Pleasure Dom Books Novels & Stories

Max’s wolf Dom is visibly present in his eyes. Max places his fingers on her hardened clitoris and rubs figure eights, causing her to tremble with pleasure. Her breathing quickens as her heart pounds in her chest. I lift her ass up and down my length and as she comes down, I thrust to bury myself deeper into her core. I want so badly to fill her full of my seed. Damen gets up from the bed and pulls some items from his wardrobe. When he comes back to the bed, he drops a few toys and devices onto the sheets.

but she counted and thanked him for every single one. One hundred strikes total when it was done. Her back and ass were covered in red welts. She would be marked for days. "Good girl," Dominic said, releasing her from the cross. "You took your punishment beautifully. Now, you've earned a reward." He laid her on the padded bench and ate her pussy for thirty minutes....not as punishment or training, but as genuine pleasure, making her come three times with his skilled tongue. "You see?" he said afterward. "Punishment and pleasure. Pain and reward. That's the balance of ownership. I push you to your limits, but I also take care of you. Never forget that."

Teasing me until I’m clawing at the air. When he finally sinks into me, filling me, stretching me, his mouth suckling at a nipple through my silk blouse, causing my core to burst into flame and my pussy to clench in need, it feels like being home. Dominik groans, a guttural sound of possession. He leans forward, bracing his hands on the glass table on either side of my head. "You like this?" he grinds out, thrusting rhythmically. "You like destroying them?" "Yes," I sob, the pleasure building instantly. "Yes."

“So fucking perfect. Leaking milk all over us while your pussy makes those sloppy sounds for me.” I cried out loudly, my body arching up to meet his thrusts. The wet, rhythmic squelching of my pussy filled the living room as he drove into me over and over. His cock stretched me perfectly, hitting deep with every stroke. He fondled my breasts relentlessly, sometimes pressing them together, sometimes tugging on the nipples to make milk spray across my chest. The pleasure was overwhelming, building higher and higher with each powerful thrust.

He pushed deeper, stretching her painfully until he was buried to the balls. “Fuck,” he grunted. “Tight little embezzling cunt.” He started fucking her hard. The sound of his hips slapping against her ass filled the dark office. Each thrust pushed her against the desk. Her tits spilled out of her bra and pressed against the wood. “Please… it hurts,” she gasped. “Good,” Dominic growled. He reached around and rubbed her clit roughly. “You’re going to learn that pain and pleasure come from me now.”

As she was only wearing lingerie, Julianne instinctively pressed herself closer to the shelf. I tried to suppress the surge of desire rising inside me, yet my hand moved almost on its own as I unclasped her bra. "Ah!" She let out a soft cry and looked at me nervously as she whispered, "Don't… I'm scared." I leaned closer. "Did that feel good? Be honest." She stayed silent for a long moment before finally answering in a voice that was barely above a whisper. "It did." She shut her eyes as she said it, and tears slid down her cheeks. "It did feel good. Are you happy now? I'm a slut. You played me like a fiddle, and I actually liked it…"

" He says and I scan through the documents. He is right. There is actually nothing much I need to do here except all the naughty erotic deeds listed here making me blush stupid. I can't believe I am actually going to be doing all these. Hardcore sex, blowjob, the trapped method...... Gosh. I don't think I can keep reading. But I am relieved when the end line of the document says that everything will be solely based for my own pleasure. I frown. My own pleasure? Now that is so confusing as fuck. Didn't he say he is a sex addict and needs a slave to satisfy his own pleasure? I frown and put the paper down a little peering at him as he looks out the window fiddling with the sleeve of his suit.

When shhe complains about books e ells her she could just borrow the books and reur them in for the rest of the time, besiadded, e ha a few books in her major to entertain herr. She sees that its true and she has les of an excuse. She agrees, especially wen a new thought comes up. She is eager and believes this is the moment they would finally have sex. As she leaves, she feels a bit giddy. Ch 26 E/S mutual mastudbation. Voyeurism, exhibitionism, dirty talk. Dom ub dynamics. Prise and derogatory speaking. remote domination Dmitri

While Jasper started working his tongue along the dominant’s length, I squatted behind him and began to tease his nipples, turning them into hard little buds. “That is good, baby. Show him how you can pleasure him. Take him deep inside your mouth and use your tongue to taste his long dick.” I whispered as my hands ran down his chest until they reached his groin. Someone seemed to be extremely excited, his erect straining against the leather of his shorts. Kneeling behind him, I undo the button behind him and pull down the zipper, freeing his hard dick that I started stroking while my other hand moved to his backside to knead his buttocks. Soon enough, his moans mixed with Adamo's groans of p

“Get this garbage out of my club. Permanent ban. Tell Ambrose and the others what he did.” I crouched, grabbed Calton by the hair, and got in his face. “You are never stepping foot in another club again.” One last kick for good measure. When I turned, Juliet was curled into herself, arms wrapped around her knees. Atlas was murmuring something, rubbing her back. Reed stood nearby, looking ready to commit murder. We are Doms. Everything we do is consensual. Mutual pleasure. Power exchange. Never force. Never violence outside negotiated scenes. I knelt beside her.