Fem Dom Rules Novels & Stories

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.

I drop my phone, my lips instantly tightening as I look up at the sound of Ecclesiastes's voice. "Sorry, it’s just..." "Your Dom." My throat tightens and my body freeze at the tense way he says the word 'Dom'. Before I can breathe, my phone pings. Then again, and again. "You can take it," he permits and that sounds wrong. I don't need his permission to check my own device, but I ignore the slight irritation and look down at the screen. >Banks: I remember being the one who gives the rules in this relationship, Anor.

"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."

If I needed to stop, I was to use my safe word. Hard Rules (Breaking these would result in punishment) No running: Disappearing or trying to leave without permission was absolutely forbidden. No touching myself without permission: My pleasure was theirs to control. No speaking to another Dom about submission: They were the only ones who could claim me. No challenging their authority in private: If I disobeyed, I would be punished. Punishments (For breaking rules or defying them) Spanking Orgasm denial Bondage Forced submission (being tied up and used at their discretion)

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.

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.

She just turned to her desk and began to pack up her stuff. To Joel, it is a crime for anyone to exchange contacts with him for more than a minute. Most especially, the female species. It is prohibited for them to stare at him, not to talk of drool over him. Except when the lady stands at a hidden corner where she wouldn't be seen. That's how much authority and influence Joel possess. The only one permitted to look him in the eyes is his beloved wife. Yes!! His wife, Olivia.. Although, she's in a coma but only she has the right to look at him or drool over him for as long as she wants.

The thought of it caused a snort to escape my lips. Sigh…. I flipped through the pages again, reading through it all over again. I stumbled upon the ‘rules’, in a big bold font as if he was afraid I would miss them. I let out yet another snort before going all over them. Again! RULES (It said… Lol) EXERCISE The Submissive shall obey and follow the exercise routine planned and provided by the Dominant, and attend gym sessions as instructed to keep the body fit at all times. (Like I was going to wrestle gods or something. From last night’s experience, it couldn’t be so bad that I’d need to have a personal trainer and whatever crap he had planned. I mean, I was capably fine with keeping my body

“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.”

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.