Soft Dom Kink Novels & Stories

Having an audience makes things more exciting and is so hot. A month has passed since Derrick, and I started contacting other kinksters on the BDSM forum sites in Lubbock. Instead of appearing at the local underground BDSM club, an older couple, Cooper and Daniel, invited us to their place. They and another couple, Tracey and Cassidy, introduced Derrick and me to a wide range of toys and bondage equipment.

Foreplay was over as soon as that condom was properly rolled down his dick. I liked that he let me be on top, playing into my need for control. I can’t help it. I’m a D’Amore. We are born Doms. Not the first time and won’t be the last that I ride his cock like this, but unlike any time before this, everything felt more intense. Each roll of my hips and thrust of his cock lit me up. I could see the purple aura of my magic surrounding us.

A thrill shoots through me when he tightens the first one. The men I invite into my bedroom will pull my hair and boss me around. They are not true dominants and can barely call themselves a top. Damian breathes dominance and he knows all the little ways to increase the tension of a scene. The California kink community is close knit. I earned my living as an edgy Domme who's good with a whip. Publically seeking out a dominant to get me off wasn't something I was willing to risk. My mystique was half the allure and I needed every lousy dime Johnny Ford paid me.

Her beautiful face held a punishing expression. On her Dominatrix website, she shared links and discussions about the BDSM lifestyle. She advertised services that included BDSM, or Bondage, Discipline and Dominance, Submission and Sadomasochism. Her articles posted links to safe-sex websites—SSC, or Safe, Sane, and Consensual, and RACK, Risk Aware Consensual Kink—promoting consensus between partners in BDSM.

Jun bit his plump lip nervously, head down and cheeks pink. "I'm talking about you being a masochist," Namgyu whispered and Jun closed his eyes in embarrassment. "It isn't normal-" "Yes, it is Kim Seokjun." Namgyu interrupted sternly, raising Jin's chin so the latter would look at him. "It's okay to be a masochist. It's normal to have kinks. It is completely okay and almost everyone has kinks. Some people are in a purely BDSM relationship with other people. Just that and nothing more. It's okay, it exists and happens."

How can I make her understand what is going on? Luckily or better to say to my surprise her friend steps in. " Honey it's BSDM, it's a play of dominance and submission. And yes there are extremes that hurt like a bitch, but the most times it's a hot prickling sensation that makes you wet and fucking horny! It's not as bad as it seems, trust me and besides the sex is better and more exiting that way" she explains with a wink. " You knew what this club is?" I ask Nancy.

Well, she knew she wasn't going to want to for a long time until she satisfied herself. Self Bondage was her new kink. She reclined, enjoying the feeling of being laced up just as the vibrator kicked into its second intensity level. Higher and higher, It crept over the next half hour, before dropping back down to the lowest level and starting the process all over. The front door slammed. Veronica's entire body jolted, hard, as her heart kicked into high gear. "Veronica." called a familiar voice. That person was none other than Dominic Clint.

D/S: Dominance (the partner in control during activities) and Submission (the partner who willingly surrenders control and follows the dominant partner's lead). S/M: Sadomasochism (the use of pain or humiliation for pleasure, including giving or receiving such experiences). Bondage and Discipline was where I would be the submissive since it aligned with my interests. Sadomasochism was where Adam would be the submissive, which he sounded very eager for.

“Hello, Dom. I came across your profile and was really drawn to what you had written. I’d love to chat and see if we click, and if our kinks and interests line up. Looking forward to your reply.” I hit send, leaned back against my pillows, and let out short, shaky breaths. The site showed him online, the green dot glowing but that meant nothing. He could be chatting with ten other subs right now, or he could glance at my profile, see my list of kinks, bondage, spanking, humiliation, anal play and decide I wasn’t worth his time. My luck with Doms had always been shitty, always ending with me frustrated, jerking off alone when they bailed or couldn’t deliver the dominance I craved.

Still, the stretch made Elias moan loudly. “Ahh…! Mmmh…! Fuck… you’re so big…” Damien kept pushing until he was buried to the hilt. Elias’s mouth fell open in a broken sound. “Unngh…! It’s… it’s all the way in…” Damien didn’t give him time to adjust. He pulled back and thrust in hard. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the kitchen immediately. Elias’s soft ass rippled with every brutal impact. The oversized t-shirt bunched up around his waist as Damien fucked him deep and rough against the counter.