Dominant Mommies Novels & Stories

Logan threw his woollen scarf to the ground. "I can still change," I spoke humbly. My chest was growing warm for some reason. I went back and came out in a black dress. Clearly, I've grown out of proportion since I became a mother. Moreover, a stressed mother. My plumpiness spilt around the underarm tucks. I didn't mind it. Helps me flaunt my natural beauty. But I was wrong. Leah walked out, flaunting in a red dress. Her baby bump didn't seem as obvious in this. Or maybe she was wearing a compressor - which is harmful to the fetus.

I couldn't hold back the irritation at her words. "What do you mean by that, Jenna? You two are practically soulmates and are meant to be. So why would you say that?" I had managed to regain my calm, but her calling us soulmates made me feel like I could cry. "Men don’t cheat on their soulmates, Aunty. I refuse to spend the rest of my life with a man who habitually cheats on me!" I let out my grievances, searching her face for comfort. Comfort? I’d never seen the opposite of comfort so clearly expressed before. But as I took in the unsympathetic look on my aunt’s face, I realized comfort was a luxury she couldn’t afford to offer me at this moment.

She asked, stunning Amelie. "Eh?" "When will we get a daddy, mommy?" She repeated. Amelie blinked multiple times, still confused by their question. "What brought this on?" She asked, her voice stern and demanding. "We've seen our cl*ssmates' daddies. And we heard their mommies calling them, 'Honey' and 'darling'." Michelle explained, her fingers fiddling with the strap of her backpack. "Yeah." Miguel added. "We want a daddy like that."

Her humiliation was palpable on her face, and she was unable to conceal it with words. Monica approached her with a cheerful smile, lightly hugged Jessica in her arms, and exclaimed, "Please, give me a girl this time!" “Oh, stop it! Jessica exclaimed. “Mom is shy!” Cornell taunted his mother. “Haha!” Monica laughed. “There is someone who wants to meet you,” Liam said in a different tone, alerting Jessica to something she was unaware of. “Who??!" Jessica questioned.

Forced marriage mommy need to work hard Ch-18- [Mother’s touch] Ryle was getting a different comfort after getting Jasmine's touch, just like the comfort a child gets after coming to his mother's lap. But Ryle had never seen her mother, nor had anyone given any information about her.

Her being intimidated earlier was now gone, making her realize that his parents were warm, nice, and kind people. "Welcome to the family, hija. We've been looking forward to meeting you since Ira told us about your intimate wedding in Japan." "Thank you, ma'am," Chloe politely denoted. "Call me Mommy from now on," Helena assured her and added, "your mom-in-law wants to have a solid bond with you, sweetheart. I hope you don't mind." Shaking her head, she said, "None at all, M-mommy." "Anyway, congratulations to the new momma! I am excited to see your baby bump swelling gorgeously."

"No need to look, all three of them are behind that door, and I bet Dom has a glass in his hand." "I do not!" Dominic's voice calls out from the other side of the door, and mom and I instantly start laughing at his statement. Of course, they didn't leave; I should've expected this. "See. They're creeping around; I knew none could hold back from eavesdropping on their son. Dads stay dads," mom wiggles her eyebrows. I love when she does it, it's like a part of her personality to look extremely silly whenever she's right.

“Here’s mommy.” Dominic says softly in the cutest voice possible when he hands me the first of the five. He smiles so sweetly and then stares at us while I feed him. Looking up into his green eyes, I see the love there, that for so long yearned for. Pointing to him, I say in a whisper to the little one in my arms, “Your daddy loves you so much he gave his own soul to keep you around. Now that is the greatest love one can bestow on anyone.”

Cody said being nervous "Forget it. I need to take care of my body because my great grandson is coming soon. I need to keep my body fit to play with him" Mr. Rodgers, said and left from there. Cody followed him helplessly. After working for him for the last five years he found out one thing that all Rodgers were hell stubborn. They had their own ways to makes people listen to them. And they loved to be dominant. "Cody, you have to do one thing" Mr. Rodgers said

"Mom who is your Mistress?" Mom was still moaning and groaning. "I don't have a Mistress. I haven't had one since college." "I thought you were a natural submissive. If you don't have a Mistress, who tells you what to do?" Mom tried to think through her arousal. "I don't know, I guess I need to find a Dom or Domme." "I have one more truth for you, mom, and this time as you repeat it your arousal will double each time. The fifth time you will beg to cum. Do you understand?"