Domestic Discipline Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“Agreed.” “What are your demands?” Dominic kept his expression stoic. “I will expect Rafaella to comply with the rules of our lifestyle, no other man may touch her except for me. She will not question me about famiglia business unless I choose to discuss it with her. She will not work, but I also do not expect her to sit idly. She may practice any hobbies she has and further her studies. If she has piercings anywhere other than her ears, I want them removed. I will also expect her to wax her pussy.”

It’s been nine months since she delivered, and due to the difficulty of her delivery and the severe degree of tears and trauma, the doctor advised strongly against…penetration. I understand this. I refuse to let her cajole me into ripping more of her stitches, but it doesn’t mean I don’t get jealous when Dominic has his lips latched around her nipples, blinking up at me with eyes too pretty for a boy as if he knows how much I have to restrain myself from touching Susanna like I want to. He refuses to sleep anywhere but between us. And the moment I so much as move toward my wife, he starts wailing like I’ve just threatened his entire existence.

Under the table, she jiggled her feet anxiously. "Careful, kitten, your tone is less than respectful." She took a deep breath and gathered herself. "I'm sorry. It's just very hard to talk about." She risked a look his way and saw his blue eyes boring deeply into her soul. "I understand that there are different kinds of Doms, and you're a Daddy Dom, which means you like to take care of submissives who are littles." Blake casually sipped his wine. "Mm-hmm, what else?"

His hand lifts, hovering just in front of me, not touching, not withdrawing. “This is what obedience does to you,” he says. “It focuses you....and you’re doing it well.” The praise hits harder than any touch could have. He steps back. “Shower and go to bed now,” he says. “Alone.” The denial is immediate, sharp, and exquisitely frustrating... but I know that he knows best. I walk away on legs that feel like they’re made of heat and breath, my body buzzing with sensation that has nowhere to go. As I close my bedroom door, one thought repeats itself with terrifying clarity: I'm being dominated... and my body has never wanted anything more.

The bond we had shared, the intimacy of the night, now seemed like a distant dream shattered by the harsh light of reality. Suddenly, Alpha Dominic's gaze pierced through the room, locking onto mine with eyes that bore an unmistakable mix of turmoil and conflict. In a matter of seconds, they stood before me—Alpha Ralph and Luna Carolyn—both of them regarding me with a disdain so evident it made me feel as though I could simply vanish into thin air. "Do it!" His mother urged him. Dominic's voice trembled as he spoke again, addressing the turmoil within him and the pressure from his parents. "Freya Stoneheart," he said, his tone heavy with regret, "I, Alpha Dominic, reject you as my mate and f

She will do so eagerly without any excitation. 8.) The SUBMISSIVE may not touch the DOMINANT except she's prescribed to do so. 9.) The SUBMISSIVE must always excellently conduct herself to the DOMINANT to address him as SIR or MR ALICANTÉ or a good title as the DOMINANT. Please you to. 10.) The DOMINANT can flog, spank, the SUBMISSIVE as he wishes, in terms of punishment or for the derivation of pleasure. 11.) The DOMINANT may get angry with the SUBMISSIVE. Colors like "BLACK and RED" are used to bind her as punishment.

I said. "I very much did...I could see 6 or 7 unhealed bite marks, so I don't imagine she's had a very good week. Like I had to show you what your life could be like if you slip up in a way that results in me getting kicked out. Dom hates me, and he will claim you the second I'm gone. What you saw today wasn't the worst. He wasn't even that mad at his slave then," he explained. I was at a loss. The thought of being under Dominic's control was terrifying. I would crumble, become less than nothing under such tyranny.

And the other Doms are staring like he’s a god. Aiden pulls me closer. “I’m the first,” he says, grinning at Henry. “I can shape her exactly how I like.” “You can’t touch her sexually,” Henry snaps. “Says the Dom who raped his last submissive,” Aiden fires back, sharp and deadly. My head whips toward Henry. He glares at me, breath ragged. I don’t look away. He raped his previous submissive? “You can’t look other Doms in the eye, Danika,” Henry hisses, voice low and commanding.

I even locked him in the dungeons for three days, thinking that his attitude would change but clearly it did not. I even saw Dominic beat the shit out of Calliana, I stopped him and when I was going to take him to the dungeons again but Calliana dropped her tiny body to the floor in front of him and begged me to leave him be. I tried to talk to him again about beating up people that are innocent. He refuses to listen, I’m going to have to talk to Brinley about sending him away and pray to the goddess she understands. It’s gotten to the point that I banned anyone from going around him, I tried to move Calliana to another room she refused, she said; Dominic needs her and if a punching bag is

The brief attention on them ended and everyone went about their business. Dominic’s mouth lowered to Andra’s ear. “You have just broken one of my rules.” “I was just having fun.” “No flirting.” He quietly hissed, causing her to shudder a little. “Don’t test me. If you try something like this again, I will whisk you away on my shoulder and give you that spanking you have been overdue for.” He released her and walked away, returning to his seat. Andra was rattled by his threat but she slowly regained her composure. Then she returned to their table and finished the drink in her hand.