Submissive Husband Stories Novels & Stories

"But as your husband, I want a more detailed story about my wife's past story. If you don't mind, will you tell me everything. All the details of your past that I don't know about at all?” Hah? Why did Kane suddenly turn cuter like this? It was strange hearing him speak like that. Usually he just spoke in a cold and flat tone of voice. Or worst of all, he didn't respond to my words at all and just walked away. "Are you sure you want to hear it? This is not a simple childhood story and also has a happy ending. The story of my childhood experiences is more complex than a Cinderella fairy tale or other bedtime stories, and also… this story doesn't have a happy ending at all.”

I ran my hands over every muscle of his chest, and when I kissed his neck, he sighed, bringing his hands to the hem of the thin-strapped floral dress I was wearing, and soon, it too was on the floor. I had my eyes closed, and when I opened them, it wasn’t my husband I saw. I saw the look of desire in Jayden’s eyes, his slightly parted pink lips, the mischievous face he made when he whispered dirty things in my ear, and only then could I surrender. I bit my lips so hard that I felt blood on them, trying not to call out Jayden’s name while making love to my husband. When it was over, I felt empty, realizing that I would never again be satisfied in the arms of any other man but Jayden.

Smut warning⚠️ ✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧ DOMINIC Morning comes again, and I wake up next to my beautiful wife, my love, and finally, she becomes my submissive too. I don't expect how open-minded she is about this. If I knew she would be this open, I would ask her to become my submissive after we married, but everything in this life has a destiny.

No respite could be found from the relentless tears that streamed down her face, a reflection of the overwhelming pain that consumed her. The man she had called her husband, the one she had invested her love and loyalty in, stood revealed as a cold-blooded murderer and a consummate liar. The realization struck her like a thunderbolt, intensifying the ache in her heart. It became painfully evident that his affections were merely a facade, a charade performed under duress. Riya, in her naivety, had failed to see the truth behind his empty promises and hollow declarations. She was nothing more than an obligation, a pawn in a twisted game, and her husband's actions had rendered their marriage de

My sweat was falling to his chest, and he sucked my breast and played with it with his hot, wet tongue. His powerful arms grasp my hand hard to prevent me from fleeing, but I am so weary; how can I escape from him? Ultimately, he will tell everyone that he is my husband. When I told everyone that I was fucked against my consent, no one would believe my story because Sebastian was hot and handsome, as with his desirable smoking appearance, no one could resist him but me! I give up after every thrust he makes and allow him to do whatever he wants until I collapse on his arms and fall asleep.

"Listen to me. For five years, I've been looking for you everywhere. I put in a lot of effort, money, and thought just to meet you. I even lowered my pride and almost went crazy asking a disabled man like you to be my husband. So, shut up and do what I say." Deric pulled the corners of his lips upwards. When he turned to his three brothers, he received an unusual look of hatred. "Very well, Miss. But I'll do it if you'll accept the conditions I put forward."

They slide down our bodies, hands roaming and he covers me in passionate kisses. We make love on the couch in the living room. After that, we take a hot shower together and we lie, wrapped in a warm blanket. The dawn is breaking and we talk about before, the time we missed spending together. I tell him everything about Conor, too. “It was never a real marriage. But he made sure everyone believed it. I started asking him for a divorce as soon as I had more money. And then he began refusing. “ I rest my head against Dominic’s chest and feel his muscles shift as I say this.

My voice quivered at the end, "Who said I'll break your heart, sunshine?" "I have seen my dad, Ajax. He never was settled on one woman. He cheated on my mom multiple times. Mom never argue back. She told me that it's common. It's how we women in Cosa nostra are grew. Our husbands will cheat on us and we still need to warm up their beds." His hands cupped my cheeks and he tilted my chin up, "I'll ask you one question and please answer it truthfully." I nodded. "Do you like me?" My heart fluttered at that. Do I like him? His caring towards me. The way he protects me, saves me, listens to all my demand. I never saw any man in Cosa nostra do this for his wife.

Instead, I heard soft, intimate sounds coming from the master bedroom. Even right under his wife's nose, they were chasing their thrill to the very end.

I do anything for money and I could beat people off too. When Ethan told me about the reason for the rumors going in about him, I pitied him and had to abort the plan I had about leaving him "I am not bad as you think, all I want is a submissive and obedient wife and you can take anything you as long as you remain submissive and don't bother yourself with my personal business" he had said to me on our wedding night. Every night we eat together and watch TV together like normal couple would, we don't have casual talks and I always welcome him home like a wife would.