Submissive Female Stories Novels & Stories

“Why don’t you ask us some questions? It might put your mind at ease.” “Yeah, okay.” Jade took a sip of her drink. “Why are you naked?” “Because master Brady requires me to be.” She replied. “So he forces you to be?” “Dear God, no!” Joanne laughed. “My master never forces me to do anything. I give him my service to make him happy. If he requires me naked, then I am naked for him.” “Being a submissive is about giving yourself to someone.” Destiny added in. “We do everything we can to please our dominant. But if it is something we are unwilling to do, they respect that.”

I ask her. She nods. “Say it honey, I need you to say it with your mouth” I tell her. “Yes, Mistress,” she says firmly. “I'm here to be your submissive.” “And what is a submissive??” I drawl. “A submissive is an owned girl, property of a dominant,” she replies. “Good girl,” I smirk. “Now, what does a submissive do?” “To serve their masters or mistress,” she replies with no hesitation. “Good girl!” Then I touch her ass softly, causing her to inhale sharply as my nails scratch her skin.

She hadn’t been acting when she had said that it was disgusting and that she wasn’t going to do it, in fact, she had been adamant that she wasn’t about to put her face anywhere near the sticky mess. Then when Damon took over and pushed her face down, she became the submissive slut that she was. Licking the slimy mess was turning out to be a real turn on for Julia, and suddenly the idea of another orgasm sounded wonderful. “Oh my God that feels incredible,” Bree hissed as Julia enthusiastically licked her ass crack. “No one’s ever done that to me before.” She pursed her lips and began humping her hips up and down as her friend’s tongue moved closer to her puckered asshole.

) and Sophia Martinez ("Submissive" TERMS: Submissive agrees to seven consecutive days (168 hours) of complete sexual availability to Dominant Upon completion, Submissive's debt of $150,000 is cleared entirely, documented, legally binding Submissive may terminate arrangement at any time using safeword "RED", which reverts to standard payment options Submissive consents to: rough sex, all holes, multiple partners if Dominant chooses, degradation, objectification, BDSM elements, recording for Dominant's private use Hard limits: no permanent damage, no scat, no minors, no animals

Victoria said, voice low and dangerous. “You listened to him say how much wetter you are than me. Now you’re going to make it right.” Laura’s breath caught while her eyes dropped submissively, the air between them crackled with tension, guilt, attraction, and years of buried desire exploding all at once. “Get on your knees,” Victoria ordered. Laura knelt down without hesitation, looking up with teary, hungry eyes, Victoria raised up her skirt and pulled her lace panties aside, revealing her already wet pussy.

I squirmed around, desperate for a release, but the cuffs held tight. “Please,” I cooed, tears stinging my eyes. Marcus held his cold gaze, shaking his head. “Not until I say so pet.” The woman withdrew her fingers from me, leaving my pussy empty and soaking wet. She licked her fingers, her eyes locked on mine. “Delicious.” My legs shuddered. “Again,” Marcus commanded. The woman grinned, shoving her fingers back in without warning. I threw my head back, each thrust sending hot flares of pleasure all over my body. She tugged at the nipple clamped as the rhythm of her fingers got faster.

I did the same to her, my fingers slipping through her folds, gathering the slickness there, circling her clit with light pressure. We stayed like that for a long time, touching and kissing, occasionally sliding a finger or two inside each other just to feel the soft heat and the way the other woman’s breath would catch. Eventually the touches grew more purposeful again. She rolled onto her back and pulled me over her so that our legs scissored together, our centers pressed close. We ground against each other slowly at first, then with more urgency as the friction built. The wet sounds of our bodies moving together filled the room. Her hands gripped my ass, pulling me tighter against her. Mi

I bet that pussy would feel forbidden. Her lips part, stained red, pupils wide, and I know exactly what she’s waiting for—whatever I tell her to do. There’s a look in her eyes, something deep and submissive, that tells me she’s in her space, her sub space. She’ll take every command I give her without hesitation. Every spanking, every demand, no matter how extreme.

she asked her then she nodded to her approval. The woman cannot believe that she is not lying at all. The face of the young lady is so delicate and one of a kind. “Your skin is so soft; let me fix it for you as I will make you more alluring to the eyes of your husband.” “Ehh—“ “Do you know, I am like you before… I am one of the forced submissive of Jostein De Vere.” The young lady Monteverde cannot find the words to say to her as she is not lying when looking straight to her eyes.

Imagine, this woman in my bed, me on top of her, underneath me, her legs, entwined with mine, in this situation, I am very submissive, I last longer than I think I would. - Do you have any contraceptives? – I ask as I ride, in my scream, in her moans, in the slaps of skin against skin, in my balls hitting her hot ass. My penis going in and out of that tight pussy, she is fast, feral, a little tigress, who uses me as she wants, but I am far from keeping up with her, I am still recovering.