Fem Dom Rules Novels & Stories

Find a way to change rules 34 and 46. What is rule number 34 and 46? I flipped back to the pages I skipped and found my answer within those pages. Rule 34: Demons are not, in any form or manner, allowed to have any intimate relationship with any human. Rule 46: No demon is to lay claim to any human children. This was definitely my dad.

46. I like to dominate cute goth girls like you. I like to treat entertainers like the sluts and whores I’m paying you to be. I want to make you gag on my cock and stretch you with toys until your pussy is used up and dripping, juicy. I want anal play, deep and hard, and I want to slap your ass while I’m doing it. Another thing, high on my list, is that I want to punish those lovely big tits of yours. And all the while, I want you to be a good little girl and call me Sir.

"It's big and looks extra comfy. Perfect for forcing erring little bitches who don't know their place into submission." By the moon! Daciana's face heated up with a blush as she snarled. "You pervert! I wouldn't be caught dead having anything sexual to do with you three." Axel scoffed, folding his arms in front of his chest and leaning disturbingly close to her ears. "Oh, but you're our mate, aren't you? And it will be your duty as our mate to... Service us in bed. I'm curious to see if an Omega will have any moves different from a normal wolf."

I moaned, lost in pleasure. The sound snapped Allison out of her trance, and she withdrew her hands, cheeks ablaze. I kissed her reassuringly. "Baby, there's nothing wrong with wanting to touch me like that. But remember, I'm still your master. Next time, ask for my permission, okay?" Allison's eyes sparkled with amusement. "Yes, master." Our dynamic was unique, and we both cherished it. As a dominant man, I'd softened since falling for Allison. My need to dominate remained, but I'd shed my sadistic tendencies.

She felt her juice running down her leg again and her mouth flew open. “What do you want Bella?” he growled into her ears again, the sound of his husky dominant voice pushed her a little to the edge and she wanted to find her release, so she rubbed her clit faster. Just as she neared the edge, he pulled out of her and stilled the movement of her finger.

He gave further instructions. "Ouch!" Rara exclaimed as one of Jimmy's fingers forcefully penetrated her unprepared entrance. But Jimmy didn't care. And that finger began its actions, pleasuring Rara with a different kind of madness. Meanwhile, Jimmy's other hand was busy squeezing her breasts, which swayed in rhythm with her body's movements. "Oh, Jimmy!" Jimmy grinned. "Continue, you bitch." He enjoyed every time a woman under his control moaned his name. He continued making the woman tremble towards climax only through his touch. He held Rara's back to keep her bent over while he kept moving.

Nineteen-year-old straight-laced college student doesn't do men or so he tells himself but a late-night pulse of curiosity leads him to install a men’s dating app, where he becomes utterly consumed by DomDaddy: an anonymous older man with a massive frame, a distinct collarbone scar, and a command style that shatters every boundary he built. Believing DomDaddy is safely locked forty-seven kilometers away in another town, he willingly yields to every increasingly explicit demand behind his screen. Then his father returns from an unexpected trip with an old military buddy in tow. Marcus is tall, broad-shouldered, and staying in the attic right above his room. The moment Marcus speaks, the bo

Most people would be disgusted about fūcking a man drenched in blood, but Daniella always seemed to be turned on when I got home all bloody and shīt. I reached for her wet pūssy, smiling in satisfaction when I found her dripping and completely ready to take my cōck. That’s something about me. I will fūck. Fūck a lot actually. But there were rules. The first being no talking in the bedroom. I am talking about the females, of course. I don’t do love-making, just fūcking so I could care less if the females enjoyed themselves or not. No kissing. And lastly, I will not go down on a female. These rules wouldn’t apply to my future wife, but of course, I don’t plan on having one. Especially not afte

"Yeah! And I'm damn serious right now." Oh, God! He very well knows that how to control a woman. That's why he is a Dom, Stupid! "Now you didn't tell me the rule and broke that rule also. Now I'll spank your pussy five times for not telling me the rule from your mouth and give you five extra spanks for breaking that rule. So, I'll spank you ten times." He told me and I pouted at him "But I love to do that." I said sadly.

she whispers. “Let me see, baby. I want to see how wet you are,” I say, my voice starting to take on a pleading tone with how aroused I am. I have to get myself under control. My mate likes it when I’m in control in the bedroom. I don’t want her to flounder while we’re having fun. That’s part of the job of the dom in the relationship. To make sure that their sub feels safe while in a scene. She pulls her hand out of her shorts and shows them to me. They glisten with her juices all the way down to her palm, with part of her palm being wet as well.