Novel & Cerita Best Domme / Fem-dom Books

'You can just ask and I'll gladly help,' He said, hinting towards the book. 'Okay fine. What page is that?' I asked helplessly. Adam came towards me and sat close to me. He opened the book right to the middle and gave it to me. The title read 'The Dom and the Sub'. 'Who is the Dom and who is the Sub?' I asked curiously.

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.

Warning: This book series has lots of steamy scenes and you are in for a hot thrilling ride. Blurb “I will mark every inch of your body, gag and pin you while filling you up with my c*m and watching you writhe in pleasure under me. Something I am sure that loser could never do.” He smirked. ** ** ** Still reeling from the humiliation of a horrible break up from her ex and her parents’ divorce, Isadora Kingsford decides to stay with her best friend over the holidays just to get over the hurt however what she didn't prepare for was lusting after Tristan Kavanaugh—her best friend’s sinfully attractive father.

The photo is of a fat male clad in skin tight leather from head to toe, whipping a female suspended … from the ceiling. “He’s uhm… He’s a collector of “rare” females. Different races, different creatures. So I’m certain having a pregnant red wolf would be a fabulous addition. He’s probably got at least a dozen wives, numerous girlfriends. Who knows how many kids. Gets his money from his shipping businesses… you know containers that can bring you anything you want discreetly. He’s one of the most notorious doms in the world of underground S&M. He’s brutal, gets off on the pain he inflicts. He probably owns a third of the bondage clubs in Europe. Girls that don’t hold up, that he thinks are we

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.

He bends down and cups my chin, forcing my face up to meet his gaze. "You are one beautiful woman, Brie. And you're all mine," he murmurs. "Get up." His power is soft full of sensual promise. Shakily, I get to my feet. "Look at me," he breathes, and I stare up into his smoldering neon gaze. It is his Dom gaze – cold, challenging, and sexy. My mouth dries, and I know I will do anything he asks. An almost cruel smile plays across his lips.