Dominant Submissive Erotica 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.

Submission Intro- This is a lesbian erotical, a dominant at heart goes all submissive on her partner. Roxy's P.O.V. Her hands caught my shoulders, pinning me and holding my body taut. She moved her arms down the length of my body, getting reacquainted with my curves.

The soft music was mesmerizing and the expression on the woman's face was blissful as her partner spoke softly in her ear. The next tab showed a photo of a beautiful woman dressed in a filmy pink baby doll nightgown leaning dreamily over a giant teddy bear. The headline of the blog post was 'Daddy Doms/baby girls.' Shasta breathed in deeply. The article stated that, contrary to popular opinion, Daddy Doms are not pedophiles. They are loving and caring Dominant individuals whose natural desire is to have a nurturing and affectionate intimate relationship with a submissive who has a child-like aspect to her personality.

He corrected and I slowly nodded my head in understanding. “A dominant is someone who’s always in control, someone who’s in power, or superior to the other… while a submissive is someone who tends to seek for guidance, control and confidence from the dominant. A submissive is someone who’s ready to put their trust in a dominant, because they know that the dominant wouldn’t ever hurt them or lead them astray.” He paused and I swallowed emptily, all what he had just said was still flying around the inside of my head but I was gradually digesting them all.

He pulled her into a straddling position, his nose nudging at her exposed cleavage and her core hovering over his hardness. “So desperate and needy to get a single touch; what kind of bitch are you?” His expression was cold and impassive, giving her the taste of her words back. “Like the one you wanted, a submissive one,” she made his hand touch her core, implying to him she was not wearing panties as he wanted her. He smirked, watching that little pussy wet with a single touch of his thumb. “Impressing your dominant will give you a reward,” he pressed her flower bud, making her hitch in between her moans. Her universal halo was ready, lingering over his member, and he gripped her waist, adj

(raising eyebrows) although I am actually reading a legal document for the first time, who the hell puts their sex life in writing unless they are a control freak that he is! 1. Party B agrees to be a submissive during the duration of this contract. Under this title Party A is deemed as the dominant and Party B shall henceforth be labeled as the submissive. (blinks twice as fast) 2. The submissive shall address the dominant only as Mr. Holt or Sir during each mating session. (rolling my eyes) 3. The submissive will be rewarded for obeying as well as agreeing to any sexual activity instructed by the dominant and punished if rules are flouted even once during the tenure of this contract.

But not to blindly obey, but resemble and become like him, a dominant. We take turns, but not in a way like this time he is the dominant, and I am the submissive; no, it would be like if he barks an order at me, I will bark my response back. It makes us compete who would surrender first that the sex becomes wild in the process. "I said, spread that ass, you sexy hoe!" he growled as he repeated his order.

“Do you know what dominants and submissives are?” “Not really, sir.” “I am dominant. It means that I like to dominate my partners. To tell them what they can and can’t do. Tell them how to do things and so on and to punish them when they disobey. I have never had a steady relationship with this kind of power exchange because I have never met one I want that with. I have had contracted submissives, but those have only been in the controlled environment of the club I am a member of.” I pause to let this information land in her mind. Her eyes fall to her hands on my chest and her brows are furrowed in concentration as she contemplates this new information.

She uses a top bar to hold herself up while she straddles the cross and Adam's mouth eats her pussy. Fuck but the look on her face while Adam works is almost more than I can take. I don't even realize I'm moving forward. Onlookers step aside and I'm standing about five feet away. Lydia doesn't notice me. Her eyes are mostly closed with pleasure lighting up her face. It won't take Adam much to send her over. She's so fucking responsive and somehow I need to stop thinking of her as a sub. Lydia is a dominant who knows what she wants. I'm mentally invested in the scene when Lydia's facial muscles tighten. My gaze travels down to her pussy and I catch the slightest trembling of her legs as her o

Sage said, rubbing circles on my hands, as beads of sweat started to form on his brow. "Well, I know that you are an alpha," I respond. Of course, he would be dominant; he would have to be to be an alpha. "No, not because I'm an alpha and not in that way." He replied, smiling nervously. "Oh, ok. What do you mean then?" I ask, completely baffled by what he is talking about. "What that means is….I am in control….in the bedroom." He says, nervously. "You see, a dom or dominant is a sexual participant who takes on the role of the superior and often controls the other participant, which is known as a sub or submissive. This type of partnership is often-" Sage explains.