Dominant Woman Novels & Stories

"I wondered. The storage room where I was hiding, some of the equipment..." "We won't lie to you about who we are," Alex said. "We're Dominants, Bella. It's part of our nature, part of what we enjoy. But dominant doesn't mean abusive. It doesn't mean forcing someone to do anything they don't want. Real dominance is built on consent, communication, and trust." "Marcus said he was dominant," Bella said quietly. "Said I needed to submit, to obey. That it was natural for women to serve men who were stronger."

My voice is low and wary. “Just sit, Red,” he says gently, guiding me toward a chair. Instead of letting me sit alone, he pulls me into his lap. His arms lock around me as though to steady me for what I’m about to see. One of the women is visibly pregnant, her hand resting protectively over her stomach. Around her throat glints a heavy metal collar, it's more like a necklace, but it carries weight, purpose. The man beside her has the unmistakable bearing of a Dominant, calm and controlled, the kind that fills a room without raising his voice.

As she teased herself, she moaned, her head thrown back with her long blonde hair sweeping the bed. She was a curvy beautiful woman, one who was capable of driving any man she wanted crazy. Her body looked like a work of art, and it was what fantasized Jacob the most. Ever since he got into the city, he had been hooked with this banging submissive of his. This was a part of him that was hidden away from his family and the outside world. For this purpose, he always kept his real identity hidden from his submissives. Being a dominant was his personality and he would not be able to do anything without it.

With a frown, I gave another order, “Send that woman's pictures and information out. Then, using my inviting slot, invite that woman to the masquerade ball. I want to see how Dominic will continue to protect the only weakness he has.” A hint of killing intent flashed in my eyes as I thought about this. I would do anything, just anything to bring Dominic down. For years, I had not been able to find any of his weaknesses and now that I found one, I was not letting go of this chance. I want to see how Dominic will lose control, just like Nightshade has said. The moment that man entered his house, Dominic had changed and became soft. I scoffed, and it turns out that even he could not defend agai

“You’re the one Damian wouldn’t speak of…” “I’m the one he forgot to warn you about.” Lydia arched a brow. “You want your crown back?” “No,” the woman purred. “I want to see if you can keep it.” The woman snapped her fingers. Two men emerged from the shadows. Muscled. Masked. Hard. “This isn’t seduction anymore, Lydia,” she whispered. “It’s dominance. Show me how far you’ll go to keep control.” Lydia didn’t blink. She walked to the center of the room. Let the robe fall. Stood naked and fierce.

He could never have imagined a day where he would be cuddling with a woman he had sex with or with one of his submissives. "Are my burns something you should take care of? You're supposed to be the one giving them, not treating them." She said. "That's where you are wrong about us, babygirl." He smiled. “It’s true I'll give you pain, I'll torture you but I'll also take care of your body. That's what being a true dominant is." Then a silence prevailed in the room, which was broken by Antonia. “Will, can I ask you something?” Her voice was low and uncertain. “Go ahead.” "Is there anything wrong with us?”

I asked realising where this conversation had started to where it had gone, where Dominic chuckles again sitting up and pulling me with him, my arms still wrapped around his neck and his body in the middle of my open legs as I sat on the desk. “Getting off track with you Angel sounds like heaven to me… but as I said, it was clear once that woman heard her mate held some power but not near as much as myself, she planned to seductive me to gain the power which would come from being Luna. I threw her from my lap when my demands were left ignored where she hit her head off the wall and lost consciousness, once she awoke I warned her if she ever was to attempt something such as that again, I woul

Her dark hair fell past her shoulders, and the mark on her hand held four circles, each filled with a different light. She looked like Rei. But there was no exhaustion in her face. No scars. No traces of the years she had spent fighting the Origin, the First Ones, or the terrible consequences of her own decisions. She looked like Rei before pain. Like a version of Rei who had never lost anyone. And that made her more frightening than any monster they had encountered. The woman smiled. “Hello, Dominic.” Dominic moved in front of Rei. The woman sighed. “You always did that.” “Stay away from my family.”

Adam looked at the other man, he said aid: “But aren't you curious about a woman who can conquer a demon like Dominic Barker? What kind of person is she, people are not curious, her background is much lower compared to the women we know, although She has a pretty face it's not too special and yet Dominic is taken down by her." These words had just made all the men in that room excited, they were also curious about how interesting that woman was. Self-sacrificing girls come to them, they're tired of playing and they're used to being chased by rich pretty girls.

So why the hell do I want her? Female dominants have it hard enough. I know this and have seen it with my own eyes. They aren't taken seriously in so many circles. This woman breathes exactly who and what she is. So, again, why the fuck is my cock hard and my brain begging for a chance to slip my dick in between her hot lips?