Dominance Novels & Stories

Anticipation of what exactly, pleasing him? "Slave, milk him, give him a treat." Dominique said. She watched Robert's face change and Dominique saw a pleased little impish smile on Jeannette's face. She was enjoying this; she was getting as much pleasure as Robert was. Dominique was struck by an impression; Jeannette was striving to be a perfect fuck, the sexual partner that Robert would remember forever.

“A few sips will help you relax.” “A daddy dominant is someone who likes taking care of his sub when she slips into little space. He likes making the decisions for her like when she goes to bed and what type of chores she needs to do. What punishment she gets for disobeying him or being bad,” Michel explained. “Just like you get different types of Doms, you get different types of subs.” “I try to cater for all those types but some types are extremely rare in our small town.” David smiled at us. “I’m glad to have all of you here tonight and hopefully I can help Sin unlock a few of her kinks.”

Then he finally found the courage he needs to move forward towards the better future. And unknown to him his souls which constantly contradicting each other have started to become one, they are balanced just like yin and yang. He has another breakthrough, he break the shackles which binds him to go to the next step. What it meant to truly become The True Dragon of Domination. He shall dominate everything, Dominance. Control. These things the unjust seek most of all. And so it is the duty of the just to defy dominance and to challenge control. He shall have dominance and control over everything, ev

It was something absurdly powerful. I wasn't sure if at that distance he could overpower her, but from what she described now, he might have tried. "Stanley is the most dominant Alpha I have ever met." I spoke and smiled as I noticed the confusion on Sarah's face. She had probably never felt anything like this before. "Is that being dominated?" "Technically no. Being dominated is a thousand times worse. You only felt the energy, but it wasn't on you." She blinked and opened her mouth to say something, but it closed again. "But don't worry about it."

“And so did you.” His eyes darkened. “You don’t understand what that cost.” “Then explain it to me,” she challenged. For a long moment, he simply stared at her—at the defiance still sparking in her gaze, at the faint glow beneath her skin that refused to fade. “Dominance isn’t just intimidation,” he said at last. “It’s instinct. Pack law. If the wolves had pushed harder—if you had faltered even slightly—the bond would have reacted.” “And that would be bad,” she guessed.

“Raven, I won’t allow you to deny that we’re mates. The fact is we are. There are others out there that recognize that we are, and it can be made official with a simple word. I don’t want to be a hard ass Alpha male. But after all this time I will.” Dominic could feel his more dominant nature coming to the forefront after all the violence and bloodshed he’d seen. The anger and the betrayal he believed he’d discovered. This was something else he had to get to the bottom of.

The board members swallowed, some nodding, some silent, but all aware that Dominic’s dominance—both in business and in his personal obsession—was absolute. As the meeting adjourned, Dominic turned to Ava. Her pulse was racing, her legs trembling beneath the skirt that had once seemed armor, now nothing more than a symbol of submission waiting to be claimed. He leaned down, brushing a hand over her hip, murmuring in her ear: “They may challenge me. They may try to touch you. But in the end… you’re mine. And they’ll never understand the depths of what that means.” Ava shivered under his touch, anticipation coursing through her. His eyes, dark and feral, promised

"You've grown into quite the woman." Cassandra leaned down to kiss him, her tongue exploring his mouth as she ground against him. She needed this... needed to feel in control, to assert her dominance over another human being. As the weeks went by, Cassandra found herself craving that power more and more. She seduced Detective Johnson, bending him to her will as she used his body for her own pleasure. "Such a good boy," she cooed, as he knelt before her, worshipping her with his mouth. "You'll do anything for me, won't you?"

The fact that he could no longer dominate the problem by will alone sat badly on him. “There are older ways to reinforce a resistant bond,” he said. “Physical claim, prolonged connection. Dominance used deliberately to drive the tether deeper until the weaker channels lock.” Monalisa’s pulse kicked. “You want to force it again.” “I want to finish what remains unfinished.” He crossed the room and stopped in front of her. “Your power is still pushing against the claim. The longer that continues, the more dangerous the feedback becomes for both of us. I will not sit and watch it tear itself apart.”

“I have to show them I am not a weakness. I'm your equal." Equal seemed to snap the final thread of Dominic's control. He bent down and tore a deep possessive roar from his chest, his lips devouring hers in a violent, unfettered kiss that tasted of metallic blood, fire and absolute domination. He didn't practise the restraint of a billionaire businessman; his tongue plundered her mouth, conquering her territory with a savage fury that melted her entire body into liquid desire.