Novel & Cerita Female Dom Male Sub

He ordered. Biting my lower lip, I obeyed what he said. Few slaps on my butt landed before Adam roughly entered me again. “Is it good?” He whispered while thrusting in and out. Slowly, I nodded and spoke. “Y-Yes. Y-Yes, daddy!” Another spank landed on my butt. “Ahh, f-ck. My sub.” I thought in just one orgasm, both of us will stop. But the contrary happened. My body felt tired as my p-ssy is already swollen. Even me is still gasping for air to breathe in and out.

Josh spoke in a hushed tone, "Dude, your mate is scary as fuck." "I second that emotion." The response had come from Jax, who was walking towards us with a nodding Fin. They took up the seat next to Josh, Jax sitting on Fin's lap. Fin wrapped his hand around Jax's waist as he spoke, "First, he beats Nico, then he causes his Beta to submit. Now he's curled up in your lap. He's definitely not your normal sub. In fact, if I didn't see the way he acted around you, I don't think I'd consider him a sub at all. I'd rather not get on his bad side."

Third Person's POV "Well you see, that liquid comes from male submissives. With shifters, you have dominant males and you have submissive males. A dominant male can't get pregnant nor produce slick. Submissive males can get pregnant and produce slick. Just as a female would produce moisture down there when aroused, submissive males do as well. Although in men we call it slick..... That wetness you felt back there..... That was slick, and that means you're a submissive male." Blake said then Azrael began to laugh. He leaned back laughing then looked at Blake again to see he wasn't laughing. This caused Azrael to stop laughing.

Lucas went to Domus Malum and searched for his clients’ application. He knew his Father will come at the weak ones, just like what he did to Mrs. Hathaway, but he was also torn thinking that his Father might come at those evil-spirited and use them against him or to other people.

D/S: Dominance (the partner in control during activities) and Submission (the partner who willingly surrenders control and follows the dominant partner's lead). S/M: Sadomasochism (the use of pain or humiliation for pleasure, including giving or receiving such experiences). Bondage and Discipline was where I would be the submissive since it aligned with my interests. Sadomasochism was where Adam would be the submissive, which he sounded very eager for.

Me: "I crave being told what to do, Dom, in bed, and sometimes even outside of it. I want ropes tying me tight, my wrists and ankles bound so I can’t move. Your hand spanking my ass until it’s red and sore, making me count each smack. I want your fingers in my hole, stretching me, prepping me for your cock. I want to suck you deep, gag on it while you call me your good slut. I need humiliation too, words that make me feel small and completely owned. And after… I need you holding me, making sure I’m okay." Sending that felt exposing, like I’d stripped completely naked in front of him already. My cock ached, untouched, throbbing for him. My mind ran wild, picturing him cuffing me to a wooden c

The man was huge, and just as mean looking as Alan, and she didn’t know how she could think it, when there was so much joy on his face as he swung Crispen into his arms, but he frightened her in a way that Alan did not. The brothers were very similar in build and stature. Both had dark hair that fell below their shoulders, and both wore braids. As she looked around, though, it became apparent that all his men wore their hair the same way. Long, wild, and savage looking. “I’m so glad to see you, lad,” his father choked out. Crispen clung to the laird with his small arms, reminding Mary of a burr stubbornly clinging to her skirts. Over Crispen’s head, his gaze met Mary’s, and his eyes immediat

"Now, since you've mentioned subs and Doms, allow me to explain the depth of it. It's not just games or fleeting encounters, it's a profound dynamic built on trust, consent, and mutual respect." He spoke calmly, his words measured, like delivering a lecture but with a personal touch. "A submissive offers their surrender, their vulnerability, to a Dominant. In return, the Dom provides structure, guidance, and care. It's about balance: the sub finds freedom in letting go, while the Dom finds fulfillment in responsibility. But it's not one-sided. Safewords ensure safety; aftercare heals any emotional or physical intensity. Do you understand that much?" Kyra nodded slowly, some of it resonating

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.

Don grabbed the lube and lead me over to the bed. I got on the bed and bent over but Don wanted me on my back and I obeyed. He spread my legs and I pulled my knees up towards my chest offering myself to him. He pulled the g-string aside, exposing my asshole. He lubed his dick and placed it against my ass in preparation to penetrate me. I was able to see the concentration on his face as he carefully lined up his cock and began to push forward. His fat member stretched my asshole. I could see the look of pleasure on his face as the head entered. My tight ass gripping him as he pushed forward. His attention then turned to my face as he watched my expression as he pushed further into me. I wince