses filled with juice.- Are there other people coming to eat? I ask.- No, it's just for us.- That's a lot.- You’ll get used to it. Hurry up, we need to go get you