Female Domination Stories Novels & Stories

Lena grabbed my throat with one hand and my tit with the other, pinching my nipple hard as she pounded me. “This pussy belongs to me now,” she snarled, thrusting even harder. “Every time you see me at family dinners, you’re going to remember how I ruined this tight little cunt.” I was losing my mind. The dirty talk, the bondage, the forbidden thrill of fucking Maya’s sister — it was all too much. Lena suddenly pulled out, leaving me empty and whining. She climbed onto the bench, straddling my face. “Eat my pussy first,” she demanded, lowering her soaked cunt onto my mouth.

“ I warned but Aisha didn’t listen. She never did. She leaned in closer, arms sliding around my neck. She pressed her breasts against my chest as she straddled my lap and her lips ghosted my ear. “Come on, Dante. Feel me. I’m right here. Unlike that little mouse who ran away with some lover. The news is everywhere- poor naive wife couldn’t handle the real world, so she found herself a new bed to warm. Pathetic, really. But good riddance. Now it’s just us, like it was always meant to be.” Something inside me snapped. No one fucking talked like that about my wife. Blood filled my eyes and my hand shot up, wrapping around her throat in one brutal motion.

I resented how he tried to control me. But now I was nineteen, and my body had changed. My tits were fuller, my hips wider, and I felt like a real woman. I started testing him on purpose—wearing short skirts around the house, giving him lingering glances, and having little "accidents" where I'd drop something and bend over in barely anything. He resisted for so long, but I could see the hunger in his eyes. Tonight, with Mom gone, I was going to push him until he couldn't hold back anymore.

Like putty in my hands. Growing up as an Amazonian, I was trained to believe all women were dominant over all male species, and I loved showing Brandon just how much I stood by that belief, even though I felt like if he wanted to flip me over and dominate me, he could. He was a warrior, the same as I, but his wolf recognized mine as the strongest, therefore I controlled most situations, which was perfect for me.

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.

“That’s my good girl. Running back to Daddy’s cock the moment you tried to leave. Your pussy knows who it belongs to now.” The dirty talk, combined with the relentless pounding, had me spiraling fast. I came hard within minutes, sobbing his name as my walls clenched around his thick shaft. Marcus didn’t slow down. He flipped me onto my back, hooked my legs over his shoulders, and drove even deeper, the new angle making me see stars. “Look at me,” he ordered. “Tell me why you came crawling back.” “Because I’m addicted,” I gasped, tears streaming down my temples. “Because I need you to own me. To fill me. To put a baby in me even though it terrifies me.”

In the past, my age gap stories have always been about Dominating older male and submissive younger female. With this book, I wanted to do the opposite of that: I wanted to see if I could engage readers in a story that challenges this popular trope. I thought it'd be fun to make the man the submissive. I usually enjoy stories like that. And I know many readers would love to see a silver fox on his knees! This book is for all my female Doms and submissive males! Here, you'll find a sassy, obsessive, jealous male sub and a selfish morally grey female Dom.

“This world is filled with guys who gouge themselves on lesbian porn, yet those same guys would swear up and down that girls loving girls is not a real thing.” “Right,” Bianca said, “because they can’t fathom that there are women out there who have absolutely no interest in men.” “Women who aren’t attracted to men? Where did you get such an outlandish concept from?” Bianca giggled at my sarcasm. “It was probably invented by feminists.” And that led us into a conversation of our favorite feminist authors and concepts. I descended into a rant about how Simone De Beauvoir’s Second Sex is an absolute masterpiece that radically changed my way of viewing the world.

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Chapter 6 Felicity Upon waking up to my father screaming I could feel a sense of foreboding going on. Something felt off and horribly wrong. I listened briefly from the imaginary safety of my blankets in my bed as it sounded as if my father was destroying everything within our home. Tonight, for the first time in my life, I was scared I may become another statistic in domestic violence. Our communities typically did not have such laws as many packs still performed in traditional ways that a woman was to be seen and not heard. They were for baby making and nothing more. I was hoping to change this viewpoint when I took over leadership from my father. I was going to take back power for the wo