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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.

But instead of working, I had my skirt rucked up around my waist, legs spread wide under my desk, and two fingers buried deep inside my soaked pussy. The video on my screen was paused on the most dangerous frame: a tall, elegant woman in a crisp black suit, very much like Victoria, had her much younger submissive bent over a glass desk. The dominant’s hand was fisted in the girl’s hair, strap-on buried to the hilt in her dripping cunt, the submissive’s mouth open in a silent scream of pleasure.

He was doing this on purpose. My moans turned desperate and broken. “I'll sign”, I gasped in a hoarse voice, finally. “Just let me come—please—”. He slowed, grinding deep while he continued rubbing lazy circles on my clit now. “Say it clearly”. He said in a low and dark voice. “I'll sign the contract”, I repeated, tears pricking my eyes from the denied release. “I'll be your submissive for six months”. He rewarded me by rubbing my clit again, harder and faster, until the orgasm crashed through me so violently my knees buckled.

I cried out He climbed on top of me as he kissed me forcefully "Get off me you moron!! I yelled biting his lips A sharp pain ran down my body as I realized he had forced himself on me That's all he know! Raping a woman! "Plead with me mistress and I will spare you" he says smirking as he increases his pace I closed my eyes as I tried to think of my past life! My once happy life How did I ended up as a mistress to the beast? *You just have to SUBMISS to him,,Anyway its really unbelievable you were the first one he weds to, you parents must have owned him a lot"* I recalled those words as tears flow down freely

"You know I can't-" "Then how can you expect the same of me?" I argued. "Because I'm female? Because women are known as the epitome of sacrifice and compromise?" I tried to calm down to prevent further strain on my shoulders, but I couldn't. Looks like some beliefs never change. "I've worked very hard bringing this pack together. I hadn't wanted this at first, I was happy as a lone wolf...but then people started following me, trusting me, depending on me...and I couldn't turn my back on them. I'm dependent of them as much as they're dependent of me." I urged him to understand. "I created my own pack, Rhys. And I'm staying with them. You wanted the whole truth...this is it. I’m not going to s

it was something to behold. "Letting you entice me into using you so you can get off is greedy, not submissive. I know you're new to this, but that's not how it works. A submissive does what she's told. She doesn't argue. She puts the wants and needs of her master first, and her own second. Or maybe third." "I sucked your dick! I let you spank me!" "And you came from both of those," I countered. Candy gasped. "You got off from sucking Canon's cock?" Her nipples were visible through her dress now. Their location was even more noticeable when she started twisting them through the thin red fabric.

Bringing my face close to his, I whispered," I want you to be forceful with me. Show me mercy only that way I'll love you more. Only that I'll be satisfied..." I subconsciously confessed my dark fantasies. The fantasies of being used as sex slaves, the fantasies of being ordered around. I have always preferred to be submissive in bed and want a very dominant, aggressive Alpha male to fuck me. After hearing my desperate words, Rubex whispered," What if I hurt you in that process? Will you forgive me?" " Yes, I will." After hearing my reply,he abruptly locked his lips with mine. His hands explored under my skirt. Palming his large hand on my panty, he stroked my p***y's lips with his thumb.

In the past, my age gap stories have always been about Dominating older male and submissive younger female. With this book, I wanted to do the opposite of that: I wanted to see if I could engage readers in a story that challenges this popular trope. I thought it'd be fun to make the man the submissive. I usually enjoy stories like that. And I know many readers would love to see a silver fox on his knees! This book is for all my female Doms and submissive males! Here, you'll find a sassy, obsessive, jealous male sub and a selfish morally grey female Dom.

Inside, the room was a chaotic storm of tangled white sheets and hungry, naked bodies. My eyes drifted down. The unmistakable, heavy print of Damon’s hardness outlined his trousers. It caught Holly’s attention too. She reached down, rubbing her palm over the rigid length as their kiss deepened, their tongues entwining fiercely. She quickly swallowed the last lick os spilled wine, then dropped heavily to her knees in front of him. And then, she did the hottest thing imaginable. Holly turned her head back to look at me, her eyes dark with submission and lust. “Can I fill my small, lonely mouth with your husband’s cock?”

"She would have been an ideal candidate for this program, which I admit to be inspired by her. It was her determination to become submissive, her determination to return to Master, damn the consequences that showed me how deeply these submissive tendencies run in some people. As for taking her with me, that would happen only if this proposal is adopted, and if the group felt I was a suitable candidate to lead this endeavor, and of course with their permission. I will say she'd be an invaluable training tool." "Devon, humor me, justify that." Dominique said. "Imagine showing a prospective client the wonderful Slave Jeannette. A woman who can discuss current events, once we tell her to watch t