Submissive Books Novels & Stories

And the rush of the lie felt absolutely incredible to my inner beast. “But enough about my small projects. What brings the high enforcer to the commercial counters, Councilman?” I flipped a few loose strands of dark hair off my shoulder and deliberately placed a soft, lingering hand right against his heavily muscled forearm, hoping the physical touch would force the blood straight out of his brain and down into his trousers. The giant immediately let out a choked cough, his tan neck turning an unmistakable shade of deep red. That was exactly the submissive reaction my wolf was hunting for.

Personal Qualities: The Submissive will not enter into any sexual relations with anyone other than the Dominant. The Submissive will conduct herself respectfully and modestly at all times. She must recognize that her behavior is a direct reflection on the Dominant. She shall be held accountable for any misdeeds, wrongdoings, and misbehavior committed when not in the presence of the Dominant. Failure to comply with any of the above will result in immediate punishment, the nature of which shall be determined by the Dominant.

He can't know anything. Aiden snorts, cold. “Please. I’d have to fuck a girl to feel anything for her. Danika listens. She’s structured. She fits into my schedule at Velmorian.” “You’d take her there?” “Yes,” Aiden replies. “They don’t have submissives. I need one who follows orders.” Miller chuckles darkly. “No man wants a girl with brains, Mr. Abbott. You’ll rot her. A good submissive needs nothing but a body and an empty head. Something to fuck and fill with obedience. You’ll ruin her with books and agency.”

CONTENT: Big cock, passionate sucking, pussy rubbing, jerking off. CHAPTER 1 Sophia, an exhibitionist, enjoyed showing off her body, and this gave her so much excitement. This lifestyle had earned her lots of admirers. Her husband also liked the idea and encouraged her to do whatever her admirers asked her to do. It excited him to see her being led by vicious dominators. Sophia especially liked to submit to Derick, a guy she met on a dating/flirting website.

“I don’t…well…besides reading romance novels with a bit of a domination theme. I realized that type of sexual relationship was what I was looking for.” “Submissive?” She nodded. “Say the word. If you want to be submissive to me, you’ll say it.” “Submissive.” “So if you’re submissive, that makes me…?” “Dominant.” “Exactly. Do you know what it means to be under the rule of a dominant male, Domini?” “No. But I know you’ll teach me. I want you to teach me.”

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