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With my lips so close to hers, I explained slowly. “I am a dom, Ms. Cane I go by many names: top, dominator, master, when mixing d/s- that is domination and submission. With master/slave relations I prefer to be called ‘Sir’ by my subs. My job as a dom is to ensure my sub is pleased… at my leisure and preference, of course. I use my little room, the room you invaded, to my advantage. It comes equipped with toys of all sorts that I like to play with. My sub, a willing woman, is the best toy of all inside those walls.”

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.

And to think the day started on a very good note, how did everything go down the drain? "Hell no." I can't have a male mate, I am not gay... I need a beautiful sexy lady with curves in the right places as my mate. I mean any lady will even suffice, curves or not. As long as she has a vagina, I am good but to have a male mate is totally unacceptable. "Any fucking lady." Even Charvi or Chaya is good to go or what's that her name again? "Oh yeah, Charvi is the fucking solution." I think I need to remind the moon goddess just how straight I am and then she can pair me with my real mate or no mate at all. I don't mind not having a mate if my mate really has to be a guy.

he said, stepping further away to the hanger where his gray trench coat was hanging. I blinked my surprise, hopping off the desk to pick my black top, “I thought we were going to…” My words trailed off when he looked at me. “You know, have sex here. Was that not why you asked me to undress?” He stepped closer with the trench coat, his lips claimed mine in a short, deep kiss before he pulled back, “you, Mara, are my sub. I’m your dom. You do as I say, no questions asked. Got it?”

She kneels with an enticing blend of vulnerability and strength, each curve of her body poised to invite. With an alluring gaze that radiates both confidence and anticipation, she waits for my commands, embodying the thrill of the moment. If only she realized that tonight, I seek merely to blow off steam and escape the haunting memories of Shelly, even if just for a fleeting night. This is precisely why I cannot bring Shelly into this world of shadows with me. I am a Dom—a dominant partner in the intricate dance of BDSM, where power exchange is not just a game, but a carefully crafted experience. The Dom takes charge, guiding the actions within this realm, always ensuring safety and consent.

He ordered. Biting my lower lip, I obeyed what he said. Few slaps on my butt landed before Adam roughly entered me again. “Is it good?” He whispered while thrusting in and out. Slowly, I nodded and spoke. “Y-Yes. Y-Yes, daddy!” Another spank landed on my butt. “Ahh, f-ck. My sub.” I thought in just one orgasm, both of us will stop. But the contrary happened. My body felt tired as my p-ssy is already swollen. Even me is still gasping for air to breathe in and out.

NewGRL549: Not that there’s been much in the way of bedroom play lately, but in the past there has always been something missing. DomMPF: See anything you like? He gestured to the scenes going on around them. NewGRL549: No, not really. DomMPF: So what exactly are you looking for? NewGRL549: I don’t really know, I suppose. Someone to take charge, someone who can tell me what I need instead of me having to tell him. DomMPF: So you’re a sub looking for a Dom… have you ever had anyone dominate you in bed before? Tie you up? Hold you down?

A smug smirk twists his lips, and his cold, calculating eyes lock on mine for a lingering, unsettling moment. “For the girls to get used to the idea of working with a different male, we’re going to switch things up today.” My fucking heart drops. “You will do this lesson with your own dom, but you’ll also practice on another dom,” she continues, her words slicing through me like ice. “After all, the dom you have now will not be your husband. They’ll continue their studies after they graduate, whereas you will be assigned to a husband.” I feel like I’m about to fucking die. We have to seduce another dom? Another male? I've never even been touched by anyone but Aiden.

“We’ll sign a new contract and terminate the old one. This one would last for a period of three months. Within this time, I’ll be your dom and we’ll work with new rules that’ll be more beneficial to you. This is to clear your anxiety towards men. And I’ll teach you all you need to know about healthy dom-to-sub relationships. And at the end of these three months, if it works you’ll remain my sub for a year but if not, I’ll let you leave,” I stood there, staring at him while mulling over all he’s said. I didn’t know what I was expecting but this option was better. It seemed like a win-win situation. All I had to do was pretend to hate men and act like a princess in distress for three months. “

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.