Novel & Cerita Mommy Dom

I told Rhonda, "so you can sleep. It will be appropriately slutty. You'll have to watch and listen for the baby, however. I don't expect Jerry and Reneé to babysit." "No, problem, Domina" she said. "Is there milk in the fridge?" "I'll make sure there are three bottles prepared before I leave." "How was your night, Domina?" "Good. Chen fucked me several times. I need to send the photos to Master." "Still no clue what he's doing, Domina?" "Not a one. I guess we'll just wait to see what happens." "You're still worried though, aren't you, Domina?" "Until I'm sure, I'll remain worried. Only the fact Master Dan doesn't seem concerned gives me any comfort at all."

I want her to understand why I love her body so much. “We can't do this.” “Why? What is wrong?” “There is someone downstairs that I want you to meet.” “Okay.” I can see she is hesitant as I lead her down to the kitchen. Dominic looks at both of us as we enter, “I see you found your big ass problem.” “Do you have to be so damn rude?” Then my mom peeks over Dominic’s shoulder, “She surely is not a big ass problem. More like a gorgeous pretty ass.” “You said it, Mary”

James said gritting his teeth. "Dad, don't you want to know why I slapped him? Don't you want to know what he has done?" Anna asked him "Whatever he did, you should not have done this. Come home." James said again. "He cheated on me. Do you know who was the girl? It was Stella. Now, do you still want me to apologize to that bastard? No Dad, I will never do it. They should apologize to me for this nasty thing" Anna shouted in anger.

"And you still want the man? What would you do with a single father?" Mona scoffs. "Isn't that what we've got advanced poison for? Just give the baby a drop and she will drop dead. The father will remain mine. But first I'll start with that bitch who slapped me, I'll be content with killing her too, and then take the man. Then, sending the baby to heaven will be the straw on the camel's back"

A smirk appeared on my face but I was not going to be boring with this. So, I continued, deciding to play her game, "You know what I would do to you with those legs wide open for me? First, I would touch your greedy clit, just the way you like to be touched there, and then, I would sink my whole fist into your pussy and pound into it until you are biting into the bedsheets so as not to wake our child."

She leans in and bites my earlobe before adding, "Don't worry, Mommy has better uses for Daddy, and he'll be really good at what she has planned." "Mommy's done enough planning for a while. Her Dom is making his demands for the next year or so and she'll need to wait." "Yum, that sounds like kinky fun." I don't reply, I just carry her to our private dungeon. We both feel the wetness on the front of us at the same time. "Oops. Maybe I should pump first." "Over my dead body. Seeing you run your hands over that sub's body is more than I can handle after leaving you alone for six weeks. I'm not waiting."

I answered before Sebastian could. He nodded at me and set Sevi down in the bathroom. I told him to grab pajamas from the closet. “She was going to fight you, Mommy. Were Grandma and Grandpa defending you? And Daddy too? "You shouldn't have heard any of that, sweetheart." “I don't like that woman, Mommy. She wants to steal Daddy from you." "Don't think about it, okay? You’re still my baby, so you don’t need to worry about those things. Mommy can handle herself.”

I was halfway to the kitchen when I heard it. “Ahh…” A loud moan came from Mom and Dominic’s bedroom. The door wasn’t fully closed. “Yes… oh fuck… Dom… ahh…” My feet stopped moving. I stood frozen in the hallway. Mom’s voice was getting louder, breathy and desperate. Then I heard Dominic’s deep voice, rough and commanding. “You like when I fuck you like this, huh?”

“Mamma, I mean.” “The investigator you met with?” “Yeah.” “Did you talk to Enzo today?” “Not yet. He's not pickin' up.” Dom sighs out loud and caresses the curve of my neck and shoulder. When his phone trills, he takes it out of his pocket and stares at the screen. “It's Mamma. They're close.” “Who's driving?” “Mikki. Her bodyguard.” “Right.” I stand beside Dom and stroke the side of his arm, the worry in his eyes painting graphic, mostly violent scenes in my head. “You think, er...”

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.