Submissive Journal Prompts Novels & Stories

I had written this. I had written this exact moment in chapter after chapter—Grey Writes had described the sudden, uncontrollable throb, the rush of slick heat, the way a woman’s body betrayed her before her mind could catch up. I’d typed scene after filthy scene about a submissive girl standing perfectly still while a dominant man circled her and spoke low in her ear, and my readers had left comments telling me it felt so real they were ruined for real life. I had been writing from imagination. Until right now.

I just don’t want to, and as I am, I want to focus only on my passion. And yes! that jerk and damn Kade who tried to raped me before when I was in college was the reason why I am fearful of having an interest in any man-to entering into a so-called relationship. Ugh! What damn trash thoughts! Throwing out my thoughts. "W-what is it?" I wondered. "If you don't mind, can I have dinner with you?" Holy crap! He wants me to have dinner with him? I sighed first before I let out a word. "I cannot promise.." I said straight on his face.

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.

Kai's fingers gently lifted my chin, our eyes locking in an intimate exchange. "You need to understand a few basic things," he began. "Are you familiar with the roles of a Dom and a submissive?" I shook my head in negation. "The Dom is the one who administers pleasure to the submissive, who's usually driven by their wild fantasies. The submissive has a safe word, which, when used, signals the Dom to stop the act if it becomes overwhelming." "And what should my safe word be?" I asked. "It should be something you dislike. For example, if you hate going to the beach, 'beach' could be your safe word," Kai suggested. I nodded, affirming his explanation.

Two people fighting for both domination and submission. The lyrics have never really appealed to me until right in this very minute. Isn't submission an outlet? A way of forgetting your worries? Your fears? Your responsibilities? Your everyday life? Would being submissive help me move on from my hell? Could I be submissive? Was I ever a submissive woman? "I love the way you look at me, I love the way you smack my ass, I love the dirty things you do, I have control of you.." Butterflies swarm my belly as I sing the words..

Without warning, I darted to her, closing the space in between us with one step and grabbed her neck. “Okay, wait.” She blurted quickly, scrambling to her knees without question, her eyes following my every move. “Now go on.” I ordered simply, not wanting to stay further in close proximity with her. She nodded obediently. I told her, I will make her the obedient of dogs. 6. No .. No orgasm without asking for permission from the Dominant/ Master. 7. Never hesitate to perform a task, any hesitation will result in punishment. 8. The Submissive must always be prepared to display herself e.g panties, ass, boobs and privates.

“This is so embarrassing. But yes. Positions. Ways to be more… submissive or adventurous. Things that might make him feel completely in control again. I want to please him, Sof. I want him to stop doubting that I’m all in.” She sipped her latte, eyes sparkling with mischief. “Alright, real talk. First, ride him slow. Like, painfully slow. Keep eye contact the whole time. Tell him how much you need his cock, how only he can make you feel like this. Guys eat that shit up.” I nodded, cheeks flaming. “Okay… that sounds doable.”

With that, he leaves the room, leaving me alone with the weight of this commitment and the deafening silence as my only company. I grasp the sheet with a trembling hand. My eyes scan the questions. This is not just a simple form. It is a map of my soul, an autopsy of my fears and fantasies. Each question is a mirror held up to parts of myself that I have always hidden. EVALUATION & COMMITMENT DOCUMENT - NEOPHYTE SUBMISSIVE Instructions: Check the box or boxes that most accurately reflect your inner truth. 1. Regarding submission: · I mainly seek an intense and structured erotic experience.

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

He was barely ready to reach section nine. There is a snapshot of tranquility, not a stillness, as I can hear the murmurs of different sub-studies in the library anyway, however the serenity of the weather and the absence of boisterous commotions prepare me to listen to my own inner breaths and exhalations clearly before Mason speaks once more: —Imagine a scenario where you use your partnership with Angel? "Wolves don't get sick or anything, right? So maybe using the association with him could help you finish flipping through the book, no headaches or drunkenness or anything, right?"