Dominant Shemale Novels & Stories

Damien leaned in closer, his breath brushing against my ear as he spoke. “Be a good girl and spread your legs for me, Serena. Don’t make me ask twice.” My legs slowly fell open again, almost like they had a mind of their own. My hands were shaking as I slid one back between my thighs, gently rubbing my swollen, aching clit. Damien watched every movement with hungry eyes. “Louder,” he ordered. “Moan like you were before. I want to hear how much of a needy little slut you really are.” A broken whimper escaped my lips as I pushed two fingers inside my soaked hole, slowly pumping them in and out while rubbing my clit with my other hand. This is just like the books I read… am I not lucky?

I replace my fingers with my lips, biting and tugging at her nipples. - Yes, master, please don't stop. I push her onto the bed: she turns her back to me, thighs apart, buttocks in the air; I catch a glimpse of her rear, her shaved pussy glistening with her desire to be fucked. I take a condom from the drawer, quickly put it on, and brutally penetrate her; she screams, gripping the sheet. I thrust wildly, she cries out in pleasure, and I give her a good spanking: - Shut up, I don't want to hear you.

At that moment, my curiosity takes over any logical thinking. "Oh, darling, this is going to be fun. In BDSM, we practice many things- the most popular being physical restraints, inflicting pain, and power play. It's not just fun or something we can enjoy on the weekends; it's a lifestyle for my brother and me. It's a variety of erotic practices- bondage, discipline, dominance, submission, sadomasochism, and other related dynamics. There are more than I could explain before you have to return to your room. First, let me explain what dominant is, and then I'll enlighten you on the difference between regular and primal dominant. You should understand that each role is often used outside the be

She confessed. "There's a chance that Alex might very well end my life for telling you this, due to this spilling into his personal life, but as you might already know about him" She paused, a look of contemplation settled on her face. She was wondering whether or not she should continue. "Both Nicolas and I are dominants as well." Sharply setting my wine glass down, all All I could do was stare at her. "Surprising, I know. Especially seeing that I'm a dominant. Not many women take on this role but those who do, are some of the strongest people I know,"

My breasts hang slightly forward, and I keep my eyes locked on the wood grain as I lower myself fully. The moment my hands press flat against the surface, the air changes. Something shifts. Desire thickens around us like a scent. It smells of tension. Of lust. Of control and submission. Thirty males. One exposed girl. One dom in full control. I balance on my toes, my ass tilted high, perfectly presented to Aiden. He can see everything. I feel my vagina push through the black fabric of my panties.

I leaned back against the smooth, cool marble edge while my hand slid between my legs almost immediately, fingers parting my swollen folds as I let out a shaky breath. I was still soaked, a humiliating mix of my own arousal and Richard’s pathetic load. I opened the hidden browser on my phone, the one I kept password-protected, and went straight to my favorite BDSM site. My fingers trembled with need as I typed in the search bar: “dominant muscular man ruins married woman.” The video loaded. It was exactly what I needed tonight.

his member hardened more as it twitched, straining against the fabric of his pants. "Fúck me and get done with it.” she whispered, clinging to him as they breathed into each other, fumbling with their dresses. Later,he'd have to send for a dress for Karen and probably__ She cupped his balls as he growled, jerking her closer to himself. “You don't know what you're looking for,you don't.” he whispered, grazing her neck with his teeth as his groin tightened. “There’s no going back once we start Karen,no going back." His breath caressed her breasts, bringing her core to a wet attention.

Nathan’s POV No one should be surprised that I’m a dominant personality. I’m that way at work, in life, and the bedroom. The fact that Amelie tends to be more submissive is such a turn-on. I love to give pleasure, and I want to give it all to Amelie. Her moans and hums feed my soul. I’m not a sadist, though. I guess I’m more of a pleasure Dom in the bedroom or wherever else the moment strikes us.

“You’re not expected to, and I don’t have sex with their women. This is different. You’re mine and I don’t share you in any physical way.” The door opened, and Conner took his hand from her panties. As they left the elevator, his finger slipped into his mouth. His bliss filled eyes hummed with pleasure, according to Merina. “You’re a sick pervert.” “I’m dominant and I enjoy being watched when I pleasure a woman. It’s my kink and I’m not embarrassed of it. You’re my wife and since I don’t plan on screwing around with other women. They’ll watch us as we enjoy ourselves. We’ll watch them. But all in due time.”

Even to her. "Okay, let's talk about the business then. If that's what you want" she began. Shantelle leaned her body on the table, pushing her breasts forward. They were huge, round and fair. Despite being in clothes, they were still exposed due to the nature of the kind of material the dress was made of. Shantelle carefully watched Dominick's reaction to her seduction. It didn't seem to move him. Indeed, she might've been replaced by Leila.