Submissive Text Messages Novels & Stories

And I was his willing submissive. My eyes were drooping closed in sleep when my phone's lights came on as it vibrated. A text message had just popped into my inbox.

Like without it, I couldn’t shake the fucking static in my head. The messages got dirtier. He described things he wanted me to do to him, ways he’d beg, things he’d swallow without a word. One night he sent me a voice note. Just a low breath and the sound of slick fingers working his cock. I came in my hand before it even ended. We went weeks like that. Never asking for more. Just devouring what was given. And then today, everything shifted. A new text, same number. Nothing fancy. No emoji. No build-up.

ace says “for what? I didn’t know he was gonna send me a picture of his manly part. " “which is why you shouldn't be messaging strangers,” “I’m sorry master,” “oh, you’re going to be. " “he said he could tell that I was a submissive, and he knew you guys and he was friendly, so that’s why I texted him,” I say trying to save myself. “know us?” “yes,” “describe him, well he was the bartender at the party. He’s a-”

The peace of it lulls me. “Yes.” “You finding a little place in your head to sink into?” How does he know? “It’s called subspace,” he offers. “All submissives go there when they’re getting what they want and need. It’s their happy place. Get cozy, baby. You’ll be spending a lot of time there.”

Once close up, one from farther back showing my full body, and one with my fingers spreading my lips open. My heart was racing as I sent them all in a quick burst, along with a new message... "This is what you do to me even when you’re far away. I’m so wet and needy for you, Sebastian. I miss your hands… your mouth… your cock. Come home soon and fuck me like you used to." I hit send, then leaned back against the cool tile, breathing fast. The ball was in his court now. Fuck... I really wanted him to respond.

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

I smiled when I saw I had a text message from Reed. -Had to run home for a clean change of clothes there is food and water on your kitchen table. Get up, take a shower, and I'll be back to take you to dinner, sleepy sub.- I wasn't sure if "sub" was a term of endearment, although Reed made it sound like it was. -Yes, Master. But I will remind you, if you hadn't been so affectionate this morning, I wouldn't have had to take nap- I replied feeling a little sassy since he wasn't in the room.

I wake up to seventeen missed calls from Adrian and a single text from Dominic that makes my blood run cold. Adrian is probably calling to tell me he wants me but Dominic”s text shocks me more than Adrian's seventeen missed calls. The text goes like this “I'm promoting you and we'll be working closely, at tarting today 🔥💕” The message came through at 6:47 AM and it's now 6:52, and I'm staring at my phone like it might explode.

His big hands roamed over my bare breasts, squeezing them firmly while Lucas took more photos. I felt dirty. Exposed. Used. And yet the constant praise made me wetter than I had ever been. Marcus leaned forward, stroking my hair as I sat there completely naked and surrounded by his friends. I leaned into his touch, lost in the haze, my mind repeating the same desperate thought: Please don't stop wanting me. "You're doing so well, baby," Damien murmured as he pinched my nipples. "Such soft tits." I whimpered softly and whispered in a shaky, submissive voice, "Thank you... Please touch me more. I want to be good for all of you."

My head inclined as I revealed, my pussy breathing for more pleasure. "Dig into you?" He scoffed, coming close to me. He pulled me into a warm embrace as I was still naked. "I have a lot to do, Brit…. That's why you are my submissive, you will have to go through the pain alone and don't forget to text me about it " He whispered into my ear, making me hunger for more of him. "I promise to make you drip so wet when next we meet… and remember, you will always be mine and not his" he declared, with a cackle from his lips.