Dominitrix Stories Novels & Stories

"Thank you Dominique." Devon said bowing his head slightly. He then walked to Control with Dominique and ran down the training board showing her the status of current product. Dominique decided to personally test one of the senior slaves, a male who was endowed with a cock that looked like a tree trunk. She descended the stairs and found him cleaning. She directed that he follow her and she led him to one of the live test rooms.

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.

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.

I take her hand from my abs and bring it to my lips to kiss, “Okay, but at least let me brush and throw my hair up.” “Okay,” she grins, “Your hair does look like you just woke up on the wrong side of the bed.” I slap her ass on the way back to my bathroom, “Smartass! Go sit down on the loveseat and I will be out in a minute.” She claps her hands in excitement and spins around to go sit on the little couch in the corner of my room. I stare at her for a moment, grateful that she hasn’t written me off just yet. After everything I have done, she still wants me, but will she want me after I tell her my story, or will she think that I am too fucked up to try and make it work. I became a Dominant f

He wished another demonic crow or two would show up to give him a couple of moving targets, but thought that was probably too much to hope for. At first, Leesa had given a tiny start each time she felt Ralin unleash a blast of his magic outside, but she quickly grew used to it. She settled into a routine of reading a story, shaking her head in frustration, then closing her eyes for a moment before clicking on the next article. She was halfway through a story of the possession of a farmer in nearby Massachusetts early in the last century when Dominic came striding into her room. “I think I’ve found what we need,” he said.

Darren said finally, breaking the silence, “you found the book.” My throat was dry, my voice barely a whisper. “What is it?” His lips curved into that faint, cruel smile. “The Rite of Dominion,” he said simply, almost reverently. “A ritual older than the Crescent bloodline itself. One that grants power, true power. But it requires a sacrifice, the blood of a royal Crescent descendant. Your blood.” I shook my head, choking on the words. “You’re lying.” Had fate changed because we were no longer dating? Because I turned him down and now it required my blood and not my child’s blood?

I told her that I was going to be crowned Alpha King that day and she didn't believe me. We took her to our room and told her the whole truth. We didn't even leave behind the truth about Dwayne and how he had kidnapped Amy. She didn't believe me until I did a transformation in front of her. She was scared at first but mostly astounded. She didn't run away. She stayed for the ceremony and watched her daughter being crowned Alpha Queen.

I asked with worry evident in my tone, I watched him take a slow intake, “I...I’m into BDSM,” he said, making me blink in confusion, I didn’t know what to say or react, he noticed my confusion, “I’m a dominant, Clarissa!” he said, when my mind screamed what the word meant, it made me realize what he was… my eyes widened in shock, Oh my god! Author’s note:- Hello guys, please let me know your thought’s in the comments section do like the book and follow me. Love you all, Thank you, I*******m:- S.N_Nina_Arthur.