Submissive Mom Novels & Stories

I kept her image in mind while I hooked up with them. I thought getting Andrea to be my submissive would make me get tired of her. I have never made someone my submissive for that long,they had never lasted more than one week. But Andrea,I couldn't get tired of her, everything about her still feels fresh. I had never felt that way with someone,well except for one person which I would never ever want to talk about. The launching of my company came,I never really thought I could go.. I have to keep my distance but then, I'm the CEO, why can't I go ? Because of a woman? I had sworn never to let any women fucking make me weak!

"You didn't care that Julia was suffering from severe heatstroke. You didn't believe it when a student reported her condition to you. You even stopped Mr. Hodge when he was trying to save her! So you're afraid that people might accuse you of playing favorites, huh?" Dad slowly stepped closer to Mom. "Congratulations. You made it. No one will dare accuse you of playing favorites now. "Everyone in this world now knows that you, Monica Campbell, are the strictest and most impartial woman alive—and you achieved that by sacrificing your daughter's life. How the hell are you even fit to be called a mother?" He practically shouted at the last few words. Mom's knees buckled, and her body slid right

her mum said in an excited tone. Arlene turned the volume up to the loudest and they kept up with their mini karaoke which was pretty much loud, because people on the road started to look at them. But then none of them cared, to Arlene her mum was a vibe and not like the regular southingham mothers who were boring and lame. These were the moments she lived for, there was never a dull moment with her mum even though they had little cat fights, but it was normal with females. “Do you think dad would be back from work by now?” Arlene asked her mum who was still caught up in the blues of the music playing.

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.

“Mom, you don’t need to be so humble! “You raised me all these years. I’d be an ungrateful daughter if I allowed an outsider to offend you! “Between getting married and doing what’s right, which one do you think is more important to me?” Emerald’s heart skipped a beat, but she could not force a smile.

It was never her fault. "If I hadn't handled her funeral, she would've started decomposing by the time you came back! Mom has been very good to me all these years, so no matter how dissatisfied I am with you, I definitely wouldn't extend that grudge to her. That's why I immediately settled her funeral affairs instead of waiting for you! "If you suspect that I did something dirty, you're more than welcome to report me to the police. And if they find out that I really did do something, I won't even blink if they decide to execute me! You can go right ahead!"

Our eyes met. A mischievous glint appeared in her gaze. "Mom is only doing this for your own good," she said sweetly, her voice carrying down the corridor. "You should really listen to your elders more, Caleb. We only want what's best for you." I had to suppress a smile. Little minx. She was deliberately provoking him now that she knew I was watching. Caleb took the bait completely. "I'll make my father dump you sooner or later!" he snarled, stepping toward her aggressively. "You're nothing but a temporary replacement. A placeholder. The moment he tires of you, you'll be thrown out like the trash you are!"

Marianne. Jace's mother. What?! I turned and saw Marianne standing by the staircase, smiling like the proudest shipper alive. ...Wow. Now my ears were burning too. We weren't even married yet, and his mom was already our number one fan. Jace leaned over to look, brows knitting together. "What kind of nonsense is this..." Watching him look both offended and curious at the same time, I suddenly got an idea. I opened a livestream and pointed the camera right at him.

She had the nerve to be rude and rude to her. "Don't you have the slightest respect for your mother?" Lidya pressed. But Audrey just pursed her lips wryly, then sneered. "Mom? Since when did you think of me as your daughter? Did you give me the kind of love a mother would give to her daughter?" Lidya's hands were clenched. She was right that the current Audrey was much braver than her. Back then, she didn't dare to say anything to her. She used to be so submissive to his orders and never argued with him even once.

As I packed my stuff up for the day and got ready to leave the office, my brain was going a hundred miles a minute. I conjured up many scenarios in my mind of how exactly I was going to seduce Andrew Churchill. Eventually, I developed a step-by-step plan. The first order of business was to have him see me not just as his daughter’s childhood friend, but as a woman. Not just any woman, either. He had to see me as a mature, confident woman. Someone worth getting to know on a deeper level. Someone worthy of his love.