Dominate My Husband Novels & Stories

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.

“It is simple. I got my husband under Dominion in six months. Your mother got your father under Dominion in one year. Your weakness irritates me.” I looked away before I said something reckless. “A woman without authority becomes decoration in her own household. Your staff should fear disappointing you. Your in-laws should orbit your approval. Your mate should never emotionally drift far enough to destabilize.” I stayed quiet. “You allowed too many emotional variables to remain active. You let a mere surrogate survive long enough to become important.” I clenched my hands harder. “There was interference, and you know this. The poison should have done the job.” “Excuses upon excuses. That’s al

Damian’s gaze darkened, a storm brewing in his gray eyes. He opened his mouth to reply, but I held up a hand, refusing to let him speak. "I caught my husband cheating on me less than twenty-four hours ago," I said, my voice trembling as the weight of the past day crashed over me. "The man I was married to for three years was planning to divorce me months ago, and I completely had no idea. I haven't even begun to process that betrayal, and you're asking me to throw myself into another relationship?"

There were condolences from family and friends, a funny meme from Mindy, and a slew of trending news alerts. The photos on the trending feed showed Albert with a face full of despair. There was also a shot of him ruthlessly slapping Summer twice in the party hall. The term “devoted husband” became linked to his name. The messages from Albert kept coming. [I miss you.] [Please, tell me this is all a lie.] [I should have just taken you with me. This is all my fault.] I gave a sarcastic smile and swiped to the chat with Mindy. [Babe, we can move on to step two.]

"Paul… he is the reason I am like this. I didn't want to admit it, but he… he has always dominated me for years. High school and beyond. He was my first love, my first in every aspect, and I— I let him back into my life a few months after I married you, Ryder. I thought I could control it. I thought I could keep things in order." She took a deep breath, her eyes glazed over as if remembering things she was not ready to recall. "But I couldn't. Paul manipulated me. He always knew the right way to make me feel special, to make me feel like I mattered. When I married you, I thought I was finally free of him, but the truth is… I never was. He came back into my life, and we continued the affair i

Dominic could only stand frozen in the middle of the room, his fists clenched tightly. "All of you, get out of my sight!" Dominic barked at the maids, who immediately scattered toward the back area. Dominic grabbed his own hair in frustration. His broad chest rose and fell unevenly. He truly had never expected that the chubby girl who used to lower her head in fear, always obey him, and constantly cry for his attention could transform into someone so cold, so defiant, and so openly rebellious. Something was wrong, and Dominic hated the fact that he was beginning to lose control over his own wife.

“Exactly! You dared to bring a woman like this home? Have you been possessed?” “Divorce! Yvonne must divorce him!” Daisy wailed loudly while Philip Carter, my father-in-law, remained silent with a dark expression. His pipe struck the table with a thunderous clatter. Charles kept his head down, and his fists were clenched tight. He did not dare to argue. I listened to the commotion from my room. This was only the beginning. Michelle, your journey of “returning to the primitive” had only just started.

He had surely planned everything for the moment his father was gone. I would no longer think of Matt as my husband. I would think of him as the man I had to destroy. The game had just begun.

“Those days are over, Derek. And I'm going to be making my own decisions.” He was surprised by my newfound boldness. I had never argued like this with him before. Throughout our three years together, he's been the one making all the decisions, and even though I didn't agree with most of them, I never argued with him. But that was over. “This isn't your decision. I am your husband and whatever I decide is what is going to happen,” he said through gritted teeth. He was about to tear up the contract, but the securities barged in at that moment and restrained him from doing so. And judging by the look on Kai’s face—This was perfectly structured.

My husband wasn't in town, and if I didn't get to take a pill, I'd have to answer the question of who is responsible for whichever potential outcome the sex might produce. “No...But I can fuck you raw and then make you feel just like you haven't felt in a long time,'’ he said amidst breath, making for my earlobes, sucking and whispering some gibberish into them, gibberish like how he was going to eat and suck my pussy till I ran out of juice, bite my clit, grab my white tit, and make me scream his name. I allowed him to do all the dominating; I subjected myself to his submission because I couldn't just stop, not do anything to prevent any further actions from him.