Novel & Cerita Femdom Island

Jason immediately told me to “cancel all his meetings and appointments for the day. That he wants to go home and be with his wife" My heart breaks each time he mentions the word “ wife” my blood boils. Jason walked past me with a smile on his face. I long for the day he would look at me and smile seductively but i guess its never happening. He drove his blue Lamborghini, the latest model, it was a sight to behold. I packed up my things also and headed home, to sulk on my favourite white wine and my purple dildo. As I got to the door of my apartment I hear my phone ring and it's Jason, I picked up and Jason's husky voice kills my body. It made me shiver and goes down my panties making me wet

Julian was a Soft Dom, and Henri could be referred to as a Pleasure Dom. They were two sides of the same coin, and I still couldn’t choose between them. Instead, I found myself dangerously caught in the middle, where the lines between control, identity, and surrender blurred beyond recognition. One reckless decision led to another, and now I was no longer just the brat with forbidden desires. I was a wife, and a soon-to-be mother, discovering powers that both thrilled and terrified me. I doubt my father ever imagined I’d fall for Alphas instead of the rogue he had handpicked for me.

He thought his night would be peaceful, but he was wrong. He expected comfort, yet it ended up ruined because of that woman. She was too dramatic, always crying, always complaining. With a smirk on his lips, Kieran walked back to the house he stayed in. He was on Fucker Island in Balarnyas, a place he owned. The island was not very large, but he had several houses there. He only visited when he wanted to use a woman for his pleasure.

"Dominic... what is this?" “The title to a private tropical island paradise in the South Pacific,” Dominic said possessively, lips brushing the sensitive skin over his mating mark. I bought it yesterday. No packs. No corporate board rooms. No old men. A haven just for us, so I can have you all to myself, carefree, and away from the rest of the world." Clara smiled, a beautiful, breathtaking smile that lit up her cat-like face. She twisted in his arms, her hands flying up to clasp his lapels, her amber eyes suddenly blazing with exquisite depth.

“Spread your legs wide for me.” She hesitates for a split second. “That is definitely your Dom voice.” “And you are going to be hearing a lot of it over the next three days. This is likely one of the few deeply personal, private acts we are going to share while we are stuck on this island. I want this, Lila.” Within seconds, she opens herself up to me, parting her pale thighs and slowly exposing the silky red hair that protects her most intimate secrets. Just looking at her makes me want her with a desperation bordering on pure obsession.

Quick, filthy fucks in hidden corners of the house became common, me bending her over in the library, hand over her mouth as I took her ass while footsteps echoed nearby. Seraphina, Celeste, Isabella, and the growing circle joined for larger rituals in the basement. Elena remained the queen, used extensively, fisted, double-penetrated, covered in cum, her milk shared. She loved every second, always crawling back to me for the final, possessive claim. One night, after quelling another internal rebellion, we escaped to the island alone. Days of non-stop sex. Beach anal at sunrise. Jungle fisting sessions. Villa marathons where I destroyed her holes with every tool available. Her pregnant body

"Imagine showing a prospective client the wonderful Slave Jeannette. A woman who can discuss current events, once we tell her to watch the news of course, logically and intelligently. A woman, who can discuss art, again once trained, music, and oh by the way, can suck you cock like a lollypop. A slave, who craves your every attention, be it sexual, or a whipping. Wouldn't that client be more inclined to participate if he had such an example before him?" Dominique looked right into Devon's eyes as she asked the next question. "How long have you loved her Devon?" "I don't know that I do. She's a fascinating subject of study, certainly. She's a valuable training tool; you've read the reports of

It had been one week since dad told me about the arrangement and it made me feel nothing but annoyance and anger. "Ooh! Baby. Yes, please, harder. Fuck, Pierre, you're so big." The woman kept on moaning while I was on top of her but all I could think of was my dad commanding me to marry someone, a stranger perhaps. What a life! "Oh! Pierre! Yeah, like that ooh!" The woman hugged me tighter. I clenched my fist pushing my manhood harder inside her. I threw all my anger on every thrust as the annoyance linger on my body like a fucking blood cell.

"what did you think Rita that I would get married to you and foolishly will all my properties to you? do you think I am a fool to do such?. you have been caught in your own game Rita, you and that crook you call a husband. what did you both think that you can come Into my life and seduce me and then steal my property? you think I won't find out right? well, for your information you've been caught. Joell said to her. "what are you saying Joel? I don't understand what you mean?. she asked trying to keep her cool but it was obvious that she was shivering and scared. "Do you think that I, Natalia would stoop so low as to be your friend? heck, I can't believe you fell for my little acting. you're

He pushed his chair back and stood to his full height. "Pack light." He winked at her and left the table before whistling an unfamiliar tune. Isabella grabbed her fork tight, ready to murder someone. She didn't know which part infuriated her more. The fact that she was being forced to go on a supposed honeymoon with her kidnapper or the fact that Dominic seemed to be in a good mood about the whole business.