Fem Dom Rules Novels & Stories

I say, they don't always share it with you if it's any less than thirty per cent. "Wouldn't they tell me," he asks. "If it's any less than thirty per cent they won't, but that thirty per cent along with you being a docile person would be enough for the two of us to be, you know one," I say with a wink, I had my eyes on him, I won't lie, he's a little sexy thing, having a dom sexual partner is always interesting since littles tend to be asexual.

A soft cry of desperation reverberated throughout the room as Annalise blinked her tears. “What? Cat caught your tongue?” “Don’t utter bullshit… on that note, we need to set up some ground rules. You have been too disobedient, blabbering your mouth like a fucking trout.” He spat in her face, making her close her eyes and look away. “One, you are to be in my bed whenever I say so. Two, you are not seen with other men, you are supposed to be only with me. Warm only my bed. Three, you are to be a good girl and let me do whatever I want with you, if not there will be repercussions and they can be severe.” Andreas was crossing all the rules when it came to the relationship between a dominant and

The fact she hadn't turned her back and run off shows she was ready to go through whatever this was. “So tell me what's your role in this?” Kira said to Rose after she tore her eyes from Dom’s. “I’m the Dominatrix, or Domme if you will, of the club. Mostly, I oversee the activities of the club. I make sure that no one is taking things too far or abusing the rules and I also help things along if someone is feeling a bit hesitant.” Rose said meaningfully. “What are the rules?” Kira couldn’t seem to keep her voice from quivering.

"Try me." At those words, she looked at him for a few minutes then sighed. "It's Bondage, Discipline or Dominant, Sadomasochism or Submissive and Masochism. In my own case, I'd be your Dominant and you'd be my submissive. I, or this situation rather, is usually called femdom." "Female dominant." She nodded. "Yes," "What do Subs do?" "They're different, for every Dom, but with you, my rules wouldn't be too much. My stepfather wants me having a sub for our training and he keeps bringing people I don't like. If I present you, I'm sure he'd be pleased."

“We are still a thing. It is a loving relationship and friendship that I still want and need.” “So if you were to become my Dom?” “Yes, your Dom.” “If you were to become my Dom, would she have any say over us?” “Just like you will for me if we go down this road, I do answer to her in a since. We have our own rules and our own relationship that we have spent years building.” “So, she could tell you what to do with me?” “Absolutely not. Our relationship is separate. She will not have any say in what we do or do not do. She will give me advice on how to approach things and handle situations if I need it.”

“Yes.” “Even if I don’t let you touch me until I say so?” He hesitated. Then nodded. I stopped in front of him, close enough that our breaths brushed. I tilted his chin up with one finger. His lips parted. “Then I will teach you,” I whispered. “But you will obey me. Utterly.” “Yes,” he breathed. “I will.” The first rule of dominance is not to ask. It’s to claim. I stepped back, took off my heels, and walked barefoot across the dark wooden floor of the studio space.

“Yes, sir.” “Second rule,” Dominic continued, his voice dropping an octave. “You’re not allowed to have a boyfriend. Your attention stays on me.” Renata nodded again. “Yes, sir.” He studied her for a moment longer. “And when you meet me, make sure you look the way I want you to. Nothing more, nothing less.” Renata held her breath, but eventually nodded again. “I understand.” Dominic leaned in slightly, closing the distance between them until his voice brushed against her skin.

I saw understanding and maybe even excitement in her eyes but needed the words. "If you understand, you may answer, Yes, Master." "Yes, Master. I understand the rules so far." Honey whispered in her submissive voice. Which reminds me. "When I use my Dom voice to command you at any time, you are my sub, and not my girlfriend. For the next year, you are my sub and these rules will apply. I won't abuse you. We will negotiate everything. Anything you are uncomfortable with we will discuss before it happens. I like to check with you during a scene as well to make sure you are doing fine. After we begin a scene, it will not stop until you use your safe words. Do you understand these new rules, Hon

' I asked curiously. He took the book from me and explained. 'The Dom or the Dominant is the person whether male/female, who takes control and gives commands in a BDSM relationship or scene. In our relationship, I am the Dom and people like me are typically the ones who initiate and guide the activities, setting boundaries and ensuring the submissive's safety and consent.

Some people have contracts where they are in a Dom/sub relationship whereas others like me stay single and have one night stands. It's a little more difficult for me to find doms because I'm female to male transgender. I've had top surgery but not bottom so I still have a front hole. The testosterone I take has made my former clit grow to be an inch long so the doms I get with just refer to it as my dick. Majority are very accepting, although there are some assholes but Marcus deals with them. He's the Master Dom of the club, he's in charge and looks out for everyone.