Submissive Stories Novels & Stories

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.

The words poured out messy and fast. “Dear Dairy, I did something that changed how I feel now. Leo walked in while I was touching myself thinking about his cock from that bathroom day. I was drunk and crying about how much I hate this family. He promised not to tell, then kissed me. His fingers made me come so hard I saw stars. He took care of me when I threw up, saw me naked, washed me. This morning the little touches at breakfast and in the hallway made me feel insane. I suddenly feel so different about him. I hate how much I want more now. I keep fantasizing about his cock in my mouth, stretching my pussy, tying me up and taking control. Rough stuff. BDSM things I’ve only read about. It’s

In my submission, I have found a purpose that I never knew I needed. Every act of submission, every punishment melted out when I falter, only deepens my commitment to him. Each one is a lesson, a reminder of who I am and what I am here for. The pain, the pleasure, the control—it all blurs together into a symphony of sensations that I have come to crave. His punishments are not just corrections; they are affirmations of our bond. Each strike, each harsh word, is a reminder that I am his, completely and utterly. The physical boundaries of the manor are mirrored in the emotional and psychological boundaries he has set, all of which serve to strengthen the bond between us.

Section Three: Submissive’s pledge I will do my best to serve my Mister. I will work hard to correct any insecurities or inhibitions that interfere with my capability to serve him. I will grow as a person. I will maintain honest and open communication. I will reveal my thoughts, feelings, and desires without fear of judgment or embarrassment. I will bring him any wants and perceived needs of mine. I will not hold past mistakes against him. I will always trust him. 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 toward making the utmost use of my potential.

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.

I bit my lip until I tasted iron, muffling a scream that threatened to tear through the room. Then, they began. Maurice moved with a frantic, punishing rhythm, bouncing me on his length while Brian filled me from behind, stretching me until I felt raw and entirely consumed. Every thrust crushed Brian’s length, pinning him deep inside my core. “Fuck, Diana, you’re so tight,” Brian groaned, his breath a scorching trail against my collarbone. “It’s Mistress Diana to you,” I gasped, my fingers digging into his shoulders. Brian’s eyes clouded with submissive worship. “Yes, Mistress Diana.”

I mean, I was capably fine with keeping my body fit without the help of others. OBEDIENCE The Submissive will obey ALL the rules and instructions given by the Dominant and will do everything asked without hesitation and by free will. The Submissive shall fully trust the Dominant with not just her body, but with her personal needs and everything outside the contract. (But if he thought I was going to let him fist my vagina ‘without hesitation and by free will', then he had to be a sick fuck. I was just too glad I had ruled that one out, no matter how badly he coaxed me into letting it stay. I was hard on that one, no first in my vagina or anywhere near me. That and many other gut-wrenching th

on his lips, sweet and intoxicating. She deepened the kiss, her tongue exploring his mouth, tasting him, teasing him. She reached down, her fingers finding the cock ring, and slowly, deliberately, she loosened it. The sub gasped, his body convulsing as the blood rushed back to his cock, his orgasm building, his body coiling tight. "Cum for me, my pet," Domica commanded, her voice a low, dangerous purr. "Cum for me now." And he did, his body convulsing as he spilled his seed, his cries of pleasure echoing in the room. Domica watched, a satisfied smile playing on her lips, her body sated and content. She reached down, her fingers tracing the line of his spine, feeling his body tremble beneath

Willow continued, “at a mall during a big family holiday. What kind of turnout could you possibly expect?” “Oooh,” another of the men said, suddenly looking at Willow very intently. “Major brat vibes from this one.” “Brat vibes?” Willow said. The man nodded. “It’s when you’re a submissive and, while your primary goal is to please your Dom like other subs, you like to make him or her work for it a bit. Push some buttons, break some rules, that sort of thing. Does that sound like you?” Willow felt her face flush again. “Maybe...”

“You think you can just take control? That I’ll kneel for you?” “No,” Noah said, swallowing hard. “I want to be the one on top. I want to make you mine, not the other way around, at least for a little while.” A flicker of something wild crossed Blackwell’s eyes. “Earn it,” he said, voice low, rough, a growl at the back of his throat. “If you want me to kneel for you, to submit, to—” He paused, lips brushing the shell of Noah’s ear, sending a shiver down his spine. “You’ll have to make me.”