Pleasure Dom Books Novels & Stories

vulnerable. The altar sat bare in front of me. With one quick movement he lifted me up onto it. “Lay back.” This was so wrong. I took a deep breath and leaned back until I was on my back, draped over the altar, my breasts heaving, my nipples pointing to the painted ceiling, which I’d never noticed before. Father Michaels opened the box, pulling out clothespins. Clearly he’d put them in there when I wasn’t paying attention. First, he put a clothespin on each of my swollen nipples. Exquisite pain shot through my breasts. Then it felt incredibly good. Finally, he put three clothespins on each of my labia. It pinched at first, but the sensation of being bound sent pleasure through me. I moaned,

My breathing is irregular, my heart is racing, and my sex is pulsating under Dom's domination, who knows exactly what to do to leave me at his mercy. I lose control and orgasm, my body collapsing, my mind foggy, as an ecstatic moan escapes my lips. Dominique's hands squeeze me, driving his fingers hard into my waist, growling, as he gives me one last thrust before filling me with his cum. His breathing is panting, as is mine, his lips brushing against mine, as he pulls out of me. “You've lost. You'll be two weeks without hazelnut cream”, Dom says, satisfied. “You did it on purpose!”, I protest, receiving a cynical smile in response.

A broken whimper escaped me, and I slapped a hand over my mouth, my body trembling from the sheer effort of staying quiet. “That’s it, baby, stay quiet for me,” Dom murmured against me, his voice vibrating through my core. Fuck. I couldn’t think. Couldn’t breathe. All I could do was feel—the heat of his mouth, the wet suction, the relentless strokes of his tongue against my clit. The professors’ voices faded into the distance. All I could hear was the slurping, the needy moans from Dom as he devoured me. I was going to fall apart. Tight heat coiled behind my navel, my toes curling, my stomach clenching as the pleasure built higher and higher—

“Don’t make excuses for yourself. There’s nothing wrong with it! If there was, your mother would have left me a long time ago. Dom/ sub relationships are healthy, just as normal as any other relationship. Enjoy the excitement. If you need any advice, toys or… as weird as it sounds, suggestions, ask away. Or there are numerous websites and forums available too. I may be your father but I’m not going to tell anybody; your private time with your mate is just that- it’s private. Don’t be ashamed of yourself. As long as Virginia enjoys what you do with her, then there is nothing wrong.” Okay, information overload. First things first, my dad was a god damn dom! Secondly, my mum was his submissive.

They why all my mouth could utter are moans of pleasure and wanting? When he’s completely inside me, he stopped moving and started kissing my lips hungrily like the thread of his patience is just a millimeter at most. I could feel him inside me, truly feel him. This is so new, the feeling, the way this affects me, the way I’m liking having sex with a man not my husband, this is pure pleasure. A Sinful Pleasure. He started pulling out slowly and I cried as I felt my flesh followed the rhythm of his move.

Samantha moved with languid confidence, gathering warm oils, cotton cloths, razors gleaming under soft light. Charlotte shifted, smirking weakly. “You’re going to make me forget I’m supposed to be a blushing bride.” Sam trailed her fingers across Charlotte’s hip as she set the supplies down. “You don’t look like the type who blushes easily,” she teased. Charlotte’s laugh was husky. “Not when it comes to sex. My fiancé… Domenico—he’s a beast. He fucks me until I can’t walk. Until I’m raw.” Her eyes fluttered as if even the memory made her ache. “Sometimes I think he doesn’t even know the meaning of mercy in bed. I’ve gone to sleep with cum dripping down my thighs more nights than I can count.

“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.”

Dom chucked, he seemed to be enjoying whatever he was doing to me. Dom will pull out the toy slowly as if he would stop but then he will dip it back in slowly and I'll stretch out involuntarily, biting down my lips to hold in a loud groan. He'll press the speed button on the vibrator and it will begin to grind me like never before, and I'll only moan, and tremble on the bed. Then he uses his palm to rub my clit slowly, making me approach climax even faster than I should have. I squeezed the vibrator inside of me as I shut my eyes closed, trying to hold in the pleasure of cumming all over the toy.

I hated that my body still reacted this way—still remembered the way Niklaus had fucked me yesterday in the library stacks. I’d thought that meant something. That he wanted me. Just me. But page 10 of the contract flashed behind my eyes—cold, clinical black ink: 10.3 – The Dominant reserves the right to include additional participants in scenes, including but not limited to threesomes, group play, or other configurations, at His sole discretion and mood.

Everything mixed into pain and unwanted pleasure. Damon finally ripped the dildo out and replaced it with his cock. He fucked her soaked, sloppy cunt like he was trying to break her in half, slamming against the massive plug in her ass with every thrust. The double stuffing made her feel like she was tearing. “Gonna flood this womb again,” he panted. “Maybe knock you up this time. Then you’ll never leave.” Clara came again, screaming, body betraying her completely. Her asshole clenched around the plug so hard it hurt. Damon buried himself deep and unloaded, pumping rope after thick rope into her until it squirted back out around his shaft, mixing with her squirt and piss on the floor.