Submissive Journal Prompts Novels & Stories

"And the . . . the scenes? Like what you did for me during my panic attack?" "One way to channel the need. To satisfy both wolf and human through controlled dominance and willing submission." His eyes lock onto mine. "But only with explicit consent. Only with clear boundaries." "And you need this? Regularly?" "Yes." No hesitation. No shame. Just truth. “Have-,” I look away, embarrassed but wanting to ask all the same. “Have there been many others? Submissives, I mean.” “Brynlee,” He says my name like he’s in pain, “Do you really need me to answer that?”

“Which ones?” She scrolls through the screen in front of her. “Let’s see… New submissive. Testing the waters. Possible triggers. Dark past. Unsure if interested. Just in the bedroom.” I blink. “Which list’s the shortest?” She scans the screen and then hits print. “Here you go,” she says, handing me the papers. “And a pen.” “Appreciate it.”

“Do you know what dominants and submissives are?” “Not really, sir.” “I am dominant. It means that I like to dominate my partners. To tell them what they can and can’t do. Tell them how to do things and so on and to punish them when they disobey. I have never had a steady relationship with this kind of power exchange because I have never met one I want that with. I have had contracted submissives, but those have only been in the controlled environment of the club I am a member of.” I pause to let this information land in her mind. Her eyes fall to her hands on my chest and her brows are furrowed in concentration as she contemplates this new information.

I frown, turn from the bar when Travis begins serving other customers, and look out at the large room in front of me. Her little essay on her imaginative exploration of dominance and submission’s got me hard as a fucking rock. I need to read what she’s written, see for myself what dark fantasies lurk in her beautiful, depraved mind. What kink’s her flavor. When I got to the ‘daddy’ part I about dropped my phone. I haven’t had a baby girl since my last submissive left the country and I didn’t realize how badly I craved it until I read it here, in this little wicked essay. She ought to be punished for putting something so bold out there like that.

“Observe. Endure. Respond. Awareness and submission are tethered. Every inch is claimed. Every breath belongs to us.” I knelt trembling. My chest heaved. The pain from their grips pulsed through my body in slow, burning waves, mixing with the slick heat and the overwhelming sense of submission. Slick still warmed my skin in glistening trails. The fire burned low, shadows stretching across the den. I had endured every test. I had responded fully. I had allowed their attention to press me deeper into submission. Every inch of my body, every pulse, every breath belonged entirely to them.

Journalistic integrity and all that. “What you’re saying…it sounds selfish and mean-spirited, to expose someone without regard for their feelings.” “It might look that way on the surface.” “What do you mean, on the surface?” “Like I told you online, one of the jobs of a good dominant is to see inside the soul of his submissive and grant her every pleasure she desires. Many submissives aren’t aware of their most secret desires.” He turned to face her, his chocolate eyes piercing, direct. “Or find them shameful, so they refuse to admit to them.”

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The Submissive agrees to be open to this guidance, while maintaining their personal integrity and emotional well-being. Clause 8: Role Play and Exploration The Submissive agrees to explore various forms of role-play and power dynamics within their relationship, as long as it adheres to the agreed-upon rules and boundaries. Both parties agree to maintain open communication about any role-play scenarios, ensuring mutual satisfaction and consent. Clause 9: Discretion and Privacy Both parties agree to respect the privacy and confidentiality of their relationship. Any activities, discussions, or experiences outside of the relationship should not be shared with others without mutual consent. This

Her mouth was dry, and her fingers kept twitching—toward her laptop, toward her phone, toward her mask. But she didn’t want to dominate. Not tonight. She wanted to understand. So she reached under her bed and pulled out the black velvet-wrapped journal—The Mistress Bible, she once called it. Pages of rules, philosophies, scene breakdowns, subs who begged, and subs who disappointed. And scattered between them? Letters to herself. Secrets only Domica ever read. She opened to a blank page. Her pen hovered. And then it poured. I don’t know who I am tonight.

This fresh sensation heating up hotly even without the effect of alcohol was not bad. “You don't sing a song.” “Because today reason still remains.” LF fell into thought for a moment, looking at the smooth skin of Hyo-jin who was laughing fully. “Is there anything you want to have?” Unlike other women who had many things they wished for, this woman who was faithful merely to the current pleasure was interesting. He asked impulsively, thrusting his waist deeply up. Tightly holding her chest, he slowed down the speed of his lower body, teasing her anxiety.