Literotica Female Domination Mga Nobela at Kwento

Dylan ignored everyone else as he approached, stopping in front of me and looking down at me as if I were beneath him. "What right do you have to stay here?" His tone was icy. "Every dollar this company makes is from people working themselves to the brink, except you. You rely on your looks and body to secure deals. It's pathetic." He laughed bitterly. "We've been married all these years, and somehow I never realized what kind of woman you really are." Then, he pulled out a stack of photos from his pocket and slapped them in front of my face. The pictures spilled across the floor, showing me with various men—walking beside them or drinking together.

I can hear some more shuffling and then he was telling me, "Yes, mistress, I'm naked." Mistress? I sighed internally. You seriously wouldn't believe how many men were into the whole dominatrix kink. In the beginning, it was kind of fun but by now it was getting pretty old. Mentally awakening my inner dom, I relaxed further into the sofa and flipped through the magazine."Good boy," I cooed, finding a 20 sex tips for women article. Huh, how fitting. "Now, here's what I want you to do, and you better listen closely, pet."

“She’s still so wet. This breeding cunt just keeps getting wetter.” They worked together perfectly. Dominic tortured my nipples — sucking, biting, pulling them until I was shaking — while Sasha finger-fucked me and licked my clit. I came again hard, soaking Sasha’s face while I screamed. But they didn’t stop. Dominic pulled me up and made me straddle him reverse cowgirl. He slid back into my cum-filled pussy and started bouncing me on his cock. Sasha stood in front of me and grabbed my hair, pulling my face into her pussy.

Trigger Warnings: Female Dominance (Femdom), cuckolding, financial domination (findom), breath play, spanking, edging, and explicit language. Vesper The air in my private dungeon was thick with the scent of expensive sandalwood and the metallic tang of ozone from the nearby shock collars. I sat on my velvet throne, my legs crossed, the heel of my Louboutin pressing firmly into the center of Toby's chest. Toby-my dedicated little pay pig-was exactly where he belonged: on his knees, shivering with a mixture of terror and agonizing arousal.

Her juices squirted out with every deep thrust from Dominic, soaking Cedric’s face below her. “Look at your wife, Dom,” Cedric laughed between licks. “She’s fucking drenched. Such a horny pregnant little whore.” Dominic only grunted, picking up speed as he fucked her harder, his hand slapping her ass hard enough to leave bright red marks. Renata no longer knew where she was. Her mind had gone blank. All that existed was unbearable pleasure, her body being used like a fuckdoll, and an orgasm that had been building for what felt like forever, threatening to destroy her.

I don't know what it was about her, but the way she spoke, the dominance and confidence behind it intrigued me. SubMan40: That works for me, Mistress. What are you into? As I watched the three dots at the bottom of the screen show that she was typing, my hand went to my hard cock and slowly stroked it. YoungDomme: I like total, sexual control. For example, you are not allowed to touch your cock unless I say so, my submissive. Fuck. I actually gasped and then let go of my cock. Then she sent another message. YoungDomme: Other things I am into is degrading, humiliation, orgasm control, breeding fetish and anal play. That's just to name a few.

The position was one of complete surrender, a physical manifestation of her willingness to submit to their desires. Lila obeyed without hesitation, her body trembling with anticipation. The power dynamic, usually a source of unease, now felt intoxicating, a thrilling surrender to their dominance. She lowered herself to her knees, her hands finding purchase on the cool floor, her head bowing in submission. The vulnerability of the position, the exposure of her body, heightened the intensity of her arousal, making her yearn for their touch even more.

The jolt of pain shot straight to her core, unwanted arousal flooding her veins. "No!" she cried out, shaking her head in denial even as her body betrayed her. "Yes," Sky hissed back, slamming into her even harder. "You love this. Love being used like a cheap whore." His words cut deep but there was no denying the truth of them. Some dark part of Lilith did find sick satisfaction in being dominated, in being made to take what she didn't want. It was wrong on every level and yet... She couldn't stop the heat that pooled low in her belly, couldn't ignore the way her hips began to rock back against Sky's thrusts.

"I am Amelia Earhart. The head of the maidens here. You are new. So you have to perform the rites." "What rites?" Lita looked back at the other young girls and evilly smiled at me. "The rites where you are to give orgasms to five girls." My body shook with fear. "What?" "You heard me, girl," she said, in an unkind manner. "So get on your knees and put your tongue to work.” I could not believe it. I just stood there numb. But the rest of them were enjoying my discomfort. Lita placed her hands on my shoulders and roughly pushed me to my knees.

The sensation of being controlled and dominated sent waves of pleasure through Laura. As she let go, Lorenzo's fingers slipped in and out of her, and he whispered enticing words into her ear, his tongue teasing her sensitive spot. The thrill of being dominated, combined with the fear of her daughter discovering her secret, ignited an uncontrollable excitement that sent shivers down her spine. Each of his touches elicited a passionate response from her body, intensifying the mix of dread and desire. "Lorenzo, yes, I’m going to cum! I’m cumming, Lorenzo! Ooh, Lorenzo!" she moaned loudly, her body quaking. She gripped his arm tightly, trembling several times before calming down, having already