Female Dominating Male Novels & Stories

Some people have contracts where they are in a Dom/sub relationship whereas others like me stay single and have one night stands. It's a little more difficult for me to find doms because I'm female to male transgender. I've had top surgery but not bottom so I still have a front hole. The testosterone I take has made my former clit grow to be an inch long so the doms I get with just refer to it as my dick. Majority are very accepting, although there are some assholes but Marcus deals with them. He's the Master Dom of the club, he's in charge and looks out for everyone.

If you prefer fast-paced books, then this is the not the book for you. - In my novels, males are DOMINANT over females because their universe is structured in a certain way. Their world is extremely different from ours in terms of values and ethics. So don't compare them and accuse me of portraying abusive scenarios because I do my best to show animal behaviour and they will be rough and tough.

“Now, what I'm about to tell you is a theory I've put together over a long time. Not a known fact. But you wanted to understand why Red Dragon wants Mira and me to play dominant roles over him during sex.” I nodded. “In as much as losing his power and influence is not a thrill, Red Dragon began to chase his own happiness. Psychologically, female-dominant sex is a form of strength and submission.” I nodded. “Okay. But why would a man like Red Dragon even want that?” I asked curiously. “Because it reminds him of what a challenge feels like. And it's not reality, so his power and authority stay out of the bedroom. Think of it as Red Dragon facing a worthy challenger and losing without actually

"I wondered. The storage room where I was hiding, some of the equipment..." "We won't lie to you about who we are," Alex said. "We're Dominants, Bella. It's part of our nature, part of what we enjoy. But dominant doesn't mean abusive. It doesn't mean forcing someone to do anything they don't want. Real dominance is built on consent, communication, and trust." "Marcus said he was dominant," Bella said quietly. "Said I needed to submit, to obey. That it was natural for women to serve men who were stronger."

"It is okay, my friend, but I am not the one you should be apologizing to." "I know and I will when she finally comes back around... So what's the difference with Yasmine that has you going against our king?" I gasp a little and cover my mouth, stepping back slightly as he turns and looks back into the room. He then says, "I have watched other males with their mates, others that have the normal female mates... The yes sir's, the whatever you say, sirs. All the other females I have been with have all been the same, only wanting to do whatever I tell them to, but Yasmine, she is different. I like how she fights against me, how she is making me work for her love. How she has her own opinion, an

“You sound like you mean it.” “I do.” His breath came rougher now, his voice dropping lower. “That picture is mine. You’re mine. If you want opinions, you come to me. No one else.” Heat rushed through me, my wolf stirring faintly in response to his Alpha tone. The line went quiet for a second, and then his words slid out, slow and deliberate, almost sinful. “My offer still stands,” Dominic said. “If you want to know what it means to be a real woman, I’ll teach you. I’ll show you again and again until you never doubt it.”

Goddess, help me. Is this a genetic thing, or just osmosis? I was so fucking turned on when he took control like that. I LIKED it when he spanked me. I liked it even more when I could watch us from multiple angles. I’ve become a sexual deviant. How the hell did this happen? I’ve mocked Crista, Tie, and even Darren for YEARS about how they get off being dominated by their D’Amore mate.

Am I right? PrinceCharming: Unfortunately, yes you are right. Which is why I like to be in control when it comes to sex. I've been a Dom since I can remember. As the oldest male out of my siblings, I was trained to become the Alpha male by my father. But I don't know if that's what I want anymore. I remember hating it at first but one day I found a submissive girlfriend who brought out this Dom side of me and I haven't looked back. You don't seem submissive but for the first time I don't care if you are or not. I just like talking to you.

I had long dreamed of being used harshly by a dominant woman, while Karen had fantasied for years about having a man under her control. Being real was the key, as neither of us had any interest in the theatrical kind of BDSM role play that you see so often in femdom erotica. In my fantasies, the woman in control would want to hurt me because it excited her sexually, but she didn't need to scold, insult or ridicule me while doing it; as odd as it might sound, she was nice to me about it... even apologetic.

When she moved her legs, which were spayed across Mike's, she found a hard-bodied male holding them apart, "Adam put the plug back in while you were sleeping. We want you to be fully prepared so we don't hurt you." He kissed her forehead. "It is a Dom's responsibility to take care of his sub. It's about a lot more than commands and who gives orders, sugar. It's about trust and caring and respect. Otherwise it's just sex with no meaning, no matter how you play it, and that's not what I want for you, For us." "So you want-"