Dominating My Boyfriend Novels & Stories

“But another part hates myself for it. I’m afraid I’ve burnt out the light you had inside you when we first met.” My breath catches in my lungs, but not for reasons it probably should. Because he’s right—I am dependent on him. I’ve submitted to him in every possible way, and a part of me… a part of me loves it. Craves it, even. The way he dominates me, the way he takes control—it’s intoxicating. And hearing him say that a part of him enjoys it too? I must be sick… Mentally fucked. But then the rest of his words sink in.

he stated. "On what basis?" Kathy asked, gazing at Dominic with discontent. "Because I am your boyfriend, your future husband, and the CEO in the eyes of others," Dominic responded. "Future husband?!" Kathy took a deep breath, her face flushing red. Her anger subsided, and she softly said, "I have never encountered such audacity." Dominic took her rebuke as a form of flattery and grinned. He powered off Kathy's phone, stashed it in his pocket, and proceeded to peel an apple for her, exuding a demeanor of utmost gentleness and affection.

The moment I spoke about this man being an ex-boyfriend of mine, the same deadly anger which I had seen the moment the man back in the woods shouted at me returned but this time, paired with an outrageous hint of possessiveness, I would not want to be on the other end of all of this anger. With this information in hand, Dominic allows his hands which had rested on my back to climb that much higher and pull me further into him, as though any space between him or I would offer those around the opportunity to pull me away.

He clicked his tongue while showing me his piece of upset. "Aunty is a very sweet person, my dear alpha boyfriend!" I pulled on his cheek. "I am your girlfriend, and I will scold you because I am not going to tolerate your careless behavior!" I raised my eyebrow at him while being dominant. "Okay, fine, do as you wish!" He smirked—huh, now what a demolish thing he is thinking. "Soon, I will be your dominating mate in bed!" He smirked. "You know I love BDSM stuff!" He licked his lower lip while making me tempted by his actions but scaring me with his words.

"I’m tired of studying. I want you to teach me something else." Dominic grabbed my waist with his large hands. His grip was firm and strong. "Do you have any idea what you are doing? I am your father’s partner. I am supposed to be helping you." "Then help me," I breathed. I reached up and ran my hands over his silk tie. "Help me feel like a woman. I know you've been watching me all summer. I see how you look at my legs."

usually it use to be having sex with a guy but I've already done that so, what else? "You're in a room filled with sex toys, think of everything ", he added. Something came to my mind "BDSM", i said. He smirked. Nasty nasty nasty. That smirk was nasty "I mean I've done BDSM before but, I've been the one dominating, never known what it feels like ". "You're in luck cuz you have a sexy domineering boyfriend ", he said and stood up. "Strip", he said in that voice, that voice that carried this authority and made me submit.

I begged, wrapping my legs around his waist to bring him closer. He wasted no time in pounding my pussy relentlessly. I became a moaning and screaming mess by the time I reached my second orgasm. The moment I came undone on his cock, he sat up on his knees with me in his lap. “This pussy is mine!” The dominance in his voice had me shivering. I loved how he was so dominant and possessive towards me. “It’s yours!” I cried out as I was about to reach another orgasm.

I choked on a sob as he pulled out and flipped me onto my back once more, his hand wrapping around my throat possessively as he thrust into me. "I want to watch you come apart, under me, the man you claim to hate so much" he growled into my ears and the feeling of flying intensified. I stared at him and a bizarre emotion floated through me the more he controlled me. The more he dominated me, making me utterly helpless.

I had grown into a woman so maybe he’d feel the same way about me this time. Once again, I had fooled myself. Because Dominic got another girlfriend. A prettier one. He got totally obsessed that he started spending less time with me and I knew there was no longer lying to myself. Dominic would never be mine. He’d never see me as something more than a sister. A younger sister.

I’ve been too down in the dumps to party, really, and anytime I need some cheering up, I go to Dominic. I guess this collaboration turned out to be alright in the end. Sure, he’s bossy and a dom, but sometimes that’s what I need to distract myself. A part of me felt disgusting over the fact that I secretly liked being submissive, but only in the sexual way, all other ways I am in control.