Dominate My Husband Novels & Stories

I bet my face is red. Damn, why have I been nervous around my husband lately? He brings different vibes than the usually ′gentle family man′ vibes, more like ′dominating'. Does it sin if I cheat with this new version of Dominic? The last time I felt him so dominant was when we were still dating. After marriage, he never looked so dominating like this anymore, I swear. He is usually just like another gentle husband out there. ✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧

His words hurt me so much, but I just had to ignore them, and keep saying what I had to. "Call it whatever you want to." I blinked away my tears. "Curse at me to any extent you feel like. But Sebastian, today, I won't let you dominate me. I'll say what I need to. I won't be the idiot everyone thinks I am. Maybe I will now return to being the psycho I should be." "You'll regret this," he warned. I snorted, stepped closer to him as we stared at each other with so much intensity and enragement. "Let's see who will regret this, husband. From this day, you will be able to do absolutely nothing to me."

he asked, alarm and panic flooding his voice, neck chords jutting with tension. I gave Dominic a small smile, trying to make the situation seem light. "Some inappropriate things and some stuff about you I didn't like." "Show me," he demanded, stretching out his hand open for me to place my phone inside. I shook my head, hiding my hand behind me. "I don't know how many things he's done to you already, but I won't let him disrespect you like that," I told him firmly. "You're my husband, not him, and he has no right to put either of us through that much disrespect."

“You show up out of nowhere, start barking orders, and now you think you can take her?” Serena yanked her hand back, eyes wide. “Dope…..” “No,” he cut in, not looking at her. “You want me to just stand here and let some random great suit muscle in? Not happening.” Dominic gave a short, cold laugh. “Random great suit? You mean the guy who just saved her life? You think because you’ve been running around chasing shadows, that gives you some kind of claim on her?” Dope continued “I'm her husband and most people around her do know that. Now if you weren't so narcissistic maybe just maybe you'll use your brains a little.”

“She wants to make my wife disappear? I’d like to see her try.” He started to leave, but I grabbed his hand. “The deal overseas still isn’t done yet, right? And Leo’s still completely wrapped around her finger. I just need you to help me put on a little show.”

he repeated more firmly this time. "No, I don’t. Not since our honeymoon," I answered truthfully. Now I was going to have to go into details on how my husband isn't dominant enough. "Please elaborate" he said as he put his notepad down this time. "Our honey moon was amazing. Then he became the CEO of his company of which I'm very happy for him, but we don't see each other as much. He's always busy with work even at home." I said as I sat up a bit straighter while he listened.

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The top was slit down showing a lot of cleavage and was clingy, showing off my big, stiff nipples. "If it's not prying too much, might I ask how you started this relationship with your husband." "Of course. I tend to read these naughty romances. Lately, I became interested in the type in which someone is enslaved and made to serve dominant men or women. My husband became intrigued by my fascination with these types of stories. He asked if I'd like to experience it for myself, and the rest is history, as they say." "So, your husband became your dominant, and you have to do as he says?"

So, I took the lead. “My turn to dictate the play!” I growled, a playful rumble vibrating in my chest as I shoved my husband back. Even though I couldn't move him a millimeter if he didn't allow it, Dominic played along, retreating with a predatory grin. “Your turn, is it?” I gave a sharp, eager nod. “Exactly. I’m standing here in my birthday suit, and you’re still suited up like you're heading to a Carrillo Music Group board meeting. The power dynamic is skewed, Dominic.”

I looked perfect, if not then better. My heart was still racing from last night. Dominic, my infuriating, calculating and maddening husband had made me cum with nothing but his fingers. I started to hate myself because of loving that. I started to hate myself because I had surrendered so easily, my body betrayed me when my mind was screaming for rebellion. He hadn’t even looked back after. Just disappeared from the bedroom, leaving me shivering and soaked. He knew what he did to me. He knew I would be thinking about it all night and he was fucking right.