Rules For Doms Novels & Stories

she asks politely, her eyes dancing around my face. "I would love to register as a dom here, but only for the spirit of it. I don't care what the benefits are, that doesn't interest me," I tell her plainly. Frowning, she ticks her fingers before coming back with a reply for me. "Well, you need to have about ten million Euro in one of your accounts before being admitted as a club Dom, and from your family's record, I can assure you that you match the criteria without even flipping the book to check it out.

) This agreement is entered into willingly, knowingly, and with full consent by both parties for the sole purpose of engaging in a Dom/Sub dynamic that includes, but is not limited to, physical, psychological, sensual, and emotional submission. This contract is binding under the rules of confidentiality, discretion and mutual respect. SECTION I: GENERAL TERMS 1. Duration: This agreement shall remain in effect for 90 days, commencing upon the signing date. Renewal may be proposed by either party after this period. 2. Confidentiality: The Submissive shall not disclose any details of this relationship, including identity, activities, or communications, to any third party. 3. Anonymity: The Domi

I look up at him with confusion. "I'm going to tell you the house rules, they include my rules plus things everyone in the house have to comply to" House Rules: *Be polite. *Taking turns on dishes and cooking. *We are a family, we sit at the table until the meal is over. *Keep your space clean. *Clean any mess you make. *No kink shaming, we respect everyone. *Subs discipline measures are only taken by their dom, in case of any misbehaving talk to the dom.

“Noted, Sir,” He smirked. “Good girl. Now lemme hear the rules. I need to be sure you’re well acquainted with them before we begin,” “Umm… Obedience, communication, establishing clear limitations, mutual consent, appropriate use of safe words and use of comfortable instruments?” “Mmm… A fast learner,” Again, I could hear the praise in his tone and it warmed me up, making my chest tingle. “That’ll be all for today. With time, when we begin to use the playroom, we’ll discuss the toys you’re comfortable with, your fantasies and kinks, as we work towards establishing a proper dom-sub relationship,”

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.

“Christian told me. Everyone tells me. It’s not new.” She blinks, slightly taken aback, before holding out a crisp set of stapled papers. “Right. Well... here are the rules. Mr. Christian likes things—” “Rules?” I didn’t—wait. Now that I remember it, I actually heard Christian talking about rules, though I didn’t pay attention because... that shit in front of him didn’t let me. I grab the papers quickly, my eyes scanning the top line before I even process the rest. Do not leave the estate without permission. Curfew: 9:00 p.m. Phone on at all times. Never go to the top floor. No visitors. Don't this, don't that, don't, don't, don't...

“And you seem surprised.” “I am,” I admitted before my excitement died down again. “What is the catch?” I knew that he would not be doing it out of the goodness of his heart. He grinned. “What's in it for you Dominic?” I asked when he didn't answer the first question. “The contract clearly states that if we have a child within the first year of marriage, you can have one year taken off from the five years you are supposed to be here.” He said, looking pleased with himself.

“I know. And that’s enough for now.” Ryan, never missing a beat, leaned forward, voice teasing. “Look at you. Mary, completely undone. Alex and Dominic making your life… deliciously impossible. Admit it, you love it.” “I....i” I tried to respond but the words caught in my throat. Dominic moved silently, his gaze intense, commanding attention. “Enough,” he said, voice calm but heavy with authority. “You cannot ignore the rules you’ve set for yourself. Not them. Not this. Not now.”

RULES AND ROSES A story in three acts. --- This novel contains scenes that some might find disturbing and may not be suitable for younger readers. This book revolves around a world dominated by patriarchy and their views are very constricting to women.Discretion is advised. --- Our history teaches us that love makes monsters out of us. They make it sound pretty in the history books. In the past, when there were no rules to govern us and we can roam freely, they divided the land of werewolves into three powerful nations; Sem, Niju, and Cinco.

You are not going to spend the next week fantasizing about his dad. Except I already was. I could still see the water dripping down Marcus's chest, the way his muscles moved under his skin, the bulge in those swim trunks that I definitely shouldn't have noticed but absolutely did. And that look he'd given me as if he was sizing me up, evaluating me. My phone buzzed as a text from Devon came in. Hurry up slowpoke. Dad's making his famous margaritas. I changed into my swim trunks quickly, catching a glimpse of myself in the mirror. I'd filled out since the last time I was here.