Mommy Dom Novels & Stories

She looked up at me, confused, suddenly interested in the conversation. “For a person to be a mommy, she must marry a daddy and then they have a beautiful baby. Like you, Hayley. Your mommy and daddy had you. But I’m only your nanny, the one who takes care of you. A mommy must be someone who the daddy loves a lot, so that they get married.”

The soft music was mesmerizing and the expression on the woman's face was blissful as her partner spoke softly in her ear. The next tab showed a photo of a beautiful woman dressed in a filmy pink baby doll nightgown leaning dreamily over a giant teddy bear. The headline of the blog post was 'Daddy Doms/baby girls.' Shasta breathed in deeply. The article stated that, contrary to popular opinion, Daddy Doms are not pedophiles. They are loving and caring Dominant individuals whose natural desire is to have a nurturing and affectionate intimate relationship with a submissive who has a child-like aspect to her personality.

"You're about to walk into the lion's den." A confident chuckle came from the other end of the line. "Oh, I'm ready, Mom. Sienna Hamilton won't know what hit her." As Marjorie ended the call, a delicious sense of anticipation unfurled within her. She leaned back and fixed her eyes on the screen, ready to watch the spectacle unfold. She might be locked behind bars, but tonight, she felt more powerful than ever.

Maybe little Chloe was damn blessed after all because she could get away with anything that she wanted, "Did you hear me? Your grades would be cancelled if you fail to bring your mother. Unlike Chloe's mom, she's not done anything…." A knock was rasped on the door interrupting the teachers words, and the principal walked into the office, "What the hell is going on here? I heard Chloe got hurt? Where's she? Who dare to harm my baby? “Mommy, Mommy Emma sprained my ankle” “Oh my baby” “ Where's her parents, bring them to me right now, who is the mother of this child”

Even though she knew she left her shopping bags in the car, she did not care to look for them because the terror in her heart was still green. Soon after, Stefen returned to his car, started the engine, and drove away from that location, while Moon appeared behind the tree. Though this was not a large tree that could entirely conceal a person, since Stefen did not care about her presence, his sights remained blind for her, which pained Moon so much. Back at Lawrence Manor, Rilika entered her mother's chamber without knocking and discovered her mother had been treated by one of their housemaids. Rilika approached her bed, looked at the maid, who bowed low and stated,

-- Author’s pov: Milan, Italy, Moon Claw pack. Years ago. It’s the little things that ten year old Dominic noticed about his mother when it started, the change of hairstyle, her perfume change, she even smiled a lot lately and Dominic knew that something was wrong. His mama was a vibrant young lady with blonde hair, even as the queen, she made everyone laugh and everything better, he was happy, his family was happy. As the only child, Dom’s life was perfect until he came and ruined everything.

I then walked over to Roy, who was clad in nothing but a pair of boxer briefs and a sleeveless shirt, rocking little Lennon back and forth. “Thank fuck you're here.” he groaned and I chuckled when Mitchell ran up to us. “The F word is banned in this house. How many times do I have to tell you to watch your language around the baby?” she half yelled. God. It must be the early motherhood. I swear, Mitchell was never like that.

I know she’s choosing to ignore me. And then, a ding. I exhale sharply, grabbing my phone. My hands are shaking as I unlock it, desperate to see her name. But it’s not Sade. It’s Cheryl. “Hey, this is Cheryl, your baby mama. I’m filing an order for child support.” What. The. Fuck. I stare at the screen, my vision blurring with rage. What the fuck just happened? Sade’s POV After finishing my meal, Dom took the tray back to the kitchen. When he returned, shirtless, in those damn gray joggers, I had to swallow hard. The way they hung low on his hips, the way his muscles flexed with every step, this man was dangerous.

She then continued to run her fingers over and stroke my hard cock, before quietly asking, "Honey, do you really prefer my normal personality over Dominique?" She refused to meet my eyes and I could tell that she was terrified of the answer. I gently thrust my cock into her grip, as I replied, "My mother is a sweet, devoted, and sexy woman, with a body that makes my cock rock hard. Dominique is just a character in a play. Besides, my Mom's much sexier than some frigid dominatrix." She blushed and swooned, as she listened to my answer, before gazing at me with wide innocent eyes and pleading, "Honey, would you put this inside of me?"

Tina hugged her daughter as she gave her a gentle pat on the back, “I just want you to be happy, and I know exactly what makes you happy.” “Mom, you are the best. Dommy is finally going to be mine. I have waited for this moment for eternity, and I can’t believe that it is finally going to happen.” “You deserve it, my dear. Once you get pregnant with Dominic’s child, you can finally get rid of that bastard.” “I know, Mom.” … Soft sobs forced Dominic to open his eyes. He looked around and realized that he was in an unfamiliar room. The sound of someone crying irritated him, so he turned around to take a look, but when he saw that it was Sara, his expression changed.