Being A Dom Novels & Stories

On way 2 lunch B good. She grinned. “Damien?” Lila asked as Jessa put her phone back in her pocket. Jessa nodded. “He’s a bit overprotective.” “Honey, all these Doms are,” Ava replied. “It’s in their genes or something they learn at Dom school.” “Dom school?” Jessa asked with a giggle. “Where all Doms go to learn how to beat on a subs ass,” Lila replied wryly. “Thank God I have Sam to run interference else Marcus would be unimaginable.”

I took full control and now we rarely have any issues because I built up my reputation. Domino also lives with us now. Last year his case was finally looked at again and the judge though he'd done enough time and released him. He's been living in the mansion ever since because honestly, I love having him around. He also came out as pansexual when he told me he doesn't care about gender, he just likes who he likes. Now he's taken a liking to Matteo, and constantly flirts with him. Matteo blushes and tells him he's not interested but I know my cousin well and I know he is. It's not long until they are together.

Did she? Lisa had been toying with the idea of finding an experienced Dom for a while now but she always chickened out. Having Mason living next door had made the desire even stronger and she had finally stumbled into this chat room just to slake her curiosity about the BDSM lifestyle. She didn’t think she would ever like some of the more hardcore things, but to find someone who knew how to dominate her, who would know how to take care of her and make her feel safe, that was what she sought. And DomMPF made her feel safe, which was a really idiotic thing to feel with an anonymous person who you knew nothing about.

Should have told him to leave. Instead, I heard myself say, "And if I don't want you to go?" His sharp intake of breath told me I'd surprised him. "Then we're both in trouble," he said roughly. "Because I'm a Dom, Angel. I'm dark and twisted and dangerous. The things I want to do to you would shock you. Possibly frighten you." A Dom. My pulse raced. I'd grown up around BDSM. Club Gold had been my playground as a child, and even blind, I'd absorbed the culture, the dynamics, the unspoken rules.

I was blushing but wasn't ready to fight him, not this early in the morning when I needed to have a talk with my mother, I also had to check his program, probably add a share me to his program. "Damien" I say, best way to check his program is to ask him. "Yes little one?" he replies helping me wear clothes for the day, I got normal boxers for the day while he went comando as usual. "What do you think about having another partner?" I ask him, I'm still referring to the mommy rant. "I guess you do need a mommy, maybe I'm not enough to take care of you alone. I recommend a dominant mommy for you" the bot replies, well don't need to edit his software after all.

"I can handle anything you bring at me Mr GreenEyes!" That only angers him more. "I don't think so. Even with a broken arm, I'm one of the strongest men in our team!" I know this tactic. He's trying to distract me from the task at hand, so he can defeat me. "Oh? What team?" I ask sarcastically. Smirking, thinking he's managed it, he continues. "We are a Dom company. We collect dominants and train them, and find them submissive souls to use and abuse. We know what you do, and one of our clients wants you, and only you."

Foreplay was over as soon as that condom was properly rolled down his dick. I liked that he let me be on top, playing into my need for control. I can’t help it. I’m a D’Amore. We are born Doms. Not the first time and won’t be the last that I ride his cock like this, but unlike any time before this, everything felt more intense. Each roll of my hips and thrust of his cock lit me up. I could see the purple aura of my magic surrounding us.

he said. I couldn’t help but nod, because I had no clue why anyone would want Ella Delgado. By calling me that, I realized they didn’t know who they really had. “Please, let me go. I’m a nobody.” He ignored me. “My name is Domenico, and I’m your new god. If I tell you to speak, you speak. If I tell you to suck my cock, you do it. Otherwise there are nasty consequences.”

It's always easiest for me to sign a contract with a Dom who I know wants the same things I do. My last Dom was amazing, he was called Eric and he didn't care that I was the same size as him. He was tough on me but I loved it. Unfortunately I had to move for my job and Damian recommended I join his friend Marcus' club. I work as an accountant at a firm and they wanted me to relocate because I'm the only employee without children. I don't mind however, the change could be good for me.

“So that's why you always try to push me away?” Dom runs a hand through his hair and looks thoughtful. The insane life Dom leads, his possessiveness over everything he owns, the fact that he doesn't want to live with anyone, it's so clear to me now. The coldness with which he dominates every detail of his life, every person he dares to approach, it's all part of this wall he's built. Dom doesn't allow himself to be weak. He doesn't have the luxury of making mistakes or trusting. I understand now, it's as if he lives in constant conflict.