Dom Sub Rules Novels & Stories

A hell of a lot of damage could be done in that time with a Dom who was just pretending and whose single goal was to have a servant and inflict pain. "The man you were with? I promise you he's not a real Dom. True Masters respect their subs and treat them accordingly. I hate it that the one big experience you've had was with an asshole like this. There are plenty of good Masters around, you know." She stared at him. "If you say so." "I do. If I - " He gave himself a mental shake. "Never mind. So, you have the first two rules. We'll have to make up the rest as we go along. To begin with, I'm going to teach you to relax."

The way he moved was disarming in its speed and force. “Blood spilled down his face and soaked into his clothes, but that didn’t stop him. He broke one guy’s arm, bashed some ribs of another, but Roman ran away. Once he was done and the four guys were on the ground, Dom blacked out. He didn’t return to school for weeks, and when he did, he wasn’t the same.”

I forced my focus back to the headmaster, my jaw tight. “The Dominion Ranking System is only the beginning,” Soren said, his voice carrying the weight of centuries. “As you can see from your phones, you have been sorted into four Dominions—Solas, Vesper, Ferox, and Umbra. Each is a medium, designed to forge you into leaders or break you into nothing.” “As I mentioned earlier, Solas demands discipline and command. Vesper rewards cunning and strategy. Ferox thrives on raw strength. Umbra… Umbra is for those who must claw their way back from failure.”

) and Sophia Martinez ("Submissive" TERMS: Submissive agrees to seven consecutive days (168 hours) of complete sexual availability to Dominant Upon completion, Submissive's debt of $150,000 is cleared entirely, documented, legally binding Submissive may terminate arrangement at any time using safeword "RED", which reverts to standard payment options Submissive consents to: rough sex, all holes, multiple partners if Dominant chooses, degradation, objectification, BDSM elements, recording for Dominant's private use Hard limits: no permanent damage, no scat, no minors, no animals

“However, I am about to question him.. so you can watch.” I grin internally. I know it isn’t allowed either, but he is bending his back to help me. It means one thing. He will ask me a favor sometime soon. The officer gets inside the question room while I sit on a desk to watch the conversation unfold. As I am listening to the officer and the suspect talk, my phone vibrates and I see an email from Dom’s club. I click it open and read the subject: ‘An auction for subs.’ It’s been a while since they had one. Fun brief event where new subs are sold like live-stock in the name of charity. Many times, new girls decide to stay or bond with the Doms who buy them for a month.

Serious consequences will follow for Party B when rules are broken. Party B was me? Or his pet dog?? 'The submissive shall address the Dominant as Sir during their sessions--' Huh! So he is no longer Ian then. He is back to being an arrogant control freak ass. 'The submissive will not speak during the session unless permitted to, except to say the code word RED to stop. The submissive also will not touch the Dominant without explicit permission.' What the fuck?! I will of course touch him. To hell with his rules.

Ken was still present, and I covered my face, closing my eyes in mortification. "Pet," Romario growled in my ear, making me open my eyes. "I need you to remember a few rules for this party." He spoke seriously, and I sat up straight to listen. "First, don't drink anything offered to you." Easy enough, since I didn't drink alcohol anyway. "Second, don't speak unless asked a question, and be polite and respectful." I nodded, understanding. "Most importantly, don't leave my sight. I'll punish you if you break any of these rules, understand?" He pecked my lips, and I replied, "Yes, Master."

A blinding spotlight suddenly illuminated the dapper master of ceremonies now standing center stage, microphone in hand. "Welcome, ladies and gentlemen!" his voice boomed through the speakers. "We are gathered here tonight for a truly momentous competition of cunning, instinct and strategy. I give you...the first ever Investment Duel!" The audience erupted in thunderous applause as the MC explained the risky rules. Each competitor would begin with $10 million of their company's real capital to invest however they chose over three intense hours. Stocks, bonds, real estate - anything was fair game. At the end, the portfolio with the highest percentage return would emerge victorious.

“Zach, she just humiliated the school's heartthrob and one of the school's top ten, and your saying she's on fire instead of shes in fire cause hell yeah she's gonna be getting em hates” “Wait… is this some high school cliche I thought we were past that”. “Well in this school..you aren't past anything you just annoyed the top 1 of the school”. “Top 1?..what's that”. Mira and Zach exchange glances. “You tell her” Zach said. “Well the school has a system, top 10 and 20…top 10 are the high class they rule the school and they make the rules only after Axel approves them. “And whose Axel??”

I wasn't even done settling our scores. Over the next few days, everyone gossiped about Nathan on the college forums. "I heard Nathan was disqualified." "What I heard was that he had one too many drinks and signed marriage papers with Cordelia at a club." "Exactly. And now that his father-in-law is behind bars, he failed the background check. They voided all his assessment results." "Serves him right! I heard he dumped his girlfriend of four years just so he could climb the social ladder. This is instant karma!"