Dom Sub Novelas e Histórias

After the duke left, he took advantage of his absence to open the book about the Emius once again. He was dying to understand what the purple colour he saw on Taegen's eyes meant. As he was flipping through the big book, he read a lot of interesting things he didn't know about these strange creatures. The one that struck him the most was the fact that the Emius are the most sensitive creatures when it comes to a breakup or the loss of someone very dear.

My name is Anthonia Obiajulum. You can shorten to Tonia and Juls. Whichever you like. I'm extremely friendly and love to talk about anything so you can always slide in the DM. This book is a work of fiction and all characters, incidents and organisations herein are fictional! This book is rated 18+. But I'll still say it again. It's not for kids please! It will contain explicit sexual content, and a lot of dirty words. I'll add more warnings if need be as the book develops.

) The DOMINANT and the SUBMISSIVE agreed and acknowledged things that occur in this contract must be consensual, confidential, and subject to the agreed limit and safety procedures set out in this contract. 3.) The SUBMISSIVE will agree to any sexual activity uphold the pleasures of the DOMINANT, except on hard limits. 4.) The SUBMISSIVE will not pros to conserve or think of taking hard drugs to absence to take any risks or any protocol of drugs. 5.) The SUBMISSIVE will not enter into any sexual relations with anyone other than the DOMINANT. 6.) The SUBMISSIVE will eat regularly to maintain good health and well-being as prescribed for her. 7.) The SUBMISSIVE must obey any instructions given

"You want me to waste him?" Dom asked in a serious tone. "Holy Fuck! Dominique!" Fabiola yelled. "What is wrong with you and violence? For Christ sake, be human for once!" She scolded him as if he were a kid. Dom was in charge of doing Pop's dirty work, he was good at it and left no trails behind. But one thing she came to discover about him was that he was good with electronics. He once confessed to her that his dream was to join NASA someday, all that went down the drain when he got entangled in this lifestyle…a lifestyle he could never escape from.

"You got it wrong, didn't you, bunny? " Zachary asked, capturing my gaze with the sincerity of his question. "In a Dom/Sub relationship, there is not only a scenario based on beatings, pinching, pins inserted under the skin, or abuse. The Sub does not obey his Gift because he feels inferior or oppressed in some way, on the contrary, the protection and security that his owner offers him is enough to fulfill an order without realizing his origin. This is the part of trust. "I felt the heat slip to the base of my spine when he moved the glass away from my hands, holding them between his calloused and hot palms. I hadn't realized how much the drink had frozen my fingers. "Attractation is what ke

Because I went to Sofia last night? His tone was smug, mocking, as if he’d figured out my “little game.” I slowly typed out a reply and hit send. As you said, Mr. Blackthorn. I am your subordinate, nothing more.

on his lips, sweet and intoxicating. She deepened the kiss, her tongue exploring his mouth, tasting him, teasing him. She reached down, her fingers finding the cock ring, and slowly, deliberately, she loosened it. The sub gasped, his body convulsing as the blood rushed back to his cock, his orgasm building, his body coiling tight. "Cum for me, my pet," Domica commanded, her voice a low, dangerous purr. "Cum for me now." And he did, his body convulsing as he spilled his seed, his cries of pleasure echoing in the room. Domica watched, a satisfied smile playing on her lips, her body sated and content. She reached down, her fingers tracing the line of his spine, feeling his body tremble beneath

The soft music was mesmerizing and the expression on the woman's face was blissful as her partner spoke softly in her ear. The next tab showed a photo of a beautiful woman dressed in a filmy pink baby doll nightgown leaning dreamily over a giant teddy bear. The headline of the blog post was 'Daddy Doms/baby girls.' Shasta breathed in deeply. The article stated that, contrary to popular opinion, Daddy Doms are not pedophiles. They are loving and caring Dominant individuals whose natural desire is to have a nurturing and affectionate intimate relationship with a submissive who has a child-like aspect to her personality.

"Dominique. I've given you the results of my research, the conclusions and how I arrived at them. The raw data is referenced, and I'm certain will be checked to confirm it. The training would be different from what we're doing here, no ability to program the candidate with Sandman, however the physical techniques, the tricks our slaves learn, would be able to be taught." Devon shifted and said. "The ideal candidate would have sufficient submissive traits, most probably discovered by self searching, or experimentation with sexual mates. We could seek out several of these, train them up, and then assist them in finding more permanent masters, for a small fee of course." "Honestly Devon, I like

“Damn, okay, I see why she keeps rejecting my offer, but there are couple activities, you know, there is the claiming ritual.” “Claiming?” “Oh right, you asked me a question before, ‘subs’, was it? Subs are submissives, people who like to give up control to someone else. Sometimes, it's sexual; sometimes, it's not; this time, however, it is most definitely sexual. Anyway, claiming is where a ‘dom’, in this case, dominant, a submissive’s master, claims a submissive as her own in a room full of their most favoured sex partners or exes. This is for locals, though, because most locals know who dates who; I don’t know if you’d make the cut as Lizzy’s submissive, but-”