Rules For A Dom Novels & Stories

“Yes, sir.” “Second rule,” Dominic continued, his voice dropping an octave. “You’re not allowed to have a boyfriend. Your attention stays on me.” Renata nodded again. “Yes, sir.” He studied her for a moment longer. “And when you meet me, make sure you look the way I want you to. Nothing more, nothing less.” Renata held her breath, but eventually nodded again. “I understand.” Dominic leaned in slightly, closing the distance between them until his voice brushed against her skin.

Frame agreement for a Dominant / Submissive relationship This document specifies the responsibilities and duties of Damon Zhang {the Dominant} and Mason Dharma {the Submissive} as part of a consensual BDSM agreement. This agreement is private and shall not be disclosed in any circumstances to anyone other than both parties and Marcus Carlisle, even if it is not legally binding. The Dominant I, Damon Zhang, request of Mason Dharma the acceptance of my dominance and guidance. I ask for ownership of your mind and body in return for my care and protection. Through this agreement, we may strengthen our bond and increase intimacy.

Samarth studied him in silence, and then moved to the window again, letting the shadows hold him. “Do you think I love blindly?” the king murmured. “Do you think I gaze on her and forget the weight of my crown?” “I think love is dangerous,” William said, more gently. “And that your heart is fierce enough to love despite danger. But a kingdom—” “Must be ruled by law, not love,” Samarth finished for him. “Yes, I’ve heard the saying sung a thousand times, though most often by men who lack both.” That earned a brief blink from William.

English is not my First language so forgive me if you found any silly grammatical error. This story is kind of slow burn Romance. It has mature scenes that may trigger you. And last but not the least, support me if you liked it.

I say looking at her and she nods, I'm going to explain some more, but I want to make sure she's not going to object. "In our island, code blue rules include, not being out alone without a dom, obeying your dom rules, talking in respect to every other dom on the perimeter, wearing the clothes that are provided to you, they are little appropriate," he says. "Okay, that's possible," she answers him. "The rest of the rules, are set between the two of us, we can have them written just between us, or we can say them in front of him," I offer her. "I'd prefer to be in private," she says and I gave him one look, she signed the first contract of obeying the island rule before he left.

He ignored her egotistical demeanor and returned his gaze to the document to continue reading her carefully printed terms. He frowned as he read the next rule which was the last one on the list - “There is no reason or need for commitment of fidelity because this is just a make-belief relationship with no real attachments.” He spared her another glance and she continued staring at him with haughty eyes. His hazel eyes which were getting dark with disapproval left hers and returned to continue reading – “…This means that we can both bring in our partners whenever we want.” Dominic shook his head at her. “This cannot happen.” He said. “I say no to this.” He added firmly. “You cannot bring in a

He sits on the desk, motions for me to sit on a leather chair in front of him, and hands me a piece of paper. "These are the rules. They may be subject to change. They form part of the contract, which you can also have. Read these rules, and let's discuss." RULES Obedience: The Submissive will obey any instructions given by the Dominant immediately without hesitation or reservation and in an expeditious manner. The Submissive will agree to any sexual activity deemed fit and pleasurable by the Dominant excepting those activities which are outlined in hard limits (Appendix 2). She will do so eagerly and without hesitation.

He looked up when he heard me approaching, one eyebrow raised in quiet surprise. "I'll do it," I blurted before I could lose my nerve, my voice steadier than I felt. He raised his brow in amusement, letting the last smoke curl into the air. "I'll accept the offer." I cleared my throat. "But I have one rule. No catching feelings. No strings attached." Ace took another slow drag, then flicked the cigarette away. A smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth, dark and knowing. "Crystal clear, sweetheart."

“This is a place where you can let go. Let go of the bullshit of the outside world. Relinquish control and everyday life decisions, to me. It’s my job to take the weight of the world off your shoulders and to gain your complete trust. In return, I’ll give you more pleasure than you’ve ever known.” His silky smooth accent wrapped around Kira like a warm blanket. “Oh Okay.” She practically panted almost whimpering. “I must follow the rules, so let’s get the first rule out of the way. Do I have your permission to play?” Dom asked seriously. “Mmhmm,” was all that Kira could get out as she nodded her head.

Then, more circumspectly, "What are you talking about?" Stay cool... "Does the phrase 'The Doms have the control. The subs have the power.' mean anything to you?" "I've read of it, yes. So?" That word is beginning to annoy me. "So, while the Dom has control, it is not unconditional, and it is not without limits. The sub always has the final say on how far things go; whether we're talking about the bedroom or day-to-day living..." He shifts in his seat. "In a D/s relationship, the sub has a safe word. And if that safe word is used, then it is for the Dom to stop whatever is happening. Not to question it. Not to get annoyed. To stop. That is at the core of the relationship."