Fem Dom Rules Novels & Stories

“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.

“You should be with her. She’s perfect. She’s everything you wanted. I’m just... I’m too old for this game.” “I decide who I want,” Dominic growls, his eyes darkening until they are pure obsidian. He presses his weight into her, making her feel every inch of his dominance. “And right now, I want to teach you why you should never, ever break my rules.” Before she can blink, he hoists her up with a grunt of exertion. Her skirt bunches high as he slams her down onto the edge of the cold marble vanity. He steps between her knees, his thighs spreading hers wide, his presence an absolute, crushing weight.

she asked, I opened my mouth to say I wasn’t here for that, that I was looking for my husband, that this was all a horrible mistake but the words wouldn’t come. My throat had closed up. All I could do was nod, stupidl like a child caught in a lie. She checked a tablet and frowned slightly. “New pass must’ve been added. Name?” “Rebecca,” I whispered. She tapped the screen. “Alright, Rebecca. Enjoy your evening. First time?” I nodded again. “Rules are simple: safe, sane, consensual. No photos. What happens inside stays inside. Safe word for the whole club is ‘red.’ Any domme or sub gives you trouble, you say it loud. Clear?”

Almost claiming. "It's too much having you in here," Aiden whispers, his voice rough as his hand slides to the back of my neck. His fingers glide through my hair with the softest reverence, igniting something primal in me. "On my bed, knowing I can't touch you." "Am I even allowed in here?" I whisper back, already knowing the answer before the words leave my lips. I am not. No subs are ever allowed in a dom’s bedroom. Only the doms are allowed access to the subs’ dorms, which are always shared, always monitored. The forbidden edge of this moment makes my skin prickle.

All dominants must provide exceptional aftercare for their submissive or the submissive in question can find another to assist them with their aftercare needs. Rule No. 8 – No Permanent Markings: Dominants may under no kind of circumstance be allowed to harm their submissive intentionally. Rule No. 9 – Respect: Dominants must always give their submissive respect and dignity, no exceptions. Rule No. 10 – Enforce: A dominant maybe allowed to enforce all rules within the contract as well as discipline when needed.

The chat flooded within seconds. Names. Tips. Praise. Old subs resurfacing. New ones gasping. But Domica didn’t look at the screen. Her focus was on him. She circled once, slow, dragging her gloved finger along his spine until he shivered. Then came the clamps. She clipped them to his nipples with cold, ritualistic care. Not cruel—but not kind, either. She twisted one, and he moaned around the gag. “You remember how this works, pet,” she purred. “Pleasure is earned. But pain is your privilege.”

I'd expected them to set rules for me, but not ones this outrageous. I looked up, catching my reflection in the mirror as I faced Victoria. "Is this Marcus's doing?" My voice was steady. "Of course," Victoria's smile widened. "These are Castillo family rules. You'd best get used to them." I put down the papers and picked up my phone. I dialed Marcus. He answered after three rings. "What is the meaning of this contract?" I asked directly. "Oh, that," Marcus's voice sounded dismissive. "Just sign it. It's a formality."

You will not touch yourself if I am not there, you will give me a call and I will see you, by call or in person 3. You will not sleep with anyone other than me until further notice 4. You will only cum for me. 5. If you are not comfortable with my practices, you will tell me and I will stop. 6. Every provocation has its punishment. 7. If you behave well, you will be rewarded. 8. You will move near me and satisfy all my desires. 9. Just you and me. I reread the list he'd just handed me and felt my cheeks heat up.

Emrys looked guilty, chewing his lip. “At least you got your ex rustled that’s a good thing,” Kieran said. “Why don’t we keep things going?” I held up a finger. “On one condition,” Kieran leaned forward. “What’s that?” “If I keep going with this stupid plan: no emotional games. I want respect. You play fair with me, or I’m out.” They all nodded, though I didn’t trust a single one of them. On my way back to my dorm that night, my phone buzzed again, when I clicked on it I realized it was a message from an unknown number.

As if he knew I had healed miraculously. He grabbed a vibrator, one I’d never seen before, and slowly pushed it inside my pussy, causing me to moan from the intrusion. “This is your punishment for not informing me about your little guest,” “But I—” I tried to defend myself, but he switched it on. The shockwaves of pleasure that coursed through me, made my eyes roll back, causing me to shudder viciously. “I have only one rule for you Karyna. Learn to tell me anything at all before I find out, okay?”