Novel & Cerita Female Domination Story

When women are oppressed, it's tradition. ― Letty Cottin Pogrebi “Men are afraid that women will laugh at them. Women are afraid that men will kill them.” ― Margaret Atwood “Life affords you infinite possibilities to pay more attention to what is actually happening. Not just around you but what is Inside you.” ―Jeff Warren

My heart is pounding with each step and when I open my bedroom door, the bedroom we planed to be our love nest when we got married, Fred was on fours on the bed, fucking a big breasted blondie, while a huge black woman, all dressed in leather, had a dildo up his anus. Stop this derailed train that I want to get down! Fred tries to cover himself in bed and the dominatrix complains with him, kicking his ass with her hight heel shoe. “What the fuck, man? You paid a lot for both, you didn’t say anything about fucking this girl, you either pay more or I’m out.” Fred sits on the bed and raises his hands to his head, as if he didn’t believe he was caught red handed, trying to explain the inexplicab

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.

“Serves you right, you bastard. But on a serious note, stay away from Aya. She’s too young.” “I know, I will.” Zyane said in a hoarse whisper before turning to me with a smile."Well, at least I was right about your mate. She is a hell lot stronger than you." "Yeah, I kinda guessed that when I was chained to the wall in the cell opposite to yours," I said, grumpy to have been reminded. I mean, come on! You grow up in a patriarchal society, being reminded every step of the way that you are stronger than women, have more rights than them, and then you suddenly come face to face with someone who defies every rules, breaks all boundaries and makes you fall flat on your face. It takes time to adju

"I keep wondering what will change him. I'm almost sick of it. Eight months already? It seems like two months to me." "Woman." She tapped my shoulder, wearing a cunning smile. "Just end it, ok? I'm also sick of seeing you in this bondage. That dude doesn't deserve you. Can't you see that?" "No. I won't give up," I protested, scowling at her. She rolled her eyes. "But seriously, you're so blind. Not only is he making you feel lonely. He's also stressing you intentionally. He's literally treating you like a maid."

"I used to think you were a very strong female Dyelin, stronger than any I've seen yet you've allowed a bimbo like Theodrin here, to wrap you around her fingers and even have you call her mistress." Dyelin's face burned with shame and it brought a smile to my face. "Did your precious mistress tell you that she has a mistress herself?" "She does?" Dyelin asked, surprised before she could catch herself. "Yeah, after claiming to be a female dominant, Alpha Xavier set her up with a female she had bragged was a weak and submissive female and before long, she was begging to cum like a bitch in heat." Thalia did increase her voice pitch as she spoke. "Really?" I asked with a chuckle, standing to my

"It's degrading to pay a woman off. If it were me, I wouldn't take a cent, even if I had nothing. Dignity and love come before everything. A woman's first time should only be given to her future husband." As she said that, she blushed at her own words. I let out a cold laugh. This was exactly what happened in my previous life. Last time, I let Lena goad me. I couldn't bear the shame, so I refused Gideon's offer. Later, when bills piled up, she egged me on to ask him for money. In the end, things spiraled, and I was thrown out of Kingsborough. I had nothing left and hit rock bottom. Lena could put on an act all she wanted in this life. She just wasn't going to polish her halo with my money ag

She’d heard what they said when this club opened. Running fingers through her hair, she watched a woman who was bent over a spanking bench get her ass tanned. Her tender white flesh blushed a nice rouge as the man, her Dom, went at her for some misdemeanor. The scene lefi Maya’s cunt creaming. Her skin was dark, and it took a lot for her ass to show any hint of red. She knew, as she’d been told before. Finding a man to become her Master or Dom had put her in some bad situations. The men within her pack didn’t believe in taking a hand or cane to a woman, let alone punishing her. She wished she could say as much for one woman in the pack.

She picked up on it too, catching the reverse, and slowly immersing herself into the sense of domination. "Fuck me... now I feel like I am YOUR woman. I like to be your woman-to-fuck like this. I remember a National Geographic show of lions mating... his balls were banging against her like this as he put it too her. I feel so much like that proud lioness, catlike and svelte while I'm fucked by my male master and it is fucking GOOD."