Fem Dom Story Novels & Stories

She kneels with an enticing blend of vulnerability and strength, each curve of her body poised to invite. With an alluring gaze that radiates both confidence and anticipation, she waits for my commands, embodying the thrill of the moment. If only she realized that tonight, I seek merely to blow off steam and escape the haunting memories of Shelly, even if just for a fleeting night. This is precisely why I cannot bring Shelly into this world of shadows with me. I am a Dom—a dominant partner in the intricate dance of BDSM, where power exchange is not just a game, but a carefully crafted experience. The Dom takes charge, guiding the actions within this realm, always ensuring safety and consent.

I can’t even recognize the female voice screaming, “Fuckkk! You are so good! Stop! Aarrrgghhh!” But his tongue and lips were relentless as he sucked and licked my cunt, his fingers scissoring in and out of my wetness. He hummed against my clit and I came with a shout. Stars blotting my vision. “Oh, Dom…Oh…” I moaned as he kept sucking and working his fingers in and out of me. I couldn’t get away no matter how hard I tried so I lost count of my orgasms till I blacked out. I don’t know if it was hours or minutes or seconds later, but my eyes cracked open and I looked around the room, Dom was nowhere to be found but his clothes and mine still strewn about the room made me know he was still arou

Dom suddenly said and moved even faster and I can't help but moan with great pleasure. "I'm gonna cum too, Dom. Cum inside Nick's hole and I will cum inside your fucking tight asshole." I said to Dom in between panting until I couldn't hold myself anymore and I cum inside Dom's asshole without warning him. "Fuck! Don't pull your dick, sir. I don't want your semen to stain my pants." Dom said bit it was too late because I already pulled my dick out of his asshole. Fortunately, his hole is still tight preventing my semen from coming out of his asshole.

he asked, his finger circling slowly, torturously around my aching clit. "No… I mean... not really, but… ahhh fuck… ah… someone... someone may come," I gasped out, my breathing turning shallow and fast. My heart was slamming against my ribs like a trapped bird now, beating out of rhythm. "Do I look like I care about anyone else right now?" Dom growled softly. His eyes had turned amber and almost blurry with raw lust. His fingers continued their slow, intense work, circling my wet clit with a steady, torturous rhythm that made my entire lower body ache for more.

When she was a surgeon she developed real happiness out of helping people, and if she became a submissive she would also experience a form of happiness from serving her future master. Anita with her mind wandering and her body heating up took the plunge and made an account on DomFound, what greeted her eyes were thousands of Doms who were currently online which made her feel a sense of pressure but also the excitement of the unknown. Anita clicked on the link on the top left of her screen, typed up her zipcode, and searched for a Dom that was in her area, she found 50 matches, and only 20 provided their pictures. Anita felt that those who didn't upload a picture even in their private folders

Yet I don't feel like I'll doze off any second now—far from it. Chamomile tea. A warm shower. Great sex... None of them worked. I'm not sure why. Am I not supposed to be intimate with anyone this often? It wasn't a quickie. Not at all. Dom wasn't being lazy. I'm actually impressed that he's still got the stamina despite being anxious. Stressed out. Sleep-deprived. I didn't ask for it. Not flat out, at least. But of course he got the hint after the second kiss I gave him. Or third?

She blinked a lot, but the tears eventually left her eyes. "This is it," she replied in a low voice, her face suddenly pale and tired. "This is the reason I can't be with you. You're dominant. You want things to be done the way you want it. You want everyone to follow every of your damn instructions!" I shook my head, already regretting that I didn't control my anger. "That's not true. I don't want—"

“ Oh my god, Dominic.” She tightened her legs around me as she orgasmed after I thrusted in her for the last time, which caused me to orgasm as well. Body shaking with pleasure, I rested on her and she didn’t push me off. She held me close to her, caressing the back of my head as my body calmed down. “Dominic, are you okay?”

“Was she pregnant, Dom?” Dom stood up slowly, looking from the blue box in his hand to the man standing up in front of him. “I don’t...” He swallowed and tried to stop the pulse crashing through his veins. “We—she could...” He looked back at the box in his gloved hand. “She didn’t tell me,” he finally whispered. Brody grasped his shoulder firmly. “Maybe she wanted to be sure first.”

Dominic didn't understand everything Madox was doing, but he trusted him. They both went downstairs and entered a table where a petite woman was sitting who had a protective collar around his neck. She was an omega, and her head was down on the recent paperwork. -Hello beautiful- Madox leaned back against the table in a sultry voice letting his pheromones surround his. -Madox- he raised his head with a silly and flirtatious smile -what is this beautiful stallion doing here - he noticed Dominic -And well accompanied- -Precious, he already has an engagement so don't even think about it- he clucked his tongue disappointedly -I need a big favor, do you think you can do it? -