Dominitrix Novels & Stories

Julian's stillness sounded loud. "Into whom?" DAMIAN Dominic did not wait for our approval. He removed the injector line from the control panel and touched it against a vein in his arm. "What the hell are you doing?" I lunged forwards. "If she is mine," Dominic continued, "then I will play the role that damages her." "Dominic, stop!" Unfortunately, it was too late. The transfer started. The Genesis code began uploading into Dominic's veins through the nanite relay. He shouted as it struck his neurological system, causing him to collapse to the ground and convulse.

She has no idea I’ve been watching her since her second night here. Before she knew my name. Before she knew how to scream it. I want her in the Black Room. The Dominion Society’s crown jewel. Buried five levels beneath Vortex—behind retinal scans, untraceable payments, and the kind of silence money alone can’t buy. It’s not a room. It’s a reckoning. Twelve keys. Twelve men. Each one bought, not given. A numbered token of access. Power. The rest of them? They place their bets from behind the glass—silent gods wagering on ruin.

year—using it as a shield to buffer the Architect’s influence. The rot recoiled, burned by the raw, irrational sentiment of my memories. "Your love," Dominic whispered, his eyes clearing for a fraction of a second. "It’s... it’s a bug in their system." "It’s a feature," I corrected, pouring more of my own energy into the link. I could feel my strength waning; maintaining a firewall against a cosmic entity was not something meant for a human mind. Tatiana, now free from Dominic’s grip, stood up. She was no longer trying to look human. Her face was half-composed of shifting, pixelated data, and her eyes were empty voids.

Tavish looked relieved. “You’re late.” “I had something to handle.” His eyes moved to Selene. She didn’t flinch. “I’m here to help,” she said. Rhydian looked at me. I nodded. He came to the table. “What did you find?” Tavish pointed to the record. “Dominion was originally created as a Council research division.” Rhydian read the page. His expression became more serious. “Mapping supernatural bonds.” “Yes.” “To prevent wars.” “Yes.”

The sound of skin slapping skin filled the kitchen. “Say it,” he growled, slamming deeper. “Say you belong to me.” “I belong to you,” she breathed, her voice breaking. “Louder.” “I belong to you, Victor!” He reached around and rubbed her swollen clit while he fucked her harder. Elara’s body shook. She hated how good it felt. The drug made everything stronger. Her pussy clenched around him as pleasure built fast. Victor leaned over her back, his mouth close to her ear. “You will always obey me. At home. At work. Everywhere. You’re mine to use. Say it.”

Dominus spat, blood dripping from his mouth, a dark streak running from his nose. Whatever power Cedar had unleashed had hit him hard, inside and out. If she could do that without even meaning to… I could see why Dominus wanted to take her powers so badly. In the wrong hands, it could destroy the world. That was exactly why he wanted it, to crush the prophecy and rule without opposition. “Anyone who wants to die, try stopping me!” I shouted, keeping my voice firm. I had a plan to break that powder barrier, but it would take the right moment.

And even if she survived tonight, knowing his nature as per the tales, she'd be dead meat soon. Dominic Varkov was known across the lands for his ruthlessness. He was cruel and merciless; he'd destroyed hundreds of lands and had killed thousands of men. Because of his cruelty, the Moon Goddess never gave him a mate. He was 32 years old and never had a mate, but now he married Rosalie forcefully. Goddess knows what he'd do to her tonight.

There was simply nothing like it, not even the utmost pleasures of mortal men could compare to the absolute thrill of power that coursed deep within her, and almost found herself purring in ecstasy as she looked down on the battered and bruised Fate, one of the primordial forces of time itself at her very feet, dealt with by a creation of her own machinations The girl growled in anger her eyes coursing with power she didn't know how ti channel and a smile lit up Nike's face "Best you learn some manners girl" she said letting her energy crush the girl into the floor "You do not look upon the face of your mistress, not unless you have a death wish" Pinning her down, she surveyed the damage, th

She felt her juice running down her leg again and her mouth flew open. “What do you want Bella?” he growled into her ears again, the sound of his husky dominant voice pushed her a little to the edge and she wanted to find her release, so she rubbed her clit faster. Just as she neared the edge, he pulled out of her and stilled the movement of her finger.

As I called her, she instantly looked at me. "What?" She raised her brows. "I want to tell you something." My hands are placed on my lap and I'm playing with my fingers nervously. "What?" She asked, getting suspicious. I again looked at Zain, he's staring at us only. Anu narrowed her brows, bemused. I moved closer to her ear. "I and Zain, we are in a kind of BDSM relationship, he's my master." I just told her in one go in low voice.