Dominated Novels & Stories

“That’s how these things work, isn’t it? Single combat, winner takes all?” “If he does so, it means death for him,” Dominic replied, and there was no arrogance in his voice, just simple statement of fact. “He knows that he’s no match for me. He’s strong, experienced, and cunning, but he lacks what’s needed to defeat me in single combat. So instead he schemes and manipulates, trying to undermine my authority in a thousand small ways.”

“We’ve rejected every forced balance the universe tried to impose. We won’t play your game.” The Dictator Alex laughed softly. “You don’t have a choice. The anchor requires a duel. Dominant against submissive. The stronger role consumes the weaker. One of you will own the other forever. The timeline will stabilize into perfect symmetry.” The broken Damian dropped to his knees beside his master without being told, eyes fixed on the ground. Alex felt the pull—the echo of the dominant version inside him whispering how easy it would be to take control, to make Damian kneel permanently, to end the struggle once and for all.

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.

There had been something real in the way he responded, something that couldn’t be faked so easily. This lifestyle, the Dominant side of me, was not just a passing interest. It ran deep, rooted in who I was at my core. It shaped the way I saw people, the way I interacted with the world, and the way I craved control, not just in the bedroom but in every aspect of my life. It wasn’t something I could switch off and from everything DomCraver had shared, it was the same for him.

“A few sips will help you relax.” “A daddy dominant is someone who likes taking care of his sub when she slips into little space. He likes making the decisions for her like when she goes to bed and what type of chores she needs to do. What punishment she gets for disobeying him or being bad,” Michel explained. “Just like you get different types of Doms, you get different types of subs.” “I try to cater for all those types but some types are extremely rare in our small town.” David smiled at us. “I’m glad to have all of you here tonight and hopefully I can help Sin unlock a few of her kinks.”

I won't mention the hard sex. He raises his eyebrows. "It's mostly about pleasure. Does your family know about your... um, predilection?" "No. It's none of their business." He saunters toward me until he's standing in front of me. Enrique knows because he's on it. But he has given up on the flow of it." Is Enrique also a Dominated person like his brother? Let me act as if I didn't hear what he said. Fuck. Enrique? Was also a dominant before? What is wrong with he Leon boys?

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I control them too like I control you. And your family dies when you try to get in contact with them. Because they are some techniques I have personal inserted on your back bones. With just one press of it. You're dead. So don't even try to act smart with me. You only have one purpose now. Serving me to stay alive. And make sure you are all doing the skills you have all learnt, to keep every single finger from pointing at you. Have I made myself clear. Yes Mayor Sire. Before he could dismiss them, Anna interrupted him. Kneeling down on one feet. She plead.

“What do we share?” “For one thing there is the dominance delusion, and for another there is the inability to be loyal to one partner as an effect of your insatiable need for the reproductive pleasure.” Aariv said. He turned around to go back into his home. It took him ten seconds to make seven steps with the help of a walking stick. The man was really old and for an old man he had a big mouth. I paced twice and caught up with him, blocking his path. “Can you please excuse. I need to get out of the sun, son. You are blocking an old man’s path.”

“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-”