Best Domme / Fem-dom Books Novels & Stories

You’re so good to me,’ he whined. ‘Too good, I agree,’ she snarled, and caught him a hard slap on his dimpled arse that made drops of pre-come juice dribble from his cock. ‘Go away! Get out of my sight, you useless, ugly object.’ ‘Humiliation. Lesson number one in being a dominatrix,’ Armina murmured to Karen. ‘Would you like to try? Does it appeal? I’ll admit it floats my boat. Men are such bastards, it’s fun to torment them, even though one knows they’re enjoying it.’

Anticipation of what exactly, pleasing him? "Slave, milk him, give him a treat." Dominique said. She watched Robert's face change and Dominique saw a pleased little impish smile on Jeannette's face. She was enjoying this; she was getting as much pleasure as Robert was. Dominique was struck by an impression; Jeannette was striving to be a perfect fuck, the sexual partner that Robert would remember forever.

I wanted the experience badly, so I reached forward and grabbed on to his legs. “I’m ready.” “Then beg and make it worth my while. Get on your knees and beg me, gattina.” I got on to my knees and looked up even though I couldn’t see a thing. “Please tie me up and fuck me all night. Spit on me, leave marks on my body, and make me cum. I want to be yours tonight. I want you to be my first.” To show him I meant my words, I trailed my hands up his legs to his thick bulge. I started rubbing him over his pants, and I could have sworn I heard him audibly groan. I felt a sense of pride at making a dominant man weak, even just a little.

“Who is in control?” I gasp and moan at the fiery pleasure-pain as another orgasm rolls through my body. “You,” I say, not recognizing the sound of my own voice. “You’re in charge. Ohh…” “Daddy. Say, ‘you’re in charge, Daddy.’” My pussy clenches around his fingers at the taboo command. I’ve read my fair share of sexy books, and secretly love BDSM books. I may be a virgin but I’m far from naïve. One of my favorite independent authors writes books with daddy doms and I’ve always been intrigued. I often imagine myself in the heroine’s shoes… now is my chance to live out one of my most secret fantasies.

I moaned, my body pressing against his, my hands grasping his arms, holding on for dear life as he kissed me. He pushed me back against the bookshelf, his hands roaming my body, his touch igniting sparks, making me gasp, making me moan. He grabbed my breasts, brushing his thumb against my nipples, making them hard, making me arch into him. I could feel his hardness pressing against me, his need, his desire, his...dominance. "Fuck, Emma," he groaned, his voice filled with raw need. "You lips feel so fucking good. I’ve always wanted to claim you, to make you mine, to fuck you in your most treasured place.”

“Domini, can you come like this?” “I’d like to.” They all laughed. When Brock’s strokes lengthened, Domini let her head fall back in a soft moan. “Look at me,” Cam demanded. Domini knew if she saw the possession in Cam’s eyes it’d be over. She ignored his command, allowing Brock to take control. Spreading her ass cheeks in each hand, Brock hammered into her without stopping. His cock jerked hard against her anal passage. He shouted, “Oh fuck,” as he came. And came and rode her hard.

You Are My Submissive And I Am Your Domino So, You Must Submit To My Command!. Britney's POV. Marrying the sweetest and coolest guy in the pack was a mere formality, but what I truly craved was a mate who could dominate me in every way possible. Someone who could fuck me relentlessly, make me beg for more, and bring me to the brink of ecstasy with just one touch. I needed a man who could make me forget all about the spineless mommy's boy I had foolishly married.

“Goddess, why can’t men fuck like this in real life?” I peeked down at the cover and recognized the book as one of the Reverse Harem’s I’d given her. This particular one was about a coven of dragon shifters—as if that wasn’t the most fantastical thing I’d ever heard of. “You haven’t been with anyone like that?” “Oh, heaven’s no.” She scoffed, fanning herself with a manicured hand. “The most I’ve ever gotten from the men around here was some dirty talk and a smack or two on the ass. This—this feral, unhinged sex is exactly what I need.”

Her Dom angles her face toward the man standing to her left, who is rapidly stroking himself, before releasing his fluid right into her open mouth. “Swallow it,” her Dom demands coldly. She obeys instantly, letting out another deep groan as the other two men surrounding her, who are also masturbating, release across the smooth olive skin of her bare back. As they do, she arches her spine and thrusts her backside out further. The stranger with the massive length thrusts even deeper into her pussy until almost all of it vanishes inside her. Then, her Dom settles his fingers firmly over her clit. “Do you want to come, slave?”

The praise after you complete it is gonna taste so good. KITTEN_HEELS: Honestly, mine just put me in the corner for ten minutes because I rolled my eyes at dinner. It’s the worst but god, the absolute relief of just letting him call the shots after a stressful week at my corporate job? Unmatched. I sat up, resting my back against the headboard, my eyes wide as I scrolled. It was exactly what I had read in the library, but seeing it spoken about so casually, so warmly, made it real. These women weren't victims; they were completely obsessed with their Doms. They craved that structure. They craved the exact boundary-pushing authority that I had felt vibrating off Damian at the dining table.