Drow Femdom Novels & Stories

Magda knew her cheeks were bright pink, “are you insane? I cried when Sienna got caught with her dildo out of pure sympathetic response to her embarrassment. I’m all for being an empowered woman and taking what you want but I don’t have daddy issues so I don’t need to be dominated in the bedroom and I don’t have control issues so I don’t need to dominate in the bedroom. What’s wrong with a little give and take? Missionary and maybe doggy style? I’m not down to tying or being tied.” “You are so vanilla.” Dimi bit the end of her banana and then dunked it again in the container. “Ew! You can’t double dip!” “Oh, I would,” Darya spoke up. “Dimi, if you and whoever you end up with want to swing, I

“I am a dom, Ms. Cane I go by many names: top, dominator, master, when mixing d/s- that is domination and submission. With master/slave relations I prefer to be called ‘Sir’ by my subs. My job as a dom is to ensure my sub is pleased… at my leisure and preference, of course. I use my little room, the room you invaded, to my advantage. It comes equipped with toys of all sorts that I like to play with. My sub, a willing woman, is the best toy of all inside those walls.” By now my fingertip was playing with the zipper on her grey, seamed, cotton pants. I undid the button and proceeded to rub her pussy through her lace panties. Impressive. I like a woman who knows how to wrap it up and present it

Comment what you think of this line and I might horny edit it in Banks- Crawl to me Eleanor- Why not Chase me? Haha, I'm grinning. Tell me it sounds like what a Dom will punish

I had never felt so nervous talking to a dominate before and I couldn’t help but feel like he was about to devour me as he watched me, his lip twitched up in a half smile. “I like to do a lot more than that, how much about BDSM do you know about?” He asked and I took a long drink from my wine trying to get some courage.

I ran my tongue along my lip, and started to stroke him slowly. “Fuck, Lora..” My clit twitched instantly, responding to the sweet sound of his raspy voice. He was so fucking sexy and I couldn't get enough. “Do you want me to help you, daddy?” I corked my head to the side, pushing my chest forward, my breasts yearning for his touch. He didn't say anything, so I slowly lowered myself, kneeling before his cock under the shower. I looked up at him and his furrowed brows, and a smile played across my lips right before I took his dick into my mouth.

“ BDSM? I have never done it with any of those ass holes.. all they care about is being satisfied, they don't care about foreplay,” He smirked, fire dancing in his eyes. “Good,now get that pretty ass up and take off that bra and panties, and let's have a proper conversation” I did exactly as he said, not because he wanted me to, but because I was curious to see how far he would go with this. He went to the drawer by my right and brought out handcuffs. “ Go over to the pole and put your hands up and your legs apart” “What?” “Dolcezza I don't like to repeat myself, don't make me spank you”

His gaze dropped to my heaving tits, barely contained by the pulled-up gown, nipples hard and begging. “I know exactly what I’m asking,” I whispered, stepping closer until my body brushed his. “Damien hasn’t fucked me properly in five years. I’m soaked, Ethan. Look at me.” I hiked my gown higher, showing him my dripping pussy, lips swollen and glistening. “Fuck me. Please.” He groaned, a deep sound that vibrated through his chest. His hand came up, hesitant at first, then bold, cupping one of my tits through the fabric. His thumb flicked my nipple, and I moaned softly, arching into him.

I could feel my wetness soaking through the nightie. Opening my eyes, I realised the scene had changed. The man sat on a sofa, and she climbed over him, twerking on his dick. I stood up, turning the chair so that the backrest was facing me. I stuck the dildo to the chair's surface and bit my lip in anticipation . I held the chair, imagining them as Frank as I slowly let my pussy down on the dildo. God, I was so tight. "Oh, Frank, your dick is so big..", I moaned , feeling the dildo spread my pussy wide. The woman in the video was moaning loud as she twerk on his dick. Turning me on.

He grabbed my chin and said, "I'll hurt you and ruin you. I'm a fucked up man who was turned on when you were on your kness with tears running down your face as you begged me to spare your father's life." I didn't hesitate to get on my knees. "I submit to you Milomir Petrov. I want you to ruin me. I want to be yours and surrender my body to you." "Are you sure? There is no turning back. Once I say you're mine then you're mine. Forever." I nodded my head. "I want to be yours." " Are you aware of the Dom and Sub relationship?" "Just a little…" "It treads a thin line between pain and pleasure but don't worry, I'll show you. Will you give me control of your body, mind and soul?"

She released me from her mouth and looked up, eyes glassy. “I came for him,” she said. “Now I want you to fúck me.” I slid between her thighs and pushed inside. She was warm, tight, and soaking. Her breath caught as I bottomed out, and she wrapped her legs around me. I fúcked her hard, hips slapping hers with every thrust. She leaned up to my ear and whispered filth while I rutted into her. “Did you like watching Drew fúck me? Think I should let him see my títs tomorrow? I could wear that shirt you like, the one that drops when I lean over his desk.”