Fem Dom Novels & Stories

He bends down and cups my chin, forcing my face up to meet his gaze. "You are one beautiful woman, Brie. And you're all mine," he murmurs. "Get up." His power is soft full of sensual promise. Shakily, I get to my feet. "Look at me," he breathes, and I stare up into his smoldering neon gaze. It is his Dom gaze – cold, challenging, and sexy. My mouth dries, and I know I will do anything he asks. An almost cruel smile plays across his lips.

“You are nothing more than a sperm receptacle. Do not ever speak to my wife ever again. Don’t even look at her or my son.” “You’ll come back to us.” Chrissy said as Chance began to guide Rye away. “Unfortunately for you, my mother taught me not to hit a woman.” He said stopping and looking at her. “Unfortunately?” Chrissy smirked. “I never learned that lesson.” Dom said and fear hit the woman. “Chance….” Chrissy pleaded. “You knew the rules.” Sid said. Dom buried her hand deep in the blonde hair and forced her to bend over. Then she drug the woman over in front of Trigg and Sid. The club bunny was forced to her knees.

Two days after Seamus's confession Charlotte was still browsing the internet on what is the meaning of a Dom, a Daddy, and what was expected as a submissive. And the definition was way more than what Charlotte was expecting. There were a lot of Doms and varieties of kinks, from the Daddy caring type to the hardcore ones who like to smack their pretty little subs into submission.

she asks politely, her eyes dancing around my face. "I would love to register as a dom here, but only for the spirit of it. I don't care what the benefits are, that doesn't interest me," I tell her plainly. Frowning, she ticks her fingers before coming back with a reply for me. "Well, you need to have about ten million Euro in one of your accounts before being admitted as a club Dom, and from your family's record, I can assure you that you match the criteria without even flipping the book to check it out.

He’d thought that it would’ve taken a couple of tries to break down her walls and pull her out of her shell. But her defenses crumbled under his assault. Her inner goddess must have been right there at the surface, waiting for someone who cared enough to break her free. Dom was ready to take back control. He braced her back as he flipped her onto her back on the bench. He lifted her legs up to her chest, position his cock at her slick entrance and dipped shallowly. Kira writhed beneath him. “Dom, I can’t take much more.” She panted out, her head lolling back and forth as if she was delirious.

The photo is of a fat male clad in skin tight leather from head to toe, whipping a female suspended … from the ceiling. “He’s uhm… He’s a collector of “rare” females. Different races, different creatures. So I’m certain having a pregnant red wolf would be a fabulous addition. He’s probably got at least a dozen wives, numerous girlfriends. Who knows how many kids. Gets his money from his shipping businesses… you know containers that can bring you anything you want discreetly. He’s one of the most notorious doms in the world of underground S&M. He’s brutal, gets off on the pain he inflicts. He probably owns a third of the bondage clubs in Europe. Girls that don’t hold up, that he thinks are we

The notification lit up my phone at 11:47 PM. KinkConnect: New match - DomDaddy_SFBay I was three glasses of wine deep, sprawled on my couch in just a t-shirt and panties, my hand already between my legs because I'd been scrolling through profiles for the past hour getting myself worked up. I clicked on his profile with my free hand, still slowly circling my clit with the other. Ryan, 34. Experienced Dom. Not interested in brats or princesses. Looking for a slut who knows her place and wants to be used properly. If you need your hand held through every step, swipe left.

“Because it’s not normal to cheat. They say it is, just to excuse the boys before they even do it. But it isn’t. No husband should cheat. You heard Aiden.” “Your dom was just lying, Danika,” Emma cuts in sharply. Loud enough for all of us to hear. We all turn to look at her. “Every dom cheats,” she continues. “Every husband cheats. Our doms are probably going to fuck those cheerleaders after the game. I heard them talking about it.” “Well,” Rose chimes in smoothly, “they have every right to. They can fuck whoever they want. We’re not their wives.” Rose is the perfect sub. She plays the role flawlessly. But there’s something about her that stands out—something dark and distant. She never lets

So, just relaxed and let go, Kitten," he told me and kissed my neck. I shivered. I didn't know why I believed him, but I did. I licked my lips, let him take control, and relaxed. After one, two, and three more rubs, I exploded inside my jeans, and- that's when; I realized I felt my wetness through my pants, and now it's on his hand. I squeezed my thighs together and trapped his hand inside my lap again, and I came again, knowing he still had his hand between my thighs, and I heard his sexy deep voice say. "Good, girl," he said, and my sex throbbed once again.

He walked up to me and asked if I was a Domme. I turned to look at her. "Ermm, what's a Domme?" She smiled and hid her frustration, I made a mental note to do lots of research online. "A Domme is a dominant female, he said I look and behave like one. The shocker for me was that he said he'd want me to be his Domme." "Okay, who's this person?" I asked clearly intrigued. "I really can't recall the name right now, it's Jack or Jason, I know the first alphabet is the letter J." She explained.