Being A Dom Novels & Stories

I whisper, and Dom nods. "Yes. But mortals are mortals. We all have the freedom of choice so we constantly change the plan. Your body could... You might not be strong enough for the creator's plan. You might be the first human mate, but you might not become immortal," Dom says right before punching an ancient dresser. The wood practically explodes and I shriek a little while pulling the covers up to block my face. I hear the door slam shut and I know Domenico is gone before the blanket falls from my eyes.

Some people have contracts where they are in a Dom/sub relationship whereas others like me stay single and have one night stands. It's a little more difficult for me to find doms because I'm female to male transgender. I've had top surgery but not bottom so I still have a front hole. The testosterone I take has made my former clit grow to be an inch long so the doms I get with just refer to it as my dick. Majority are very accepting, although there are some assholes but Marcus deals with them. He's the Master Dom of the club, he's in charge and looks out for everyone.

"And what would that be, oh mighty Dom of mine?" Chad rounded the table in two long strides, pulling her to her feet and crushing her against his chest. "You'll just have to wait and see," he growled, nipping at her earlobe. "But I promise you one thing - by the time I'm done with you tonight, you'll forget all about Karen and every other demon plaguing your mind. I'll fill you up with so much pleasure and adoration that you'll be drunk on it for days." Cassandra shivered, desire and anticipation thrumming through her veins like wildfire. "Then what are you waiting for?" she breathed, tilting her head back in blatant invitation.

Making subs have a plug in for hours without get a release was always a form of punishment Doms gave their subs for disobedience but this man had plugged himself, endured a bumpy road and even without a cock cage had managed not to release. To say I was impressed would be an understatement I had never wanted to collar a man this bad in my life, in fact I had undergone the dom training because I had that it helped with displine and control. Very unconventional, I know but it was just on impulse and after enjoy the first class I had gone back for more till I had gotten the necessary qualifications.

I’m right there, balanced on a razor’s edge, shaking, pleading wordlessly. “Please, Dom,” I sob, my voice raw. “I’ll do anything. Please let me come.” DomTheBoss69: Anything? “Anything! I’ll be your good girl, I’ll be your filthy slut, whatever you want!” DomTheBoss69: Look at your door. I freeze. My bedroom door, which is always cracked open during streams, is now wide open. And standing in the doorway, leaning against the frame with his phone in his hand is Dominic.

The one I’d promised I’d read before signing. I got up and retrieved it from the living room table where I had left it. My mind raced as I thought of all the expectations he could have. From the contract and the way he took control in bed, I already guessed he was a Dom. My knowledge of BD.SM, though, was limited to a few movies and badly written books. I remembered how his voice had dropped when I’d said ‘Daddy.’ The way his eyes darkened. Yeah… definitely a Dom. I made a mental note to do some more research later as I read through the contract. Would he want to flog me or was he a dom that was into knife play? I had no idea but I was curious to find out.

“What the hell is a daddy dom?” Glancing around, she shrugs. “What we have isn’t technically a daddy dom thing. The daddy sex thing doesn’t have a thing to do with wanting to fuck your daddy. Sure, some women might be into it. But it’s about how your daddy is the first man who ever loves you unconditionally—supposedly.” Our eyes meet, emphasis on supposedly.

, over her shoulder as she ran straight to her room after her small act of mischief. Damon wanted to rub his shoulder which now throbbed with pain where their shoulder collided but restrained self, knowing there was still the girl standing in front of him. Everyone knew of the immense strength that ran in the Bennett family at least in the pack. Except the well-kept secret that somehow she, the daughter of the family was the kind of strong they hadn’t seen in their family ancestry. It wasn’t something too big a deal but she herself didn’t want others to now just yet.

She felt her juice running down her leg again and her mouth flew open. “What do you want Bella?” he growled into her ears again, the sound of his husky dominant voice pushed her a little to the edge and she wanted to find her release, so she rubbed her clit faster. Just as she neared the edge, he pulled out of her and stilled the movement of her finger.

"I don't. As far as I know, Adam saved me from those thugs." "A Don is a leader of a mafia or a gang or an organization. Adam is one, specifically." My mouth went into awe. I shouldn't be surprised. Francisco was kneeling before him and called Adam a Don. Knowing he had men with him all the time, everyone would assume he was some thug. I didn't know it initially, but I knew my instincts were right. Well, I knew there were some gangsters or thugs here in New York, but not wholly an organization or part of the mafia.