Submissive Books Novels & Stories

My thumb scrolled down again, this time, my spirit tugged me towards a section labelled; correction. My breath hitched. ‘The submissive is expected to obey the dominant in all things without question. She is to procure the services of a gynaecologist of the Dominant’s choice every three months for contraceptives. The submissive shall be punished with any or more of these things once the dominant sees her actions as requiring such treatment…. Does the submissive consent to the use of;

Just the pictures alone made more juices flow from her pussy and her nipples harden to points, pressing against the soft fabric of the t-shirt. "Are you a dominant or submissive?" read the headline on the home page. "Explore your hidden feelings," the message encouraged her. "Read the messages from people who embraced the lifestyle. See what works for you. You could be missing out on complete sexual fulfillment." Her eyes widened at the pictures of women on their knees, hands bound behind their backs, large cocks filling their mouths. Wearing collars of all kinds-leather, thin metal, some studded with jewels-as they knelt at the feet of their master, narrow metal clamps tightened on their ni

She slowly got up with trembling legs as I had stopped when she was just a few seconds away from having an orgasm. “Sit down” I said to Vivian and she quickly got on my lap. Her white shirt was already off and her big fair boobs and her hardened pink nipples were exposed. These two beautiful mountains have filled my imaginations and dreams for the past few months. I slowly buried my head in the valley between the two mountains and ran my tongue along it. “Ahhhmmm” she moaned as I pinched one of her nipples while my face was still buried in between her boobs. “Eat her pussy” I commanded Camila and she quickly got in between her legs and buried her mouth in her wet pussy.

“Look at you. My perfect baby girl, naked and waiting for her Daddy exactly as she was told. So obedient. So ready to learn how Daddy really likes to fuck.” He opened the bag and pulled out several items: soft black rope, leather cuffs, a blindfold, and a thick leather belt. My heart raced faster at the sight. “From now on, sweetheart,” he said as he climbed onto the bed behind me, “when we are in this room, you are not just my daughter. You are my submissive little fucktoy. My personal cumslut. Daddy is going to show you exactly how he wants sex. Rough. Controlling. Deep. And you are going to take every single thing I give you. Understand?”

’ she repeated, this time tugging none too gently at his ear. He squirmed again, relishing her harsh words, revelling in her superiority. “Yes! Yes, I'll do anything you say. Anything.’ She moved again. Standing in front of him now, she looked at him with disgust. ‘Stand up!’ she barked. He obeyed. ‘Strip!’ Frantically, he began removing his clothes, revealing white, flabby skin and too much flesh. ‘Stay there,’ she commanded. Quickly, she moved to the bedroom and to the cupboard in the corner. Sebastian had shown her the contents of that cupboard. He had even had to explain to her the purpose of some of them. Inside was a plethora of equipment catering for every type of sado-masochism, ever

'You can just ask and I'll gladly help,' He said, hinting towards the book. 'Okay fine. What page is that?' I asked helplessly. Adam came towards me and sat close to me. He opened the book right to the middle and gave it to me. The title read 'The Dom and the Sub'. 'Who is the Dom and who is the Sub?' I asked curiously.

Her scent lingers in the air, but it does nothing to soothe the fire in my veins. Her words echo in my skull, each one a dagger lodged in my pride. "You’ll have to submit to me." I shake my head, forcing out a bitter laugh. It’s ridiculous. Impossible. I am an Alpha. Alphas do not submit. And yet… The bond is stronger than pride. And right now, it’s pulling me toward a truth I don’t want to face. That maybe, just maybe… I’m the one who needs to bend.

" I told her. She was quiet until I heard her getting in her pant pocket. I heard the ding of the keys. She put the keys in her hand in front of my face. I saw the keys dangling back and forth. I grabbed them out of her hand. I put them up to her door. I got the key to unlock her door. We walked in the front door. I turned around, closed the door, and locked it. I walked across the room. I saw a lot of books on her bed. I looked around I saw a lot of beds, as we have over at the football camp. They like to have twelve bunk beds, but we have fifteen bunk beds. I didn’t have to look for her bed; I already knew where she was. I saw a pink and red blanket that has books on it. But one book stuck

And least he knew, I was far from decency. Yes, he was right about some things—and that should be, being into books and never done it with anyone in the school before except with him which happened today and I'm already regretting it. But my body didn't seem to regret it though, as my thighs already got soaked with the wetness from my pvssy. I wished to drag him to a corner and begin f*cking him now. My body was acting out of control now and I suddenly grabbed his collar and jammed my lips against his. He seemed not to be able to resist me as he gave in instantly. We sucked on each other's lips for a few minutes, then slowly we came to a halt.

Kai’s POV I looked at Ren, still flushed from everything that had just happened, the information he seemed to still be absorbing. “So next, I’ll give you the book. It’s called 'The Submissive’s Path: 30 Fundamentals of BDSM.' After reading through the foundations, you’ll get a contract to review. Within this 15-day period, I’ll take note of your interest through our conversations, your body, and verbal responses. You can confirm them in the contract before signing. How’s that sound?”