Submissive Male Novels & Stories

Eve spent the entire trip fondling her servant while casually chatting with the driver about road conditions and possible hurricanes. By the time they got home, Trish was aroused and desperate for sex. Eve ordered her to put her hands against the wall and remain in that position, no matter what. Trish would get her orgasm, but she'd have to remain in that submissive posture for her Mistress to oblige her.

“My client would like to review the contract and reassess the situation. She needs more information.” “I’ll give permission to read the fine print. Do it now.” He handed me the tablet; the contract was already up. I began rereading a document that I’d read several times before signing. At the top were two definitions. Dominant: ruling, governing, or controlling; having or exerting authority of influence: dominant in the chain of command. Also, occupying or being in a commanding or elevated position. Submissive: inclined or ready to submit; unresistingly or humbly obedient. Synonyms are tractable, compliant, pliant, amenable, passive, resigned, patient, docile, tame, subdued.

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.

will indicate an approach to the limits of play. **Section Three: Submissive’s pledge** I will do my best to serve Miss Khali Luciano. I will work hard to correct any insecurities or inhibitions that interfere with my capability to serve her. I will grow as a person. I will maintain honest and open communication. My surrender as a submissive is done with the knowledge that nothing asked of me will demean me as a person and in no way diminish my own responsibilities towards making the utmost use of my potential.

“It’s alright, Little One. You have no idea how happy it makes me to see how your body responds to my touch. This delicious little body was made to be mine and mine only. Mine to touch, mine to kiss, and mine to worship until you can no longer walk straight. Once this is all over and I bring you back to our pack, you’ll experience pleasure you’ve never known.” “W-what do you mean?” “Do you know what a Dom is, Little One?” “No,” I whispered. He lowered his voice to the sexiest huskiest tone I’d ever heard before and explained. “I am a Dom, or dominant. You will be my submissive. That means that I like to be in absolute control. When you’re in our bed, you’re to be 100% submissive to me. If yo

"You got it wrong, didn't you, bunny? " Zachary asked, capturing my gaze with the sincerity of his question. "In a Dom/Sub relationship, there is not only a scenario based on beatings, pinching, pins inserted under the skin, or abuse. The Sub does not obey his Gift because he feels inferior or oppressed in some way, on the contrary, the protection and security that his owner offers him is enough to fulfill an order without realizing his origin. This is the part of trust. "I felt the heat slip to the base of my spine when he moved the glass away from my hands, holding them between his calloused and hot palms. I hadn't realized how much the drink had frozen my fingers. "Attractation is what ke

I could tell he was telling that truth, as he was such an eager pervert that he’d have told me his innermost secrets without inhibition. “It doesn’t surprise me that you like things in your ass, slave. You’re very effeminate, naturally. You possess none of the masculine traits that submissive women find attractive, and your tiny, pathetic excuse for a penis repels dominant women like myself.” I said, walking slowly in a circle around him, trying to decide if I wanted to release him from his shackles or not, before I made him squeal for my cock and release his inner whore. “Yes, mistress. You’re right about all of it.” he said, holding his head down in shame.

"I also don't want to know about your past sexu8al exploits unless it pertains to something that is holding you back. I'm a jealous man, Quinn. At least with you. I'm going to guard you zealously. I don't want to think about you with other men. I don't want to see you talking with other men, especially in the club, unless I explicitly say you can." I shivered. Why was a possessive man always so freaking hot? "I understand, Master," I confirmed. Master reached for me, pulled me off of my knees and onto his lap. "I enjoy seeing you on your knees, submitting to me. When I come into a room, always drop to your knees for me." "Of course, Master. Even in a crowd?" I wondered aloud. "Would you like

Tattoos peek from beneath his collar, intricate lines trailing down his neck. The third man leans back, his arm stretched across the sofa, his short, dark hair and intense stare giving him an air of cool control. His shoulders are broad, and his sleeves rolled up, revealing more ink, swirls of black and gray that add to his commanding presence. One of them, the dark-haired man, speaks up first. “Do you know anything about us?” “Not much, no,” I admit, my voice steady. “We’re all dominant. We work together with one submissive, brat, or slave, sometimes even with littles or baby girls,” he explains, his voice calm and low, sending a shiver down my spine.

They showed a qualitative exploration of dominant/submissive roles and relationships, explaining what they are and how they work. The search described dominants as empathic and nurturing, desiring and able to take control, attentive and responsible… a perfect definition of what Damon stood for. While submissives were characterized as willing to give up control and having a desire to please. The girl couldn't help but feel like she was reading her own biography as her eyes continued to scan down the words on the bright screen.