Dom Sub Stories Novels & Stories

The Dom nodded to Ben so he tipped his head in return. There was a heavy set woman dressed completely in black leather who had another slimmer woman wearing minimal leather garments and a leash. Their blue and red rings were evident. Ben caught the cruel smile on the Dom's face as she yanked her sub closer to pinch the woman's nipple. The slim woman squealed and whimpered but the way she bit her lip afterwards gave away her true feelings.

she hiccuped, holding tightly unto Nirvana "I've always hoped she'd never found out" Melissa blink back her tears as she watch Nirva and her husband hugged her to himself * * ★hours later, South Korea★ *McAdams mansion* "Dad, you've been behaving strange ever since I told you about the girl who looked like me. Are you hiding something from me dad?" Jasmine furrowed her brow at him "Jasmine, whatever you saw that day doesn't mean anything okay? At least three people in the world has your face. So I guess that's what happened, it's a coincidence" Gabriel said but Jasmine wasn't buying it

“It’s not my fault. Every time you touch me or tell me to go deeper… I can’t control it.” Dom chuckled darkly, his hand sliding down to my lower back, then dangerously close to my ass. “I know you can’t. That’s what I like about you, kid. Nineteen years old and your pussy soaks for an old man like me. Up. We’re switching to hip openers. On your back.” I rolled over onto the mat, legs spread wide as he instructed. Dom grabbed my right ankle and pushed my knee toward my chest, then across my body in a deep twist. The stretch hit hard in my hip and groin.

"No. I messed up. Completely. Until now I've been playing submissive by his rules. But if I want to beat him, I need to change the game entirely." "You sound like a secret agent. And how exactly are you planning to do that?" "He thrives on control. I'm going to make him lose it. Completely." Greta looked at me, half confused, half entertained. "You know I'm on your side, but honestly? Burning him down sounds easier." I laughed. "You're so dramatic." She stayed with me until late evening. We watched horror movies and ate an obscene amount of junk food. We put the subject of Axel aside for the night, and I was grateful. I wouldn't have survived another conversation about him.

There were a lot of Doms and varieties of kinks, from the Daddy caring type to the hardcore ones who like to smack their pretty little subs into submission. Apparently, there were safe words, so many of them. There were also contracts, then part-time and full-time submissive. There were so many scenarios, from Daddy play with their sub dressed in leather, Daddy Doms putting their sub on contraptions, and those who have their Subs whipped till they're crying and drooling from their ball gags. Hours later, when Seamus found her deeply entrance on her laptop, he had scared the shit out of her that she shut her laptop quickly. Too quickly, to appear to be working on anything but searching for th

Never judge a book by it's cover I suppose. "Excuse me Master Damon," a quiet voice says beside me so I turn to look and see a sub stood. "Good evening," I greet but I don't recognise him. "I was wondering if you'd have a scene with me tonight," the sub asks me. "I already have a submissive under contract so I'll be saying no for tonight," I say calmly and the sub thinks for a moment. "Would you have a threesome with me and your sub?" "I don't share my property, you'll have to find another Dom," I answer and he nods then leaves me.

He puts on some black vans and smiles at me to indicate he's ready. We chat for a while on the couches of the club while we wait for more people to arrive and the show to start. He asks me lots of questions about contracts and one night stands at the club and I happily answer. He points out doms he thinks are sexy and I tell him about them. Then he starts asking me which subs I've fucked, and he's genuinely surprised when I say I've also been fucked by some of the doms. "You'd make a sexy bottom," he signs with a shit eating grin.

"And what would that be, oh mighty Dom of mine?" Chad rounded the table in two long strides, pulling her to her feet and crushing her against his chest. "You'll just have to wait and see," he growled, nipping at her earlobe. "But I promise you one thing - by the time I'm done with you tonight, you'll forget all about Karen and every other demon plaguing your mind. I'll fill you up with so much pleasure and adoration that you'll be drunk on it for days." Cassandra shivered, desire and anticipation thrumming through her veins like wildfire. "Then what are you waiting for?" she breathed, tilting her head back in blatant invitation.

The Sub interview Intro- He's searching for the right submissive woman, how hard is it for Mathew to quench his thirst. Mathew's P.O.V. This is my secret. Being a Dom was one part of my life I found exciting. God I do love blondes. I stare at blonde one, inspecting the other girls that has been arranged and numbered before him. All complimentary gifts of his private club, this was the only place he could come and be himself in everyway.

I really felt she needed a therapist, and I told her so, but she wouldn't listen. Micahel Campo, her Dom was seated in a chair with a drink in his hand. If you described the two of us, we would sound very similar. He was tall and muscular with dark hair and eyes. But that is where the similarities end. I like to think I'm a nice guy. Michael is not. He's a very bad guy and, I suspect, a sadist. He can only go so far inside the walls of the club. I'm kind of surprised he bothers to come here, but I suspect it's mostly to find new victims, I mean submissive's. Most subs have contracts that lay out what they will and will not do, but that doesn't mean a Dom can't or won't go too far. I think Mi