Novel & Cerita Dominating The Dominatrix By Tatienne Richard

The First Session Cassandra entered the dimly lit room with a mixture of trepidation and anticipation. She had arranged this meeting with Chad, a professional Dominant, in secret, determined to explore her deepest fantasies at last. As her eyes adjusted to the low light, she saw him sitting in a high-backed chair, his tall, muscular frame outlined against the shadows. He regarded her coolly, appraisingly. "Good evening, Cassandra," he said, his deep voice sending a shiver down her spine. "You're punctual. I like that."

Dominique smiled wickedly, her eyes locked on his as she lowered her mouth, her tongue swirling around the head of his cock, tasting his precum. She took him deep, her mouth working him with skilled precision, her head bobbing up and down. Damien's hands gripped her hair, his hips bucking up to meet her movements. She pulled away, her lips glistening, and positioned herself over his cock. With a slow, deliberate movement, she lowered herself onto him, both of them moaning as he filled her completely. Dominique's dominatrix side took over, her eyes flashing with a mix of power and desire. She reached for the seat belt, wrapping it around Damien's neck, the metal buckle resting against his th

“I don’t want to control this.” “Fine then, I have given you a chance to back out. There is a reason why most of the other female professors listen to me” she smiled dangerously and, in that moment, I knew I had met a dominatrix. One that I had defied several times and there is one thing everybody knows, YOU MUST NEVER DEFY A DOM. “You want me to lose control, right?” she said softly I gulped as she I looked into her eyes that was filled with a consuming heat. “Yes ma’am” I stuttered.

She explained. "Not that I totally understand what you being his Domme entails, you just do you." I said turning to powder myself and put on some makeup. ************ ELAINA SANTORO I went back to my room a bit excited, Katia seemed like a Domme, I hoped to train her to become my Domme, while I become her sub. That was the only way I believed I could become sexually gratified, perhaps we could switch from time to just to spice things up. The rest of the day went by uneventful and I had totally forgotten I had any conversation with Katia and was fast asleep when I heard a gentle knock on the door. The person didn't wait for me to reply before coming in. I caught a smell of her fragrance and k

Tatiana picked up a piece of cloth from the table the rod lay on and carefully tied it around her head. “Bend over the table, present me with you’re ass, and open your legs up wide. I want to see all of you.” The scarred old table gave Sabre the perfect surface to punish her on. Tatiana could feel her excitement leak from between her thighs before Sabre even started. Tatiana felt Sabre tie her wrist and ankles down, she assumed, to the table’s legs before roughly feeling her up. Surprisingly thick fingers found their way to her centre and, with little effort, forced their way into her core.

For years, Cynthia Cohen would have said that a perfect evening was one spent reading a book on the couch in her living room, her long red hair twisted into a bun and secured with chopsticks, her feet toasty in fuzzy slippers and her curves disguised by baggy pyjamas. But then she had met Richard, and Richard had helped her to see that an even more perfect evening included being naked and sweaty, her hands bound. On her knees. Just the thought of their nights spent together in such a fashion made Cynthia’s throat tight and her chest hot, the aching space between her thighs clenching uncomfortably. As her lover, Richard had helped her to see herself as more than the quiet bookworm she had alw

The hottest Dom is standing in front of me with handcuffs in hand and a smirk on his face. That’s incredibly arousing. I feel like the luckiest girl in the world to have him as my Master. He binds my right leg to the chair’s back leg and repeats the process with my left leg. Then he secures my hands behind my back to the chair with the handcuffs. This position is uncomfortable, but it’s intensifying my desires. My bare body is fully exposed in front of him as he stands there in his suit. It evinces my powerlessness and his absolute control. This feeling of being under his intense dominance always brings me a unique kind of pleasure and satisfaction.

Linda moaned deeply as she gazed down at the tiny girl with an expression of pure lust and domination. The older woman was on the edge of her second orgasm and had to force herself to keep her eyes glued to the tiny teen. Jennifer was gazing up at her with wide and innocent eyes, even as her face was smeared with her mistress's pussy juice and her lips were wrapped securely around the older woman's clit. Linda's legs shook and her thighs tightened around the young girl's head, as her orgasm reached critical mass. With a loud cry of pleasure, the blonde dominatrix felt her orgasm rip through her.

"Charlotte, did you hear what Elizabeth said? She would like to watch me fucking you up the ass. How do you feel about that?" Charlotte, eyelids drooping, murmurs something incoherent. Ravelling my hand into her hair, I lift her head. "Richard asked you a question, Charlotte. We couldn't hear your reply. Beth wants to see you ass-fucked. Yes?" Her voice is spaced-out, dreamy. "You're both my Masters tonight." Richard's head tilts, eyes crinkling. He moves round to hunker down by her face. "Yes, Charlotte. But I do not wish to impose my Dominance on you. I want to win your Submission."

She made me feel protected and loved, the way her arms curled around my waist dominantly made me purred like a baby, the way she kissed and teased my mouth made me have the thoughts of hiding her away from the world and make her only do this to me. “Jewel…” I gasped as she called my name in that hoarse, sexy voice of hers. My lips parted and my eyes turned teary as her fingers pinched my chin and pulled me to her face. I sat on her body with my legs tucked at her sides and my hands on her chest, the position gave me the perfect view of this dominatrix of a woman. “I’m leaving myself in your hands, baby. Make me cum…” She ordered and like the submissive one I am, I listened to her orders.