Mature Submissive Women Novels & Stories

"You might end up more shocked than you think." "Try it and find out." For the next hour, Jasmine flicked through all manner of videos. Most of them involved some form of submissive behaviour on the womans part, and featured things like bondage, spanking, rough sex, choking, spitting, forced orgasms, throat fucking, double penetration, butt plugs, public humiliation, all performed on the woman by a Dominant figure, sometimes males, sometimes females and on a few occasions, both. All of them featured anal.

"He used to come here with his wife, and when she died, he cut off any contact with the club. Until Madame Tracey called him to be his right arm, and that gave him space for him to take other subs. You are not the first, but you are the only one who returned to his command. They say he is one of the best for certain types of subs. My brow frowned at the end of your words. I didn't know many of the terms, but if Tracey was called madam... She couldn't be a submissive, even so, I could swear that whenever her eyes met me next to Zachary, she could skin my skin if she had the opportunity. "Are there different types of submissives? "I asked, taking advantage of the last notes of the song. Julia

She was so responsive, allowing me to have my wicked way with her like a true submissive. I wanted to make her exactly that. My submissive. Willing to take my cock. Willing to give me pleasure. Her body was perfect for it. So supple and curvy and damn that ass. That perfectly peach-shaped ass. I couldn't wait to sink between them. I wanted to see the look on her face when I did. "Lay down," I ordered, watching as she swiftly obeyed. Her tits bounced lightly. They looked like round-shaped cakes with her red nipples serving as the cherry on top.

Neal snatched Mom's phone and watched the video with relish. Then, he turned to the paparazzi with a smile. "I'm sorry that you guys had to see my fetish." He slowly got to his knees before me and said, "Please slap me, darling." I hesitated, unable to bring myself to do it. He held my hand and lightly patted his face with it. "Thanks, darling." Everyone was stunned. They thought this was just regular family drama, but it turned out to be a huge scoop. The CEO of Gray Corporation was into sadomasochism—what was that, if not big news?

Okay, honestly, now it is explained, it does not sound or look as scary as before. This actually seems like something normal; people have sex all the time with strangers, and many film their sexual acts and post them online, so I can understand this. We move on to the next window. “Some women need a submissive in their lives. This is one way how they can get it. If they have people living with them, if they have a partner or don't have room for a playroom, then this is a good alternative.” I know a little about Submissive; the whole thing is fascinating.

"She would have been an ideal candidate for this program, which I admit to be inspired by her. It was her determination to become submissive, her determination to return to Master, damn the consequences that showed me how deeply these submissive tendencies run in some people. As for taking her with me, that would happen only if this proposal is adopted, and if the group felt I was a suitable candidate to lead this endeavor, and of course with their permission. I will say she'd be an invaluable training tool." "Devon, humor me, justify that." Dominique said. "Imagine showing a prospective client the wonderful Slave Jeannette. A woman who can discuss current events, once we tell her to watch t

I stare off into the distance, letting myself imagine—just for a moment. Would this be my life one day? A home of my own. Pets who adore me. Freedom. Love. Someone who truly sees me. I wish. But deep down, I doubt it. Deep down, I know I'll get the opposite. The two of them walk over after a while, arms linked, and I smile softly as Mark takes a seat opposite me. He studies me with interest. I tilt my head playfully. “What?” I ask. “You’re very different from a standard submissive,” he says eventually. I shrug. “I don't think so. The other girls are better actors. Also, I just suck at following rules. Plus, I have sensitive knees, so that’s a no-go.”

Cindy said, then continued on. "That gorgeous Mulan lookalike, is Lexi." Cindy turned Cara's attention to a young woman of Asian descent, with bone straight dark brown hair that could almost past as black, and round face. "She's a sub and very flexible, so a lot of our clients that are into freaky contortions love getting alone time with her." Cindy explained. Cara nodded but said nothing. "Our three Sexy plus size girls, Mona, Tyra and Savannah," Cindy pointed to three women with heavy curves and voluptuous figures, from left two right, respectively.

“Agreed.” Ryder nods, his dark eyes already tracking across the room toward the other woman. And specifically toward her large, surgically enhanced breasts, which feature blood-red teardrop crystals dangling from her pierced nipples. Standing back in the corner, I do my absolute best impression of a submissive who has been completely relegated to the back burner by an uncaring Master. I drop down into a traditional slave posture, keeping my head bowed, and wait.

"Exhibitions and Voyeurisms, those who like being watched, or like watching. People can walk into any room they want and watch and play with their own friend if they have one with them." He takes me from the hall into another. "This side, is open, rules still follow though. So, for instance, this one." He stops, and I look. A woman is strapped up. Another woman is kissing her body as a man whips her. "The submissive, as you can see, has her master with her, but those who want to can join in. Behind you will see a list of permitted acts, and strengths allowed to be used." He leaves the hallway and guides me down another. "This side is like all of the others, only it's more set up for rope bun