Dom Contract Novels & Stories

"Research is fine. But you can't learn all you need to know by reading. As your Dom, my main responsibility is to keep you safe and secure. The basic tenets of BDSM are safe, sane, and consensual. As my sub, your chief goal would be to please me. You would need to be trained, you know. Cliche as it sounds, it's a journey, not a destination. If you decide to do this. We won't do anything we don't both agree to do ahead of time. "A lot of smart, successful, educated women choose to be submissive, at least in part of their lives. It's like they live their everyday lives going ninety miles an hour with their hair on fire. They want just to let go for a while, to be able to simply feel

I actually smiled as security started to drag him away again. Then, without warning, they stopped. They simply let him go. "What is happening right now?" I said out loud, unable to help myself. Nobody answered. Dominic was staring directly at Dillan. "If you can bring a working prototype back here within one week," Dominic said, "the deal is yours. But if you fail again, you don't come back. Don't bother submitting another proposal to this company, or anywhere in this industry, ever again. Fail me this time, and I promise you, you will regret ever walking into this building."

Serena ate silently while they all talked about their day and other pack things. “It’s your birthday in a week, darling.” Her father pointed out, she looked up to see her father looking at her, expecting something. Now what was that something was beyond her, so she nodded her head in accord as if she knew what was happening and as if she hadn’t been zoning out throughout. All three of them laughed at her as her brother, Damon ruffled her hair. “You didn’t listen to even a word, did you? Well, on your birthday, the Nagoka pack is coming here. We are trying to get a treaty with them. It is going to be a hectic day, I wanted to let you know since it’s as you know, your day. Tell us what you wan

They were laughing and throwing jokes around, but Dominic stayed isolated in his corner, ignoring everyone. Mac walked over to my locker, leaning his shoulder against the metal frame. "Did you see that post the Leonardo team made concerning the deal?" Mac asked in a low voice, checking to see if Dominic was listening. "It confirms Dominic tried to take the contract all for himself. Life really has a way of giving bad people a whip lash." I pulled my chest guard over my shoulders, keeping my face calm and controlled. "He deserves whatever is happening to him right now."

Little did I know at the time that I would end up falling for him and put myself through one of the most devastating heartbreaks I’d ever felt. I had then asked her to tell me about him, so I knew where to start on curating the perfect girl for him. She thought a while before answering, then she told me his favorite restaurants, what kind of music he liked, & his favorite bands. She had told me his favorite foods, favorite shows & his pet peeves. She told me everything she could think of about him, & I had prodded until I was satisfied with the amount of information I had. I told her about how I planned to give him his karma and told her to take 24hrs to think it over. She didn’t want to tak

-Diane was disappointed deep down, it would have been great to have a temporary queen's life. -No, of course not, I am more than sure that after you live here for a few days, you won't want to come back, the rest of the conditions of the contract are written in the document that you must read carefully and send me within 48 hours, during the three months you will have to share with me a couple of times in social gatherings, of course you will change your physical aspect, it doesn't mean that it bothers me, but if we want to make believe that what we have is real, it's necessary to get together- Diane looks at him surprised, that for her was not a problem, it was like living a dream, with eve

"Ethan, have you gotten the proper documents needed for the dealership shipment tomorrow?" Dominic asked as he glanced through the array of folders that lay splayed all over his desk. They were so close to their launch and they couldn't afford any mistakes or delay. It would be catastrophic If they encounter any sort of loss due to negligence. "Boss, about the contract proposal from the new company?" Ethan demanded but without looking up from the documents, Dominic waved a hand dismissively. "We do not have time to deal with something that huge when we have a bigger deal on our hands" He responded, sifting through the blue spiral-bound envelope.

he conveys like he already thought about it “So miss evans do we have a deal? He asks stretching his arm out, I think about Kaylee I’m doing this for her only her, I could do this it was just one year I put my small hands in his ridiculously large ones, a small zing of electricity goes through my body and I look up at him to see if he felt it too But his face was blank, “yes we do” I say, he nods standing up “my lawyer will send you the contract tomorrow, go through it and sign” he instructs I nod my answer thinking of how fast my life was changing and then I remembered “uhm Mr Blackwell when is the wedding? I ask

“Umm— can you wait a few minutes more? My friend is also going to join us.” Dominic frowned. “I did not sign up for this. The contract contains your name and not your friends’.” Rachel pressed her lip tight for a moment before speaking up. “She was also neglected by the Voss family, and I promised her a job.” Dominic smirks, “A job? In my house? I already have a lot of staff, there is no vacancy. It is better to call her and prevent her from coming, instead of making a promise and failing.” He warned.

I asked, like I wasn’t seeing the details written boldly on it. His eyes held mine as he spoke. “It’s an agreement.” He said plainly, because truly I could see exactly what it was. My fingers tightened slightly on the paper and I looked back down at it. My eyes scanned through the paper, my breath catching as I read the words. Terms. Conditions. Boundaries. Consent. Safe words. Expectations. Rules. It wasn’t vague, no Damien wasn’t trying to hide this, or what he wanted. It was a BDSM contract. A sub-Dom relationship.