Novel & Cerita Submissive Stories

] while she laid there, her mind far-away. She'd been with dominant and submissive men, and men that were closeted gays who wanted to fuck her asshole and make her wear a beanie to cover up her hair and not say a word so they could pretend she was their male lover. She'd been in threesomes where the two men had paid more attention to themselves than they'd pay her. She had eventually lay in the bed, staring at the ceiling and letting them do their own thing.

Behind closed doors, the rules don’t exist. Welcome to a world of dark cravings, intense control, and the intoxicating thrill of the forbidden. This sizzling compilation brings together a collection of raw, high-stakes erotic stories where boundaries are crossed, inhibitions are shredded, and surrender is the only option. In Book One: Escapades with Step daddy, nineteen-year-old Ella Monroe's wicked fantasies become a dangerous reality when she is caught spying on her stepfather, Sebastian. What follows is a frantic, high-risk game of lust played right under her mother's nose—filled with breathless encounters, sharp commands, and an addiction neither of them can control. From taboo

- Each time we are in the red room, you will no longer have a name; you will be called number 1, because you are the first submissive to come to my floor. Here is a submission contract that is known only to us and my lawyers. In addition to the contract, there is a questionnaire that you must answer as honestly as possible, your preferences, what you hate the most; based on your answers, I will know how to conduct the sessions. - What are these sessions? - They are sessions where you will have a lot of pleasure. You are my submissive, my slave in the red room. But outside the room, you are my personal assistant in the eyes of everyone. I have two mistresses, four girlfriends in different cit

Those shameless creatures! I was really not thinking straight because I'm just letting Elijah explore my body. I opened my eyes when I felt him caress my right cheek. Desire was really visible in his eyes. "Now wrap your legs around me, babe," he said and held my hips as he kissed me on the lips. I immediately obeyed what he said. I wrapped my legs around his waist. I was still readying myself when he suddenly entered me. I closed my eyes tightly and dug my nail on his back when I felt the pain. It was as if my femininity had been torn apart.

Just good fucking. I scroll through the Wanted boards—still chaotic, still weirdly specific. Hotwife shit. Couple-swapping like it’s a neighborhood potluck. Unicorn hunters begging for bi babes to fix their marriages. It’s all loud and thirsty and trying way too hard. None of it hits right. Not for what I’m craving tonight. Then I see it. One submissive wanted. One hour. Three masked dominants. No names. In the Viewing Room. Apply only if you’re ready to be watched.

Damien leaned in closer, his breath brushing against my ear as he spoke. “Be a good girl and spread your legs for me, Serena. Don’t make me ask twice.” My legs slowly fell open again, almost like they had a mind of their own. My hands were shaking as I slid one back between my thighs, gently rubbing my swollen, aching clit. Damien watched every movement with hungry eyes. “Louder,” he ordered. “Moan like you were before. I want to hear how much of a needy little slut you really are.” A broken whimper escaped my lips as I pushed two fingers inside my soaked hole, slowly pumping them in and out while rubbing my clit with my other hand. This is just like the books I read… am I not lucky?

His command was sharp, brooking no argument, and she obeyed instantly, scrambling into position on the couch. The leather creaked under her knees, her tits swaying heavily as she presented herself, pussy lips swollen and glistening, ass cheeks spread slightly from the angle. Rico's cum dribbled down her thighs, a trail that Jax scooped up with his fingers, using it to slick her tight back hole.

His hands slid down her body, his touch firm and confident, as he guided her to the edge of the couch. Sadile felt a thrill of excitement as she realized what was about to happen, her body responding to the anticipation with a hunger that surprised even her. The room was filled with the sounds of their breathing, heavy and ragged, as Travis positioned himself before her, his eyes locked on hers with an intensity that made her heart flutter. She was dimly aware of Jenna moving closer, her presence adding a layer of eroticism to the already charged scene.

he spoke to me just centimeters from my lips, our foreheads were glued together and the desire that enveloped us was very great. —I promise you—I whispered in a sexy way while we continued kissing, little by little I felt that very low, a little below my navel little things were being created—do you think it gives us time to do something else? I suggested something daring. —I say yes—he smiled pervertedly—let's not wait any longer then—he took my hand and we headed to a house that was abandoned, from time to time this was our hiding place to do our things.

“You're submissive? Like 50 Shades of Grey submissive stuff?” That movie was really hot. Maybe this would be fun. Maybe he’d be less of a creeper than that guy. He was already way sexier. Everything he did made me want to drag him home to fill my desperate pussy. “No, that story was written by a woman who had no understanding of the world that I live in. I am a dominant, not a sadist, and she was neither. I don’t have stupid rules about not touching me or sleeping with me. I simply enjoy having a woman that is unable to say, ‘no’ to me. If she does, she gets punished, which I also enjoy to some degree.