Submissive Journal Prompts Novels & Stories

Unprompted. The world comes to a sudden, jarring halt. The cafeteria freezes around us. Conversations die mid-sentence. Every eye lands on me. Me—kneeling before Aiden. The dominance in the room shifts, surges. I can feel it. Like a thick fog of testosterone and authority pressing in from all sides. A collective breath is held. Doms stare, some confused, others intrigued. Subs freeze mid-step. “Dani—” “Please,” I cut in quickly, my voice trembles, but I don’t stop. “Please take me. I won’t be in your way, I swear.”

As was she, with my permission and a promise to fill me in on all the details. The thought of Anna being with anyone else made me jealous. But it also made me hard as fuck. I’d make her scream my name as she told me stories. I’d give her quests. Mmm I had a lot to talk to Anna about. “Hello handsome, what are you thinking about?” Jess approached me with a whiskey in hand. She’d been one of my first subs, but decided she actually preferred being a dominatrix. We still caught up and would test the boundaries, usually inviting a few other people along to join in. This is just the distraction I needed.

He corrected and I slowly nodded my head in understanding. “A dominant is someone who’s always in control, someone who’s in power, or superior to the other… while a submissive is someone who tends to seek for guidance, control and confidence from the dominant. A submissive is someone who’s ready to put their trust in a dominant, because they know that the dominant wouldn’t ever hurt them or lead them astray.” He paused and I swallowed emptily, all what he had just said was still flying around the inside of my head but I was gradually digesting them all.

"Sami, listen to me. I've been in the lifestyle for 25 years. I understand your need to submit. I get it. I need to dominate as well. I have known you for many years. The stories your Dad has told me to wonder if you were a submissive. Most of the time, submissiveness is not only like that in the bedroom, they have those qualities in other parts of their lives. I had planned on talking to you last night, when I saw you there. But, when I came out of the bathroom and you were just sitting there, I decided to see what you would do. The way you handled yourself when I told you to look at me, showed me that my thoughts were indeed true."

Duties include 24/7 availability, immediate obedience, and complete sexual use at their discretion. My pussy clenches on the word use. A slow, deep throb that makes me shift in my chair and press my knees tighter. I keep reading. The submissive will wear a collar at all times. The submissive will be available for office use during and after business hours. The submissive will be bred and claimed at the discretion of her owners. Bred. The word sits in my stomach like a hot coal. I can feel myself getting wet, not damp, not slightly aroused, wet. The kind of wet that soaks through underwear and makes the fabric cling.

Please, mark me with your piss. I dropped to the floor, my knees pressing into the carpet, my back straight. The position felt right, natural and submissive, my room filled with nothing but the sound of my breathing and the low hum of the laptop. Ronald might be home soon, but I’d keep him waiting outside until I was done here. Dominanttothecore: Keep your mouth open wide. I stand over you, my cock aimed, and a hot stream hits your tongue first.

“Ash, I don’t see this becoming a long-term thing. You know I’m only here for another month or so, then once my business is finished, I go back to New York. And you have your job here. I don’t think either of us wants to complicate things by assuming there’s a future for us.” She nodded. “Of course.” It sounded so reasonable, but she still felt unwanted. “So are you happy about the information you’re getting for your article?” he asked. She pursed her lips. Better to think about that than wallow in her feelings of rejection. She nodded. “But I wanted to do one post with tips on being a Dominant, and one on being a sub, but so much of what you do seems to be a part of who you are. For example

I enjoy his bratty and seductive sides as much as his obedient one, but he does not need to know that, yet. “What are you reading? Is it sexy?” Rhett asks. “You are not seducing me, Rhett. I apologize for last night and I need you to be a good boy and get some rest, now,” I say, firmly. “I’m not tired. Can I sit in my submissive pose for you, master?” I suck in a deep breath and my eyes flicker over my beautiful boy before I reply. “Yes. You may do so anytime you feel the need, not only when I order you to. It will become comforting and soothing to you and I would very much like to see you practice it often.”

I'll add more warnings if need be as the book develops. The characters and settings are Nigerian and I understand there are words and terms you won't understand if you're not Nigerian, so please feel free to leave an inline comment asking what I mean. I'm almost always active so I'd reply ASAP. I hope you give this book a lot of love and support. It would mean a lot to me. Thanks for choosing Subdued!

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