Control Girlfriend Novels & Stories

he growled, filling me with his cum in thick spurts, staying buried deep as we both panted. We stayed tangled for a while after, his possessiveness showing in how he kept stroking my body like he couldn’t let go. Later during a proper music run he got stricter, stopping me mid-song. “That note was weak. Sing it like you’re begging me to let you cum again. I know you can do better when my cum is still leaking out of you.” “You’re getting too controlling,” I replied, half laughing, and half turned on, adjusting my clothes. “But I keep coming back for more. The rumors about us are starting though. One of your guys gave me a weird look earlier.”

But the final blow came when she turned back and said, “If this is what will ruin our friendship, so be it. I’m tired of your controlling ways.” Controlling? Did she even understand what she was saying? How was I controlling? I moved closer to her, my voice stammered, “How am I… controlling?” She scoffed. “Who put you in charge of me? This isn’t the office, where I have to answer to you. You swooped in and took the assistant CEO position at a company I worked for years to climb up in…”

Arguing would only make things worse. "You fool! Your contract is over! Your new deal is this," Aunt Nadia showed another paper, almost about to smack it on Sheila's face. "Read it. You're working here without pay until your original contract ends. If I tell you to lick this whole damn street to cool off my rage, you better do it. And you're not allowed to complain. Got it?!" Aunt Nadia arched an eyebrow, yanking Sheila's hair and pushing her towards the street. The young lady winced in pain.

My blood ran cold. “He has no right to contact you,” I said. “He doesn’t care about you, Aaron. He cares about control.” “You’re doing exactly what he said. Controlling everything.” I stood, walked toward him, gently took his phone. “He’s manipulating you. He’s a master at it. I know, because I lived with it for ten years.” “I want to decide for myself,” he snapped. I looked into his eyes—so much like mine. “Then decide,” I said softly. “But know that love isn’t what someone says it is. It’s what they do.”

I insisted that Claire stay and eat with us, but Liam persuaded her to leave. "You really shouldn’t have sent Mrs. Claire away. I could’ve comforted her a bit while we ate." "Noah, don’t think I don’t know what’s going on in your head. You were staring at her the whole time she was in the kitchen. "And seriously, my mom was wearing such thin clothes. If she stayed, wouldn’t you have ogled her the whole time? “Are you looking for a girlfriend, Noah? How about I introduce you to someone?” He said, whipping out his phone and showing me pictures.

Damn, can I really control myself? TO BE CONTINUED

He pulled her to her feet and into his arms holding her tightly he said, ‘Now you will do things my way. I will not force you, I like your spirit and your feisty attitude but I am going to tame you my wild little English rose. From now on you are going to be my girlfriend and when we are out in public you will act like a girlfriend should. If you disobey me then your friends will suffer.’ He placed his finger under her chin and lifted her head, ‘You are my girlfriend’

With the help of a few servants, he took good care of him. Dylan was a control freak with a strong and obsessive need to control everything, especially the things which piqued his interest. So, as he grew close to his pet Coco, he never allowed anyone to come near it except for 1 or 2 old servants who were in charge of taking care of its daily necessities.

*********** N’s Control Kalisha is wild, but damn, she knows how to please a man. She is in the doggy position waiting for my arrival. I get on the bed, she hands me the butt plug. I never done anal before, but I should not question anything when having sex with Kalisha. She gave me control and I must please her like she did to me.