Female Domination Sex Stories นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Gallagher to see if he’d be interested in being interviewed by Ashley and he’d sent her an e-mail agreeing to the interview and setting the time. “Domination?” The word, even coming casually from his lips, sent her insides quivering. He was a Dominant. Dom, for short. He commanded women to do as he bid. They became his sex slaves, doing whatever he wanted them to do. Her breath caught and she felt her insides melting. What would it be like to be controlled by him? For him to tell her to strip off her clothes, then get down on her knees in front of him and ...

“You watched my videos, didn’t you? Sat there fingering that greedy little cunt while you watched me get fucked like a depraved slut. And then you thought you could humiliate me?” My face burns with shame, but my nipples are painfully hard and my panties are absolutely soaked. The memory of her on all fours, begging for cock, flashes through my mind and makes my clit pulse. This is my professor. This is so fucking wrong. But I can’t deny how badly my body is responding to her dominance. “On your knees. Now.” Her voice leaves no room for argument. It’s pure Domme — strict, controlled, dripping with authority.

“Better than those dirty stories you write in your diary?” I winked at her and saw the coldness in her countenance. “I only write, I have never really experienced them.” “What do you write about then? Your fantasies?” “Even better…I write about how I fanstasize other people having sex.” I was dumbfounded. “Oh my goodness, that is the horniest thing I have ever heard.”

Another came deep in my pussy, adding a fresh hot load that mixed with everything else. The energy in the dome shifted then. More men closed in, and someone lifted me off the bench and laid me on my back on a bigger mat in the very center. Three guys climbed on me at once. One straddled my chest and slid his cock between my tits, squeezing them around his shaft and fucking them slow. Another pushed my legs wide and sank into my pussy again, with long deep strokes that hit the spot inside me perfectly. The third knelt by my head and fed me his cock, making me gag as he went balls-deep.

"Why did you do it?" "I lost the bet with Domina which made me her slave for a day. She told me I wouldn't have to do anything with a cock during my slavery unless I begged for one. I begged for a cock when she wouldn't let me cum until I did. Then Domina made me think I would have to let Master fuck me in all my holes, though in the end, I only had to suck his cock. But when I decided I wanted to remain a slave and wanted to submit to a woman who already a slave to a Master, I would have to be available to him. Now, with but a few exceptions which I agree to, only my mouth is available to men except Master. He mostly uses his other slaves for sex, but I am available to him at all times just

I ordered pizza for us and as they gamed, I fired up the laptop in my bedroom, curious to read the stories he'd been stroking to yesterday. As I read story after story, I was shocked both at the content of the stories and by what these stories were doing to me. My pussy was on fire, and my left hand slowly pleasured myself as I read each incestuous story. Some of the stories had dominant sons seducing their mothers, while others had powerful daughters dominating their mothers, while still others were more intimate and egalitarian in the sexual relationships between sons and mothers. I'd never even remotely considered my children in a sexual way, but yesterday's events of my son's masturbatio

☆ Graphic violence mixed with sexuality: Rough sex, violent thrusting, slapping, hair-pulling, biting, marking, bruising, light to moderate injury during sex, CNC with resistance and struggle, primal play, predator/prey dynamics, and consensual violence within erotic contexts. ☆ Power dynamics and extreme dominance/submission: Total power exchange, 24/7 lifestyle D/s, master/slave relationships, pet/slave training, sexual servitude, free-use households, harem dynamics, and complete sexual ownership. ☆ Explicit bodily fluids and functions: Large volumes of cum, multiple creampies, cum inflation, dripping, leaking, spitting, snowballing, rimming, golden showers (watersports), scat play (in som

I skimmed through her stories and found her preferred fetishes extended here as well, but I also found several newly favorited stories involving mother/son incest. Seeing all of this, I started wondering how far I could push this. Making a basic plan, I read through her favorite stories over the course of a week and even made notes. Mom seemed to prefer the man to take the lead and make the decisions in sex or at least in her sexual fantasies. I wondered if she would be as susceptible to a dominant male personality in real life. I would have to play this very subtly. She also seemed to really enjoy the scenes where they make actively seduced the female or got her so worked up that "she had n

Loving it. The invasion was swift and brutal, stretching her already sore ring of muscle. A sharp cry was muffled by the cock fucking her throat. Full. So full. She was packed, a triple penetration that stole the breath from her lungs and any coherent thought from her mind. Her body bowed off the bed, a silent scream of overwhelming ecstasy. “Look at that,” someone whistled. “All three holes stuffed. A perfect fucking gangbang slut.”

"FUCK ME IN THE STORM! SHIFT MY WOMB, DOMINIC!" The wind picked up, blowing more rain onto us. Our bodies were slick with sweat and rainwater, making the sound of the sex even wetter. Squelch. Slap. Squelch. Dominic was a beast. He grabbed my hair and pulled my head back, forcing me to look at the dark sky while he hammered into me. "Tell me who owns this pussy!" he roared, his muscles bulging in the moonlight. "Tell me who owns you while the world sleeps!"