Dominitrix Stories Novels & Stories

She may have had to call this whole thing off if he had proved too stalkerish. While she was at the library, she figured she ought to read up on exactly what she was doing. As she started to read into domination and submission culture, she realized something. In almost all cases throughout history, the rich man was dominated by a woman who he was paying and could cut off at any time, truly giving him all the power, even though the illusion was that the dominatrix was in charge. Tracy was in unexplored territory, a stranger in a strange land. The more she read, the more she thought she was stumbling around in the dark, and that her success up to this point had been a fluke, even with her new

Devon privately thought that Dominique was a step away from the very top, and her words carried a great deal of weight. Devon glanced at the rest of the screens while Slave R was licking Dominique's cunt and arousing her to a state of shuddering pleasure. Jeannette was working with a new slave in the oral arts room. Doing what she was told to, she was helping the new slave perfect technique at the earliest stations, laying the groundwork for the more advanced techniques.

She sat down beside me and gave me a wink, making me blush. “Now, Dominion is a naughty little wolf who left home without my knowledge. I want him back here where he is supposed to stay.” She waved her hand and a picture of a Snow White wolf with red eyes hovered above the table. “He isn’t supposed to be there for at least another ten thousand years or more.” “And who is that?” I asked. “And why is it my problem?” “Dominion was the wolf who killed my lover, Nox. For his punishment, he will herald the end of all wolves, and me.” She looked a little sad at that, but accepting of the fate as well.

But every night, after they went to bed, I'd lock my door, slip on the headset, and step into Dominic's world. The plot of the game unfolded gradually, pulling me deeper. Dominic wasn't just a sex program. There were layers... a mysterious corporate empire he ran in the virtual city, rivals who threatened to pull me into danger, and a growing emotional tether. He listened when I vented about my strict parents, the isolation. "They don't see you, baby. But I do. Every inch." Our sessions built slowly at first. Foreplay that left me wrecked. One night, he had me on my knees in the penthouse living room, city lights twinkling behind us. I'd never sucked cock before, but he guided me patiently a

I couldn’t stay with Alyssa, sleep in the same bed as her, or have sex with her. There had been a lot of attraction between us in the past. I had always found her fascinating and sensual, but now she made me feel nothing. Only irritation. The point was that I would never get out of that marriage. I wasn’t made for normal relationships. I was made for one-night ones. I didn’t get attached, and anyone who grew attached to me always ended up getting hurt. I picked up the folder Alexandra Rimet had given me, resting on the nightstand. She was an investigator. I had hired her to uncover Crystal’s past. After her panic attack, I had wondered why the subject of her parents frightened her so much.

"My apprentices are everywhere, okay?" Lily rodded her eyes and nodded. "Yeah, yeah. You have apprentices all around the world. Then did any of your apprentices tell you where the people in the previous research institute came from? Are they trying to take over the world? Or do they want to destroy all of humankind?" Dominic twirled his beard and said, "Austin mentioned they had that idea in mind. It seems like they want to develop some kind of virus that can rule the world, but I don't quite understand what they’re doing now.

Katrina pointed at Alexander. “I had a vision. Maybe it was the goddess who gave it to me. I don’t care who gave me the vision. What matters is that I saw Ersilia. She’s keeping Domitilla in a cave and has Domitilla’s human lover and father as helpers. Her father is being forced with threats against his mate. Her lover, well, he’s under a spell.” Alexander explained.

“Now everything’s twisted.” Her expression softened for a heartbeat, almost pity. “Twisted?” she murmured. “No. Corrected.” The air thickened, humming with unseen gravity. Adrien’s boots sank half an inch into the ground as he tried to move. “Sera, listen to me. Dominionm she’s inside your daughter. She’s taken everything. We have to fight back.” Something like amusement passed over her face. “Dominion is a fragment,” she said. “A reflection. She was never the whole.”

Only a predator remained. "This is the chair where your father sits to rule his world, Bella," Dominic growled. His voice was like a saw cutting through wood. "Tonight, I am going to rule you in it. I am going to turn this office into a house of sin." He walked over to the desk and swept everything off it. Gold pens, crystal ash trays, and millions of dollars in contracts hit the floor. Crash! Clatter! He didn't care. He sat down in the big red leather chair and pulled me onto his lap.