Domestic Discipline Stories Novels & Stories

None of my pack ever believed in BDSM, or have any interest in sex clubs, I heard what they said when this club opened. Running fingers through my hair, i watched a woman who was bent over a spanking bench get her ass tanned, her tender white flesh blushed a nice rouge as the man, her Dom, went at her for some misdemeanor. The scene left my cunt creaming, her skin was dark, and it took a lot for her ass to show any hint of red. I knew as I had been told before, finding a man to become my Master or Dom had put me in some bad situations, the men within my pack didn’t believe in taking a hand or cane to woman, let alone punishing her.

I thought to myself that if I can protect myself, I can also protect the ones I love. Yeah, I can fight my bullies since I turn out to be well-versed with martial arts, but constantly being called in the school’s guidance counselling office is a headache for me, and for my mom, who teaches the Filipino language in a nearby school, I am a big shame. Whenever we got home, she spanks my butt with a hanger. Way back then, the clothes hanger is a metal one, so the pain is nasty. I put ice packs on it after the spanking time. Asian mothers are all the same. But this way of my mom’s act of discipline for me, her daughter, is for my sake, it made me grew as a well-disciplined and obedient daughter.

Heidi was next in line to tell a story, and she told them a hot one about her ex-husband being dominant with her for the first time. Rachel and Becky were next, followed by Mark who all had relatively boring stories. Marie and Ed easily told a story each about swinging, and Molly told the story of the time she was with another woman. Drake followed it up with a story about a time in college where he had a fun time with one of his professor's daughters. Finally, it got back to Dana, sitting next to Duncan. She smiled and looked around quietly. "Well, based off Kelly's example, I'd have to say that I really enjoyed getting to play with Duncan the last time I was here. For those that didn't rea

I am Hemanth, a 19-year-old Indian boy, living with my parents in a quiet suburban neighborhood. I had always been a shy, introverted kid, but lately, I had developed a fascination with BDSM and pegging. I spent hours online, watching videos and reading stories about dominant women using strap-ons to fuck their submissive male partners. The idea of being dominated, edged, and tortured by a powerful milf consumed my thoughts.

I said with a blank look. “Speaking about work. Am currently working on a story and it really critical. Personally, am interested in it” “Hmm what is it about?” “Okay, a man have been maltreating his wife for the past 6 years now. Both physically, emotionally and sexually” “What the..domestic violence still happens?” I asked shocked as I forgot about the work I was busy with. “Like, I was surprised too. I mean, a man have no right, no fucking right to lay his hand on a woman..talk less of his own wife..”

"No. We took her home" Jensen frowned. "Your mum's place?" "Yes, why are you asking?" "Nothing. I'm just really worried about your sister" "She will be fine" Jensen continuously bounced his left knee anxiously. "I read the article about your husband" he stated and she lowered her gaze, taking a bite of her sandwich. "What article?" "His recent sex escapades with the wives of his clients. According to the article, Dominic once raped a woman at the club and paid her a huge amount of money to keep her mouth shut"

A reminder that being rich doesn’t save you from being a target of dubious consent or sexual violence. The club's overseers have the power to take legal action against the perpetrators, and they take it seriously. As a reverence and a punishment, all Doms were ordered to switch for a month. For many, it was an uncomfortable month. Many of them quit the membership. To me, it was an enlightening experience. “Since when has she been going there?” I ask Raylan. Apparently, she is trying to keep herself busy. “Ever since we came back.”

Making subs have a plug in for hours without get a release was always a form of punishment Doms gave their subs for disobedience but this man had plugged himself, endured a bumpy road and even without a cock cage had managed not to release. To say I was impressed would be an understatement I had never wanted to collar a man this bad in my life, in fact I had undergone the dom training because I had that it helped with displine and control. Very unconventional, I know but it was just on impulse and after enjoy the first class I had gone back for more till I had gotten the necessary qualifications.

"Yes...I heard from other students that they saw DOMINIC THOMPSON , but he did not do anything... he Just visited there to meet principal..." " That Sandler's matter is definitely related to Dominic THOMPSON This man is extremely dangerous. if you Offended him, and then it will be hard to survive here. " "Then what should we do? I like Dominic , so I can't let Lauren take him.away " Hailey panicked. .... " "That damned girl, what ability does she have to make Dominic treat her like this? It's just a temporary trick to seduce people with beauty, I don't even see it in my eyes. " Hailey's mother said with disdain...

Sam said, "since you were operating from a different set of rules than most dominants and submissives, but it's been our experience that once a barrier is broken, it's sometimes difficult to close the door again. Who were the other men your wife had sex with? I ask because if you don't want your wife having sex with other men, they're going to be the problem." "A food delivery driver," I said. "Lisa's father, the impotent husband of a slave we had briefly, and five of my poker buddies, though one of them is probably more gay than not, and a submissive and he's currently on the Pacific Crest Trail hiking for several months with a brand new girl dominant."