101 Dalmatians Domino Novels & Stories

Stolen Beth's snacks? Jim closed the door before crossing his arms and grimacing even harder, which only made Beth even more curious. She listened, enraptured. "Do you remember your pet rabbit, the white one with the black spot all around its nose?" He narrowed his eyes. "You called him Domino." "Ha. I remember him."

"I've decided." My eyebrows arched from the sudden change of his facial expression. "I'm going to kidnap her," he added that had me choking on my drink. "What?!" "That's what you told me before, remember?" "But I was only being sarcastic!" I defended myself. "Dom, if you do that, no one's going to testify for you even your own dog, Daisy. You're going to jail." Exhaling harshly, he tilted his head. Acting as if he didn't cry like a kid a few minutes earlier. "Well, I'm Dominic Ross." He simply implied before pushing himself off of the chair.

,she giggled as he walked in carrying six boxes of pizza. "oh my goodness it smells amazing ",she bounces and Dominic chuckles. He sits it down and opens a few. "which do you want Liz?",she blushes. "I love pepperoni",she smiles. "my favorite as well",Dominic smiles down at her. "how tall is our tiny?",he looks at our son. She sighs. "only five feet",she looks disgusted by it and we chuckle. "thanks for ordering. Do you want me to pay for my pieces?",Dominic looked offended.

Dom sighed, his heart was still palpitating fervently in his chest. He ignored Carl and turned back to the now opened box. He furrowed his eyebrows. "Come check this out!" Dom called Carl. "Huh?" Carl furrowed his eyebrows too. "Look, there's something else there too!" Dom said. From his window, Grandmaster could not make exac what was in the box, but he knew that Dom and Carl's hesitation meant one thing…there actually was a surprise in the box, but what? "A pumpkin head???" Carl asked out loud.

“Gentlemen. My new pet. Bought for thirty days. Tonight she serves dinner. And dessert.” One of them chuckles low. Dominic tugs my leash. Makes me crawl to the platform. He clips the leash short to a floor ring so I can’t move far. Then he positions me ass-up, face-down, knees wide. My tits press to the padding. Chain from the clamps dangles between them. Exposed. Open. Pussy on full display for the table. He sits in the chair right behind me. Spreads his legs so I’m between them. Plates arrive. Steak. Wine. Fancy shit I don’t care about.

I grumbled inwardly, then swallowed thickly while watching Domenico from the corner of my eyes. He circled me slowly, predator assessing prey, eyes raking over every inch. When he stopped in front of me, he cupped my chin, tilting my face up. “Color system, we're going to need it,” he said, thumb stroking my lower lip. “Green for good. Yellow for slow down. Red for stop. You say red, everything ends. No questions. Understand?” I swallowed, tasting him on my tongue from earlier. “Yes, Daddy.”

It was a new message from him. Dominanttothecore: “Yes. You can call me Dom while we talk, and if we meet up, I demand it. It is good that you asked. I’ve read your profile, and I like what I see. But let me be clear, if you’re only looking for a quick thrill, I’m not the Dom for you. I want a steady, devoted play partner, someone I can push, test, and train, someone who learns my expectations, who obeys without hesitation, and who trusts me to take control and fulfill every need. In return, I will demand their loyalty, attention, and surrender because anything less will never be enough.”

I saw two blue eyes glow in the darkness of the forest and as they approached me, a black wolf emerged. He was so beautiful. His steps were calm and his presence was soothing. His fur looked so soft as the wind blew it and tossed it around. He reached in front of me and sat. He was bigger than I was so I had to tilt my head up to look at him. We stared at each other and our inner wolves seemed to be scanning each other. “This Jade guy is kinda hot though,” Domino said and chuckled in amusement. “Yeah, our mate is beautiful.” I moved closer to him and then Domino decided that this would be a great time to prance on him. Is she a horse or something? She sure likes prancing. We rolled around in

“I don’t know. Name your price.” He crossed the room in quick strides, his hands jammed into his pockets. “And tell me, do you have money? How much do you have?” I felt my cheeks color with embarrassment. “I can work and pay you off. It’s not a big deal to me.” Don Damon scoffed. “Too bad. Even if you worked for the rest of your life, you still wouldn’t be able to pay for your freedom.” He leaned down to meet my gaze on the same eye level. “You belong to me, Iris. Your life would be easier if you just got that into your skull already.”

he said calmly. “You won’t pull that trigger,” I whispered. “Because you need me.” He exhaled, shaky now. But his grip never loosened. His finger hovered, and his muscles locked. I smiled again. And then the smile slipped. His eyes twitched. Just once. But it was enough. Something inside him had snapped. He didn’t say a word. He just clenched the gun tighter. Just then, the door opened and Domino stepped in holding a gun. “Drop the gun, Dominic!” Domino yelled.