Female Domination Story Novels & Stories

She stared at the last sentence. Then deleted it. Rewrote it in red: Not going to happen. That night, she didn’t log on to stream. Instead, she posted an anonymous story to the same domme subreddit where Domica had once been worshipped. This time, it wasn’t about seduction or games. It was a calculated message. “I see you. The flower you left wasn’t love—it was bait. The next time you step into my home, you better come prepared. Because Domica bites back.”

“Tell me, baby—did that greedy little ass get any dick from those campus boys while you were gone? Did you let any of those worthless pricks fuck what belongs to Daddy?” “No, Daddy!” Joana cried out, her voice trembling as another deep thrust made her see stars. “My ass is for you alone! I didn’t let anyone touch it. I saved it for you. I touched myself every night thinking about your cock wrecking me, but I never gave it to them. I love Daddy too much. I don’t want to share this ass with another man. You’re exactly what I need. I knew it the moment we first fucked four years ago. No one else makes me feel like this—full, filthy, owned.”

I said defiantly, but I was unconsciously considering her statement and suggestions. "Yes, it doesn't matter, but I am actually doing you a favor" she said and I got confused, unsure what she was now talking about. "A favor? How?" I asked and she smiled at my confused expression. "I'm giving you the opportunity to live one full life and not two half lives, accepting your true nature is nothing to be ashamed of, it's the way the world is, some of us are dominant, others are submissive. It totally has nothing to do with your gender, there are dominant females and submissive males." she explained still smiling and patiently looking and engaging me as an adult would a child. I guess trying to ma

Trying to make me squirm over a mate that had never been, and would never be, hers. It had worked on me too many times before. But it wouldn’t work on me now. Not when I still felt Dominic’s pulse thudding in tandem with my own, not when I felt his love and devotion and a million other emotions flowing through our new bond. “I want to tell you a story,” I said, taking a step forward. Vivian’s eyes slid to me. “There was a woman who married an Alpha,” I said. “The marriage was arranged, and it was cold, and for years she drifted around a house that never once felt like hers. And then one day, she took a blade in her back.”

I kept my eyes tightly shut, but I forced a bitter, mocking edge into my strained voice. “Even after you broke your women?” I whispered into the dark. “They still get wet for you? After you dismantle their minds, they still beg for the beast in your bed?” “Always,” Dominic growled, the single word a flat, unyielding absolute. A cold, dismissive thought flashed through my mind. *He’s lying.* There was no way a woman who had been systematically broken and emotionally shattered could still like a tyrant enough to become wet for him. It defied everything I knew about survival. But then again, a bitter ache tightened in my chest. *What do I know?* I was just a discarded maid who had spent her lif

“Without telling your SON??!” “Like honestly, even if I don't matter to you. What about our son Noah?’ The boy looked around at the chaos with confusion. “He has your eyes Dominic,”she said. “He has your eyes and your last name. You were literally going to fucking stand up there and ,arry some girl you have never met before???” Security reached her. She didn't go quietly or calmly. It took two guards to get the gun and a third to escort her towards the side door while she kept her eyes on Dominic the entire way.

“Your body reacts to me the same way mine reacts to you. Even if my cock is still soft, it wants to listen to you.” She walked right up to him. Her finger poked his chest. “Listen to me very carefully. I am a married woman. A professional. I fix problems, I don’t create them. You will request a transfer today or I will tell Graves you are non-compliant.” Dante looked down at her finger on his chest. He didn’t flinch. “You can tell him whatever you want. But we both know the truth. You felt something when you held me. Your breath caught. Your hands wanted to squeeze tighter.”

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

NewGRL549: Then why? DomMPF: Because although I’m considered vanilla in this realm, I’m still not mainstream enough for regular women. Most women don’t like to be cuffed or tied up and some get offended if it is even suggested, which is fine, but makes it hard to find a partner outside of the lifestyle. Some people look at the D/s relationship as something abusive, and the Dom is trying to take away all the choices of the sub. But in a good D/s relationship, one that is fulfilling for both partners, it’s nothing like that.

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