Dominant Submissive Stories Novels & Stories

"FUCK ME IN THE STORM! SHIFT MY WOMB, DOMINIC!" The wind picked up, blowing more rain onto us. Our bodies were slick with sweat and rainwater, making the sound of the sex even wetter. Squelch. Slap. Squelch. Dominic was a beast. He grabbed my hair and pulled my head back, forcing me to look at the dark sky while he hammered into me. "Tell me who owns this pussy!" he roared, his muscles bulging in the moonlight. "Tell me who owns you while the world sleeps!"

I nodded slowly, as I started to feel a little uneasy about the situation. "So, the thing we are doing right now is," he continued, leaning forward slightly. "BDSM. Bondage. Dominant. Submissive. Masochist. Sadist. It's a form of erotic power exchange where one partner takes on a dominant role, controlling the other partner's actions and movements through various forms of bondage or restraint.

on his lips, sweet and intoxicating. She deepened the kiss, her tongue exploring his mouth, tasting him, teasing him. She reached down, her fingers finding the cock ring, and slowly, deliberately, she loosened it. The sub gasped, his body convulsing as the blood rushed back to his cock, his orgasm building, his body coiling tight. "Cum for me, my pet," Domica commanded, her voice a low, dangerous purr. "Cum for me now." And he did, his body convulsing as he spilled his seed, his cries of pleasure echoing in the room. Domica watched, a satisfied smile playing on her lips, her body sated and content. She reached down, her fingers tracing the line of his spine, feeling his body tremble beneath

DomCraver: I’m licking and tasting leather, and I’m hard again. Hard again? He was insatiable. My hand grew raw from constant stroking, and his words started to slur with exhaustion but the bond between us tightened with every exchange. An hour later, he shared his fears of failure, and I opened up about my week too. Dominanttothecore: Sleep now, boy and dream of my cock in your throat. DomCraver: Yes, Dom. I’ll dream of you choking me. For now, the satisfaction lingered warmly as my cum dried on my skin. This was just the beginning, his submission and my control building toward something very real.

His did. "Harder." I moaned. He suddenly increased the force. Pain and pleasure shot through me. I moaned again. "Tell me what you want baby, and I will give it to you." Maddox left my mouth long enough to look me in the eyes. "I want a dominating male right now." I whispered to him. He smiled in delight. "You have it my lady." Accompanying this promise was another hard pinch to my nipples. He tore off my panties, turned me so I lay on my belly, spread my legs apart and slammed into me.

They showed a qualitative exploration of dominant/submissive roles and relationships, explaining what they are and how they work. The search described dominants as empathic and nurturing, desiring and able to take control, attentive and responsible… a perfect definition of what Damon stood for. While submissives were characterized as willing to give up control and having a desire to please. The girl couldn't help but feel like she was reading her own biography as her eyes continued to scan down the words on the bright screen.

" My eyes couldn't help but roam over his glistening, muscular chest, longing to touch him, to feel him. But I knew that with Noah, I was only allowed to do what he commanded. I was completely under his spell as his submissive, and he was my dominant. I craved his touch, his control, his every command. "Oh, God," I moaned, unable to resist the pleasure he was giving me as his skilled hands massaged and fondled my breasts with expert precision. I was his to command, and I wouldn't have it any other way. "Your pussy is begging for me, Britney. It's so wet and needy." His voice dripped with dominance and hunger.

I hope that if it were an issue of trusting me with Adam that Noah would be mature enough to have that conversation. We had a lot of conversations. He's an Alpha Dom/Daddy Dom. Alpha's are more aggressive in and outside the bedroom. Daddy Dom's are just as possessive but there is a care there that differs, especially with age play. Either way I learned about the different types of dominant / submissive relationships and that BDSM is just one part of it. It's the sexual part, the one that is seen most often or read about, but it's a scene or play time with your partner (and maybe others), and not just the relationship as a whole.

Chad sucked in a sharp breath, his erection twitching against her palm. "Careful what you wish for," he growled playfully, capturing her wrist. "I've been thinking of all sorts of fun things I could do with you. Clamps and gags and floggers and..." He let the sentence trail off suggestively, eyes gleaming with dark promise. Cassandra felt a rush of heat between her thighs at his words. Her body reacted to even the merest hint of his dominance, craving the rush of endorphins that came with submission.

“Damn, okay, I see why she keeps rejecting my offer, but there are couple activities, you know, there is the claiming ritual.” “Claiming?” “Oh right, you asked me a question before, ‘subs’, was it? Subs are submissives, people who like to give up control to someone else. Sometimes, it's sexual; sometimes, it's not; this time, however, it is most definitely sexual. Anyway, claiming is where a ‘dom’, in this case, dominant, a submissive’s master, claims a submissive as her own in a room full of their most favoured sex partners or exes. This is for locals, though, because most locals know who dates who; I don’t know if you’d make the cut as Lizzy’s submissive, but-”