Novel & Cerita Submissive Male Stories

Then he yanked out the butt plug, and as the essence of her desire slipped down her thighs, he sheathed himself with a condom and slammed into her ass. *** Fuck. Mikhail fucked her like an animal. Ruthlessly. Cruelly. He yanked at the chains that held her hands captive, and pulled at the collar around her neck, sending a message across as he fucked her in front of an image of her on her knees, She was a property to him. "Such a fucking tight hole." There was no kiss, no caressing touch on her skin, no whispers in the dark. This was exactly what he had intended for it to be,

Wouldn’t it be fun to have this super stud here do that while I filled his head with all sorts of lewd things about me? Oh, fuck! The thought of that was making me so wet. “Lesson one, Tory.” I purred at the stud. “Worshipping the woman of your dreams -are you ready?” “I am always ready, An-Gel-Aa.” His green eyes glittered and he grinned. “Great!” I clapped my hands. “The first lesson is what every man on Earth does until he meets his first woman – and that it jerking off to the anticipation of that moment. I’m going to teach you how to jerk-off while you fantasize about

It is crazy,, a punishing, dirty sound that makes my bare breasts swing wildly beneath my chest. At the same time, Damian pushes his cock deep into my throat, again, forcing me to swallow him, to choke on his size while Mateo drills me from behind. It’s literally ke he’s obsessed with being in my mouth. I am completely pinned, completely dominated by their high demands. My mind entirely gives up. Any lingering trace of my old life, my old name, is completely burned away in the heat of this bedroom. I am a slut for them. I am their toy.

"It's unfortunate, you would have been really useful. You're kind of cute too." As he began walking away, Nate felt as if ever single of his steps were signing his death warrant. Time had slowed down exponentially, feeling as if every single second felt like an hour as his mind raced with thoughts of what Dante had wanted and how he could have been useful. He had no idea why he had to tease him or act as if he was going to stab him, and the worse was that Dante had began undressing himself. It was only then that Nate finally connected the dots, gasping when he realized what Dante had been begging to receive. "You're..." he gulped, his eyes widening as he saw Dante's firm fingers reached onto

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.

Josh spoke in a hushed tone, "Dude, your mate is scary as fuck." "I second that emotion." The response had come from Jax, who was walking towards us with a nodding Fin. They took up the seat next to Josh, Jax sitting on Fin's lap. Fin wrapped his hand around Jax's waist as he spoke, "First, he beats Nico, then he causes his Beta to submit. Now he's curled up in your lap. He's definitely not your normal sub. In fact, if I didn't see the way he acted around you, I don't think I'd consider him a sub at all. I'd rather not get on his bad side."

I had hoped that love could overcome ambition. That weekend, Sienna came to Marcus's apartment, and they didn't leave bed for most of the day. It was a marathon of sex and conversation, of exploration and discovery. She showed him exactly how much pressure she liked on her clit while he was inside her. He discovered that if he held her hair tight while she went down on him, she came from that alone, the submission and control mixing into something intoxicating. They talked between sessions, lying tangled together in his sheets. "Tell me about her," Sienna said, her fingers drawing patterns on his chest. "The ex-fiancée."

"Specifically." Sebastian's eyes heated. "I'm a dominant. I enjoy control, both in and out of the bedroom. I want someone who can submit to that control, who finds pleasure in obedience. I want someone responsive, eager to please, willing to be trained." "Trained." The word stuck in Kai's throat.

A painful bulge grew slowly between his thighs, followed by a pooling drool as his cock oozed precum even without being fully aroused. The client lowered himself to Jace’s level, his lips slightly brushing his earlobe while his hot breath hovered above a certain spot on his neck, slowly entrancing Jace. “You know…” he began, his voice deep and gravelly with sin and raw desire. “It’s the first time you’ve looked this long.” Then, he nibbled on his earlobe, blowing hot air into it as his firm grip held Jace in place. Jace’s cock twitched uncomfortably in his pants, his head turning light as the client threatened to drown him in pleasure.

It was not the usual flirting or slow burn office tension, it was something deeper… darker! “A submissive is not powerless,” Maxwell said calmly. “A good dominant understands responsibility before control.” The way he spoke about it made it obvious this wasn’t fantasy to him. This was experience. A practice… lifestyle even. And for some reason that realization sent a dangerous thrill through me, blood spiraling straight to my cock which of course didn't go unnoticed by him… again. “Curious?” he asked softly after a brief pause. I should’ve lied instead, I rasped out a breathy, “yes.”