Mommy Dom Stories Novels & Stories

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.

“I want to fuck this throat properly. Relax your jaw, baby. Let Uncle use your mouth like a tight little pussy.” Dom reached around and rubbed my swollen clit in fast, firm circles while continuing to pound into me from behind. “You’re going to come again soon, aren’t you, baby?” he growled, spanking my ass hard. “Come with two family cocks inside you. Such a dirty little bride. Your husband couldn’t even stay awake to fuck you, but we’re going to ruin every hole tonight.”

“Oh, God! Daddy!” "That’s it, princess.” I slide my fingers back inside her, flatten my tongue and sweep it over her soaked centre. “You let loose for me.” Her cries are becoming rhythmic now, as the tension in her body begins to pulse. They grow louder, keener, and any reserve that she had is now long gone. She’s writhing beneath my mouth and fingers, moans spilling out as the pressure builds, her hips rocking against my face, thighs quivering around my head. She’s begging, sobbing, gasping. The word Daddy falls from her lips over and over again, and I don’t think I’ve ever heard anything more amazing in the whole of my life.

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."

The room was filled with council members that Dom recognized, his mother, the Luna queen, was on the floor crying. “You had an affair, you have been pregnant for four weeks and I have been out for a war for two months. How could you be pregnant, you had an affair, confess now!” It was painful for Dom to stand there and listen. The words affair seemed strange to him but he knew what he meant, he was smarter than any boy his age. The truth was very clear: His mother has not been faithful to his father.

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.

“Yes. I want us to be a family. A real one. But most importantly, I want you as my wife. I’ll proudly stand beside you, supporting you with whatever you need. But in the bedroom, I’ll dominate you just like you want.” I bit my lip, “you said something about making me cum?” He chuckled, “Right here?” I nodded, and he slowly placed his hands under my dress to remove my underwear before making me sit back down on my chair. “Remember what I said, babygirl. I won’t let you cum if you don’t tell me you love me.” “Yes, sir.” I said, opening my legs wide. "I love you."

he said next, but I wasn’t buying it. “And you think that was the only way you could do it?” I shot back as he dropped his coat on the chair and came closer. His eyes fixed on me. “And what brings you to the hospital?” he asked. Did he think I was pregnant? That was impossible. “It was stress,” I said, noticing how he relaxed slightly. Did he really think I was pregnant? “You can’t be serious, thinking I’m pregnant,” I added. He shrugged. “Well, it’s not uncommon for a woman your age, claiming to have had her womb tied, to still get pregnant—especially considering the rough sex we’ve been having.”

Leilani said and gazed down at the floor. “I’m already aware of that,” Melinda said, sounding so happy to have known. “You do?” Leilani asked and glanced at me. “How?’ she asked Melinda. Melinda eagerly pointed at me. “My lookalike told me.” “Shit.” MIRANDA Mummy has been trying to get me to like Daddy, ever since that day I told her about my dislike for him. I didn't know how to tell her that he isn't who she thinks he is. Since the day mummy brought me home, there has never been a day she left me alone at home with dad that he didn't fail to bring scantily dressed Aunties home. He often takes them into his room and they keep making weird sounds that annoy me. Even before they took me in, D

“Push through it, kid. This is how you learn to take everything I give you. Tell me how it feels having my seed plugged inside you while you work.” “It feels dirty… and addictive,” I moaned, holding the plank as best I could. “Like I really belong to you now. The egg is rubbing right against that spot you fucked so hard earlier.” He made me do bridges next, then some slow leg raises. Every movement pushed more cum out, running down my skin while the low buzz drove me crazy. By the end I was whimpering, close to another edge. “Enough,” Dom finally said, pulling me up. “Come here. One last round before you leave tonight.”