Female Submissive Sex Stories Novels & Stories

1. LISA I’m Nineteen years old, and my parents still believe I’m their innocent church girl who wouldn’t dare break a single rule. They have no idea how wrong they are. I’ve spent my entire life trapped in that house, watched like a prisoner. The moment their car leaves the driveway, I slip out, find girls who want the same thing I do, and let them devour my pussy in the back seat of cars or rundown motel rooms where no one asks questions. I’ve perfected the art of playing the perfect daughter while my body stays constantly hungry, cunt wet and aching for release.

The ropes bit into her skin in pretty patterns, and the sight made my nipples tighten against my dress. My breathing was getting shallow. I could feel myself getting wet, the slickness between my thighs impossible to ignore as we moved from scene to scene. Alexander pointed out different kinks: a St. Andrew’s cross with a man being caned until his ass glowed red, a couple engaged in sensual wax play where hot drips made the woman gasp and writhe, a quiet corner where a Domme had her submissive licking her boots while she casually chatted with friends. Every explanation he gave was calm, but his voice grew rougher with each one. I noticed the way his hand froze at my back, his fingers occasio

As she was telling them how amazing it felt, how relaxed I had made her, and how incredible it felt to be so relaxed that she actually felt vulnerable, she began to subtly grind her ass into my now hard cock. The couple then described the sexiest thing about the other's personality before looking to us to answer. Mom then stated that the sexiest thing to her about me is that she found herself willing to do things with me that she never imagined doing. I agreed with mom, but then added that her submissive nature was a huge turn-on for me. This made the woman perk up and look to mom for details, but mom just shook her head making the other woman pout. Mom and I both laughed at her as we contin

He soon cummed. Meanwhile what started as normal sex soon took a wild turn in the hotel 's bedroom. Nikhil couldn't control himself. He became wild and started slapping Sunna hard on her butt that even left marks of his hands on her ass. He pulled her hair tightly while sex and kept on pounding her so hard that she fainted from exhaustion. He also had marks on her fingers all over his back and shoulders . He finished inside her despite knowing the fact he wasn't wearing a condom and she could get pregnant but the thought of sowing his seed inside such a beautiful woman was extremely exciting for him.

She hadn’t been acting when she had said that it was disgusting and that she wasn’t going to do it, in fact, she had been adamant that she wasn’t about to put her face anywhere near the sticky mess. Then when Damon took over and pushed her face down, she became the submissive slut that she was. Licking the slimy mess was turning out to be a real turn on for Julia, and suddenly the idea of another orgasm sounded wonderful. “Oh my God that feels incredible,” Bree hissed as Julia enthusiastically licked her ass crack. “No one’s ever done that to me before.” She pursed her lips and began humping her hips up and down as her friend’s tongue moved closer to her puckered asshole.

She sucked me deep, her throat working as she took as much as she could, the wet, sliding sounds filling the quiet office. The way her lips gripped me, the friction of her tongue—it was a sensory overload that made the very air in the room feel like it was vibrating. I watched her, the way her cheeks hollowed, the way she seemed to worship every inch of me with a hunger that matched my own. She was a natural, a complete slut for the sensation, and it was driving me over the edge. Every time she looked up, her gaze was a challenge, a silent demand for me to stop being the authority figure and start being the animal she craved.

He ate her out like a starving man, his tongue lapping furiously at her swollen clit, delving into her folds as she ground down on him, her hips rolling in slow, sensual circles. Juice smeared across his chin, and she threw her head back, gasping, but she wasn't idle. Her mouth was wrapped around another man's cock, sucking him off with sloppy enthusiasm, and she bobbed her head, taking him deep until her nose pressed against his trimmed pubes, hollowing her cheeks as she hummed around his length. That man, lean and toned, had his fingers buried in a third woman's asshole, twisting and pumping as she rode a thick strap-on dildo wielded by the fourth participant—an athletic woman with short h

The rules of the contract became my new reality. Rule number four: The Submissive will not touch herself sexually without permission from the Dominant. It was a rule I found increasingly difficult to obey. My body was in a constant state of heightened awareness, a low thrum of arousal just beneath the surface. I’d be in the middle of painting, and the memory of his hands on me would hit me, a wave of heat so strong I’d have to stop and catch my breath.

"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

Back at the pub she worked at before she resigned to move to Sin city for this acting role, the girls there used to mention their biggest, darkest fantasy. Kate remembered the girls listing their fantasies which included, Sex fight, bondage. Dominant and submissive, Sex with strangers and married couples, and most of all, orgasm control. The girls had admitted to have displayed sex fight between themselves before at their place. Yes, Kate now remembered everything they used to tell her. She hadn’t taken it serious but it’s obvious now that everything registered in her subconscious mind which is spilling out now in bits and scattered pieces.