Dominatrix Erotica Novels & Stories

She hated the sound of need spilling from her lips, hated how much he controlled it, yet couldn’t stop. The couch became an altar, the city below their only witness as he drew every shiver, every ragged breath from her. He moved with deliberate precision, as if orchestrating not just pleasure but surrender. And when she finally gave in, the sound that tore from her throat was half fury, half release, raw and unrestrained. He whispered against her skin, words she couldn’t fully hear but felt in her bones—possession, hunger, warning. After, when the air still crackled with what they had unleashed, she tried to rise, to reclaim herself. But Dominic pulled her back, arm heavy around her waist, m

I whispered as I saw it was an entire site dedicated to teacher student fantasies, Richard hadn't been kidding. I looked at the rows of small pictures of the videos and spotting a red head on her knees for her 'student' I clicked it. The video was only a clip and started out in the middle of the action with the teacher already kneeling and sucking on her pupil's huge cock. "Damn." I sighed as I watched her slowly suck while staring up at him. I licked my lips and thought about being in her position very shortly, but then again I wanted to go slow and ease him into it and I was getting paid per lesson.

It's been too long since I've done this and I would hate to get a cramp half way through, or better yet while I'm stuck holding onto the pole. "This one." She pulls out the leather outfits, the ones we use for dominatrix scenes. I laugh, not surprised at all. We worked on this one, but never let it see the light of day. It's slightly dramatic, but slutty as hell and that's exactly what I need. I need to throw myself into myself, my ego is shattered, my pride broken. The only thing I can do is dance myself into oblivion.

Gracie moaned as she was getting stroked by David. He started going rough and hard, stretching her pussy. Thrusting fast, making her scream with every stroke he made. He pulled out, hitting his cock on are curvy ass. She took his cock and shoved it back into her pussy, “Fuck me…. harder” she said, filled with sexual feelings and lust. He held her neck with one hand and used the other to grip tight on her waist almost hard enough to bruise her. Then he stroked her pussy slowly, filling it with his huge cock while he held her neck, and had her begging for more.

I could almost feel his fingers between my legs again, the way he had touched me through my panties earlier and then pulled away, denying me the release I had wanted so badly. I typed back, my fingers moving before I could stop myself. Me: Maybe. But you stopped. So now I’m here in my bed, still sore, still wet, and still thinking about it. Thanks for that. The reply came almost immediately. Dom: You’re welcome. And if you keep pushing me like you did tonight, next time I won’t stop. Next time I’ll bend you over and spank that ass until it’s red and hot, just like I did tonight. But I won’t stop there. I’ll cuff your wrists, spread you open, and edge you with my fingers and my mouth until yo

I nodded slowly, as I started to feel a little uneasy about the situation. "So, the thing we are doing right now is," he continued, leaning forward slightly. "BDSM. Bondage. Dominant. Submissive. Masochist. Sadist. It's a form of erotic power exchange where one partner takes on a dominant role, controlling the other partner's actions and movements through various forms of bondage or restraint.

"Don't... don't stop now." "Please," Dante echoed, his composure finally, truly gone. Mark was in the corner, his hand in his pants, stroking himself as he watched the woman he had neglected become a goddess of desire. "I want to milk you," I said, my voice cold and commanding. "Individually. I want to see which one of you can handle me the best." I lay back, lifting my legs way above my head in a wide V, inviting Jax first. He thrust into me as I enjoyed the view of his rigid abs while his eyes devoured the bounce of my breasts.

”I want… gaaahhhh… to p-pleasure you… ummffff… even more…” “And why do you want to do that rich boy? Why do you want to please me?” As she asks her questions, she starts beating his long weeping dick and licking his bare chest at the same time. The athletic but helpless sub starts to growl and groan in response. A few seconds later, the dominatrix clamps her thick luscious lips on his left breast, viciously sucking one of his hardened nubs... He yells again and arches against the chains that are binding his naked sweaty body to both the dungeon's ceiling and floor. ”Answer me slave or I’ll bite off your overly sensitive nipple and feed it to you,” she slowly murmurs into his sweaty tanned sk

It's the second time I've felt the urge to kiss her and I swear she feels it too, but I need to get up early and this is the best way to get to my safe room. " I don't like it, I'm going to bed, I need to get up early." " Aren't you going to finish?" She looks at me with that cute little face like a puppy that's fallen over, but I have to be strong. I'm a BDSM dominatrix. The first rule of a dominatrix is to dominate yourself. Who am I if I give in to the temptation to do the wrong thing? She said no sex and I'm true to my word. I stand up quickly.

You’re so good to me,’ he whined. ‘Too good, I agree,’ she snarled, and caught him a hard slap on his dimpled arse that made drops of pre-come juice dribble from his cock. ‘Go away! Get out of my sight, you useless, ugly object.’ ‘Humiliation. Lesson number one in being a dominatrix,’ Armina murmured to Karen. ‘Would you like to try? Does it appeal? I’ll admit it floats my boat. Men are such bastards, it’s fun to torment them, even though one knows they’re enjoying it.’