روايات وقصص ضمن Dominitrix

"I... I do not understand..." I flinched when Dominixe cupped my face. "Listen carefully since I am only going to say this once. Alright?" I nodded mindlessly. "I am Dominixe from a different dimension. In my dimension, you really died." My eyes widened. "My mother, the Moon Goddess, did not even want to grant my request to return you to your life since your mission is over. I refused to believe that. Since I could turn back time, she restricted my abilities. I might have successfully brought down my father, but I was unhappy without you. That is why, as soon as Mother rereleased my abilities for the past years, I believed that another dimension exists where I might be able to change the cou

"I know where the master-switch is hidden. They think I’m their 'Ice-King'? I’m the architect who left a flaw in their perfection. I left a way out, just in case the 'Standard' ever tried to swallow me whole." They reached the server room in the museum’s basement—a place of humming racks and blinking lights that felt like a tomb of the old era. Dominic didn't type a code; he used his Somatic-ID. He pressed his palm to the biometric scanner, allowing the violet-memory of his re-awakened resonance to flood the logic-gates. He wasn't just a CEO anymore; he was the "Sovereign-Key."

Xena’s iris was wide and I could recognize instantly that she was under a spell and so was I. I was surprised by her obedience. I stole a glance at Dominic’s pulsing cock and my pussy twitched. You are no longer in control, Sage. The witch’s voice whispered in my mind. Your unleashed desires have taken over. It is futile to fight it. “Dominic,” I called and instantly, the Alpha’s eyes flew open. I understood immediately. I was now in control. Dominic began to pull of his clothes as if they burned his body. I watched in awe as he stripped naked and walked towards me.

“You rushed me away from the main rooms.” “I didn’t want unnecessary attention.” “You mean scrutiny.” “That’s not what I meant.” Selene removed her gloves. “You lost control of the surrogate and the investigation around the pregnancy. You lost control of your own household staff. You are failing.” Anger flashed through me despite the fear. “I have Cameron completely attached to me.” “And yet Dominion remains incomplete,” she said with a mocking laugh. “He’s close. You act as if this is simple.” “It is simple. I got my husband under Dominion in six months. Your mother got your father under Dominion in one year. Your weakness irritates me.”

"It's also why the ritual timing is so critical. If Magistra Vex attacks before you're fully bonded and awakened, she might be able to corrupt the process and claim those abilities for herself." "Through me?" "Through the conditioning pathways she and Lady Harwick have spent years creating. But once the ritual is complete, once you're fully bonded to Dominic, those pathways will be permanently severed. Your power will be anchored to someone who loves you rather than someone who wants to use you." As we reach the palace entrance, I catch sight of Dominic through one of the corridor windows. He's speaking with Torres about something that has both men looking grim, but the moment he senses my p

Tell her," Darius said to Aldrich. Aldrich pulled out a chair and sat. "Ashmoor Dominion has operated without a visible ruler. The territory has been run through Caden voss. Regional commanders,wolves who receive instruction and execute it without knowing its main source." He folded his hands on the table. "Three weeks ago, a name surfaced through eastern border contacts." "Who," Zayden said. "Dorian Vane," Aldrich said. The room went very still. I looked at Zayden.

Dominic’s long, razor-sharp black claws dug deep into the flesh of Silas’s neck, drawing a thick, dark crimson blood that hissed like acid against his skin. "You dare threaten my family in my sanctuary?" Dominic whispered, his voice dropping into a terrifying, demonic velvet purr that carried the absolute authority of a global tyrant. He leaned in close, his dilated golden eyes mere inches from Silas's trembling face, his breath hot and dangerous. "You think you have leverage because you control a single laboratory? I didn't just buy the real estate of your medical facility, Silas. Three hours ago, while you were busy launching your pathetic human railguns, my financial division completed a

“They confirm what we suspected—Dominion has been positioning itself as the ‘reasonable’ face of neural intervention. They’re courting politicians, regulators, even some victim advocacy groups. Their whole pitch is ‘We’re not Kane. We learned from Acheron.’” “They want Clara as their moral fig leaf,” Jax said. “They want her as their queen piece,” Niko said. “If they can convince the board that the Architect is on side, no one will look too hard at what’s under the hood.” I looked at the flash drive. Cool plastic. A tiny, potential war in my hand. “What’s on it?” Dante asked. “A sample of their ‘next‑gen’ platform,” I said. “Godmode Lite. They wanted me to see how ‘responsible’ they’re being

She looked up at me, tears glistened in her eyes as she stared back at me, her lips trembled. "For the last year I have watched you dance around me like you were in control. I’m the Dom, your Master, and Iam also your mate.” i pressed a finger to her lips as she wanted to dispute me, “No more arguing. You have kept me at bay, and I have followed your rules. Shit happened to you, I get it, but you’re not going to deal with it anymore. You’re going to let me inside here.” i pressed the finger from her mouth to her head. “I’m not backing down or going away Emma. We aree in this together.” i waited for several minutes to pass. “You may speak.”

The way he glanced at me with his neon eye. I wander to the far corner of the room and pat the waist-high padded bench and run my fingers over the leather. The thought depresses me. "You're a sadist? Is this the soft-will-hearted Jonathan Christopher I once knew or the new Jace De Leon that I just learned?" "I'm a Dominant; I love controlling, I like being in power." His eyes are a scorching neon, intense. "What does that mean?" I whisper. "It means I want you to surrender yourself to me, in all things willingly." I frown at him as I try to assimilate this idea.