Sissy Submission Novels & Stories

"There's many forms of submission. I don't know her yet, so I picked one that turned me on. I think the most intense form of submission is when you share your deepest longings and responses with your partner. You invite them into your secret world and give them permission to turn the knobs. You don't hold anything back. On that scale, Mystery Babe submitted completely." "You can say that again," Sophia whispered. "One more question," Courtney continued, nodding. "You're jacking off. And in your fantasy, you gave your kinky slut at least four orgasms. Seems pretty generous for a sub." "I don't know. I figure a kinky slut likes orgasms. I respond watching women orgasm. I probably should have g

Sarah doesn’t understand why people call her sadistic. Her rules are simple. Follow them, and everything is fine. Fail… well, that’s on them. She’s simply the one who enjoys holding them accountable. Right now, her newest submissive, Peter, is strung up in her basement dungeon. His wrists are bound together and hooked to a hardpoint in the ceiling, forcing him to stand on the balls of his feet. The position is deliberately uncomfortable. What isn’t uncomfortable are Sarah’s glossy black latex-gloved hands slowly, teasingly stroking his throbbing cock.

M A R C O Past "Strip." I didn't even take my eyes off her beautiful, curvy and petite stature. In the world of vanilla sex, where the man orders the woman with such a crass word, it would have been sounded slightly offensive. But in my world of sex, a submissive would be nothing less than grateful when the dominant asked for something like this. "Yes, Sir." Jessica, the beautiful strawberry-blond haired woman, kneeling between my legs smiled with grace and slowly rose to her feet. A natural sub that she was, she gradually turned around as her fingers reached behind her back and pulled down the zip of her little black dress.

The good little submissive girl pandering to her Dom … Without a shadow of a doubt, I instantly know he’s fucked her. She’s definitely his type anyway—mousy little ‘Yes, Sir’ with no mind of her own and controlled completely by him just breathing her way. She is practically ready to lick his boots or drop to her knees should he command a fucking blow job. It’s pathetic and I instantly hate her.

I smiled at her submission and cleanliness as I walked around her and said, "Very good, Nip. A yellow slut should always remember to keep her white master's home clean and tidy. You are very fit and your body is quite sexy. I think you have a chance to keep my attention and concentration on you if you prove to be an adequate slant-eyed slut." I trailed my fingers over her skin as I circled her. I paid a lot of attention to her luscious ass making her moan softly. As I stepped in front of her I teased her perky breasts causing her to moan again. I smirked at her as I gently pinched her hard nipples and pulled slightly. Miko gasped and whimpered as she fought to stay quiet and still. Smiling a

Her eyes locked onto mine, dominant and unyielding. “Please fuck me, Sasha” A satisfied smile spread across her face. “That’s my good girl.” She thrust forward in one powerful motion, burying half the dildo inside me. The stretch was intense, a burning fullness that made me cry out. My walls clenched around the intrusion, trying to adjust, but Sasha didn’t give me time. She pulled back slightly and drove in deeper, forcing another inch, then another, until I felt her hips press against mine and the harness rubbed deliciously against my clit.

“Fuck, baby… look at you. Squatting on my dick like a little slut.” Sara smiled down at him, her eyes sparkling with wicked confidence. She wasn’t the shy girl he once knew. This version of Sara was fearless, bold, and completely in control of her pleasure. She squatted lower, taking him even deeper, then rose up until only the head remained inside her before slamming back down again. The wet and sloppy sound of her soaked pussy swallowing his thick cock filled the room with every bounce. “You like this?” she asked breathlessly, her voice sexy and teasing. “You like watching me squat on your big cock?”

"I am your King. I do as I please. However, I am a reasonable man, be a Good Girl, and I will fulfill your needs." "What would you have me do, Sir?" my dick twitched. Never would have thought I had a Sir kink. I sat on the sofa, my body on full display for her. "Crawl to me." I expected her to challenge me, but to my surprise, she started crawling to me without hesitation. The distance from the bed to me was excruciating yet exhilarating. "You look so fucking sexy submitting yourself to me." my thumb swiped across her lips. "Do you trust me?"

I didn't know why I felt so excited and nervous at the same time “Turn around,” he ordered like some dominant alpha. Without uncertainty, I turned around. “Bend over and place your hands on the floor.” He added and like a fool I complied and went on four "That's it, baby, I like it when little Shania is submissive," he whispered as a smirk tugged at the corners of his lips "Now wrap your legs around my waist.” He urged and I wrapped my legs around his waist, holding myself off the floor with my hands, and gripped when I felt his cock poking me.

I begged. When his chuckle rumbled past his lips and vibrated against my pussy, I could wait no longer. “Fuck this,” I moaned, locking my legs around his head and rolling us. I quickly slid down his body until I felt his rock-hard cock at my entrance. “Help me,” I demanded, lifting myself and impaling myself on his cock. “Bossy looks sexy on you. I love submitting to your demands,” he moaned, grabbing my hips and meeting me thrust for glorious thrust.