How To Dom Novels & Stories

I’m right there, balanced on a razor’s edge, shaking, pleading wordlessly. “Please, Dom,” I sob, my voice raw. “I’ll do anything. Please let me come.” DomTheBoss69: Anything? “Anything! I’ll be your good girl, I’ll be your filthy slut, whatever you want!” DomTheBoss69: Look at your door. I freeze. My bedroom door, which is always cracked open during streams, is now wide open. And standing in the doorway, leaning against the frame with his phone in his hand is Dominic.

“Yes, my legs feel really weak because of the many orgasms.” “Oh, it's like it's the first time." Hannan teased his lover while turning the girl into a supine position. "You said it's not the first time you've been a submissive.” “But this is the first time I've found an active dominant like you. Active makes me orgasm many times.” Hannan chuckled softly then finally lifted Dhea's body and carried her into the bathroom. "It's red. Is it hard for you to stick to it?" asked Hannan when he finally noticed that his lover's wrist was red.

' I asked curiously. He took the book from me and explained. 'The Dom or the Dominant is the person whether male/female, who takes control and gives commands in a BDSM relationship or scene. In our relationship, I am the Dom and people like me are typically the ones who initiate and guide the activities, setting boundaries and ensuring the submissive's safety and consent.

Doom interrupted. I put up a confused face and looked at him. What is he doing this early here in my room? “Really, Doom? What are you doing here? I’m going to take a bath!” I uttered and pinched his arms. His face was surprised and looked away. “What?” “Don’t ask me ‘what’? I should be the one asking you, what the heck are you doing here?” I irritatedly asked. He sighed and picked up the little thing. I just rolled my eyes and looked at him. “What’s with that thing that you can slap my hands for that—”

And then another. "Dom!" I screamed. "Fuck, Dom!" A laugh burst from Dominic's body as he rocked his mouth and fingers with me, lapped at me with his tongue, fast and then slower, and slower, until he brought me down and eased me to completion.

He bent down and whispered something in her ear that made her smile. "He's probably telling her how good she is, how beautiful she looks all flushed and clamped up for him", Jake told Meg. " How do you know?" "It's what Doms do. They praise their subs. You see, the sub is submitting to them. That itself is a really big deal", Jake explained. The Dom bent and in one fluid moment, unclamped a nipple, took it into his mouth and the woman let out another moan. He did the same for the other nipple and she gasped and strained at the cuffs holding her hands down on the table.

If Harvey truly was really that renowned legend, Dom was basically digging his grave right now! “I…I don’t believe you!” Dread filled Dom, sending him flustered. He gritted his teeth and pounced right at Harvey with every bit of courage he could muster. Swish, swish, swish! He flailed his two machetes, trying to land a hit on harvey. Silver sparks cut through the air as the blades moved. Harvey took a step forward and swung his right hand. Right before he landed his slap on Dom’s face, Dom used his Iron Bridge technique to lean backward, effectively dodging the slap.

Offering myself like a submissive so he has no confusion as to what this is. I lower my chin and drop my eyes to his chest, knowing the preferred way of giving power for most Doms. It’s like I almost move into autopilot and a weird zombie trance comes over me. My mind is trying to separate me from my body to endure this, and I have to fight myself to stay lucid. “Do I still have to keep my eyes shut?” His husky tone pulls me out of my head, and I watch him for a millisecond under lowered lashes before taking a steadying breath.

"And what would that be, oh mighty Dom of mine?" Chad rounded the table in two long strides, pulling her to her feet and crushing her against his chest. "You'll just have to wait and see," he growled, nipping at her earlobe. "But I promise you one thing - by the time I'm done with you tonight, you'll forget all about Karen and every other demon plaguing your mind. I'll fill you up with so much pleasure and adoration that you'll be drunk on it for days." Cassandra shivered, desire and anticipation thrumming through her veins like wildfire. "Then what are you waiting for?" she breathed, tilting her head back in blatant invitation.

“Feet wider. Shoulder width plus two inches. There. Now drop. Slow on the way down. Control it.” I bent my knees and lowered, feeling the burn hit my thighs immediately. The tiny black shorts rode up even higher, digging into me. On the third rep, Dom moved closer, his body heat blasting against my back. “Deeper, kid. All the way,” he growled, one hand pressing firmly on my lower back while the other gripped my hip. “Push that ass back. Like you’re sitting on something. Yeah… just like that. Hold it at the bottom for two seconds.”