Femdom Sex Gif Novels & Stories

“What kind of sex? How many kinds of sex do you think there are?” She looked at the ground and mumbled. “I don’t know.” “Guys like to kiss and feel your boobs. And touch your kitty. A lot. And sex, I guess there is missionary and doggy-style.” “What?” “Missionary, where a man lies on top of you, and doggy-style, where the woman gets on all fours, and the man gets behind her.” “Oh!” “A girl can sit on a guy and bounce up and down. Or whatever weird position you can contort your bodies into.”

The Dom nodded to Ben so he tipped his head in return. There was a heavy set woman dressed completely in black leather who had another slimmer woman wearing minimal leather garments and a leash. Their blue and red rings were evident. Ben caught the cruel smile on the Dom's face as she yanked her sub closer to pinch the woman's nipple. The slim woman squealed and whimpered but the way she bit her lip afterwards gave away her true feelings.

But not only did he not answer, but he easily picked me up and pressed me against the wall like the man last night. The feeling of being dominated by a man poured down from the top of my head again, along my spine to the soles of my feet, and then from the soles of my feet to my heart, prompting me to completely give up resistance. I propped my hands on the window, tiptoed, and obediently raised my hips...

She was shaking harder. "It's our secret." "Of course, he's seen you with a lot of slave girls today. Do you think he cares?" "I don't know." "If you take over as his dominant, he'll never have sex with anyone you don't want him to have sex with. You'll control him. You've seen how well behaved he is, how he gets an erection on command and cums when you want. He could be yours to control," I whispered. I touched the tops of her nipples and Regina orgasmed, shuddering strongly. I left the vibrator on. We still had a several seconds to go, maybe half a minute.

“Little college princess getting split open from both ends by men twice her age while daddy sleeps on the couch. Someone should be filming this.” The orgasm builds from everywhere at once. Dom hitting deep. Vincent pushing past my gag reflex. Marcus’s fingers grinding my clit. Ray’s voice pouring filth into my ear. It swells from the base of my spine and radiates outward, pulling every muscle tight. “She’s about to blow,” Dom says, slamming harder. “I can feel her squeezing me. Come on, baby girl. Cum on my cock. Show all four of us what daddy’s little princess looks like when she falls apart.”

He fucked her just as hard, making her whimper and moan. “You too, Lila. Say it.” “I’m your slave,” Lila cried out. “I belong to you… use me whenever you want.” For the next hour, Dominic took them repeatedly. He fucked them in every position: missionary, doggy, while they 69’d each other, while they kissed. He made them call each other “Master’s whore” and “Master’s cumdump.” Finally, he positioned both girls on their backs again, legs pulled up to their chests, pussies exposed and dripping.

He wanted me all to himself and when we got married, I had to stop being a sexual dom, and I had sex with only him. To make things clear, a sexual Dom takes control of the sexual act and everything that happens in it. They’re the one who gives the orders, sets the pace, decides when and how you’re touched, or if you’re touched at all. They know how to make you ache, beg, and break… and they take pleasure in watching you come undone at their command. It’s not just about power. it’s about presence, confidence, and the ability to read your body like a book and rewrite it in the way they want.

Every time he marked me our bond became stronger and plus it made sex even better. His claw came and I saw Yano taking control as Dom's eyes went black. I moaned as he traced the same claw marks as before. Dom took back control and fucked me even harder. My tits bounced and I cried out. "Dom....fuck...please..." I screamed. "Yes baby. Scream my name. Cum all over me like the little fucking slut you are." He whispered. "I want you to cum in my mouth." I screamed as my climax came closer. "Fuck I love your dirty mouth." He whispered as he grabbed the back of my neck and pushed out lips together harshly.

When she saw that he wasn't present even after another hour had passed, she stood again and then sighted the door that leads to the BDSM room he took her to the last time. She walked towards it carefully and opened the door, on opening it, she saw the same materials she had seen then there the last time only that there were large pictures of how the process looked like. She saw pictures of a man flogging a woman in the ass, she saw pictures of a woman sitting on a man's face, the man seemed to be eating her out. She saw pictures of a woman tied to a pole and being fingered. She saw all sorts of erotic pictures that she couldn't help but feel a tingling sensation in her pussy.

☆ Graphic violence mixed with sexuality: Rough sex, violent thrusting, slapping, hair-pulling, biting, marking, bruising, light to moderate injury during sex, CNC with resistance and struggle, primal play, predator/prey dynamics, and consensual violence within erotic contexts. ☆ Power dynamics and extreme dominance/submission: Total power exchange, 24/7 lifestyle D/s, master/slave relationships, pet/slave training, sexual servitude, free-use households, harem dynamics, and complete sexual ownership. ☆ Explicit bodily fluids and functions: Large volumes of cum, multiple creampies, cum inflation, dripping, leaking, spitting, snowballing, rimming, golden showers (watersports), scat play (in som