Submissive Wife Training Novels & Stories

she said and both of them laughed. Four years later, Catherine came back from London after her official training. Mr. William throws a welcome party for her. She has been of great help to him since she started working as his assistant. She has just completed the one-year entrepreneurship training his company aboard organized. Now she is back, more sophisticated and more capable. "Alright, everyone. I have an important announcement to make" Mr. Williams said. All the guests turned their attention toward him. "I want to introduce to you the vice president of this great company. She is no other person, but Miss Catherine Wood. She will be working hand in hand with my son the President of Willia

She hissed. I just hugged her and put my head around its neck and smelled it. I could hear her gasped. "Maru!" She called me. “Don’t be angry with me wife please. I can’t be still knowing that you are angry with me.” I said while I tighten my hug. “If you really can’t respect my friend then start to train yourself to sleep alone.” She said in a serious tone. My wife pushed me hard and got out of bed. She returned to our room and I followed her.

She explained to her husband and he sighed. “Olori mi (my queen ) these children of nowadays has their ways of doing things. * Her husband pointed out while his wife shook her head in refusal, “That is not only wickedness, it is called witchcraft... How can one be so cruel, at you telling me, she didn’t know it is wrong? Since she got married to that girl, do you know she has not come visiting even once? What type of home training is that? Haba, that girl is not well trained Ade mi (my crown), if you asked me, she deserved to be sent out... She can’t strive in such home that my son is building , she will keep confusing everyone.” She explained

It also pleased me that he was taking this seriously-our decision to allow me be the dominant for a while, while he submits to me. "I want you to listen to me carefully. From now on, when I allow you the honor and privilege of worshiping my body, you'll be rewarded for obeying me and severely punished when you don't." His eyes remained lowered onto the bed and his hands began gently trembling. "Do you understand me?" "Yes, Ma'am," he said softly. I waited for a full minute and made sure he didn't raise his eyes. I wanted to begin training him to wait on me. From now on, everything we did together, both in and out of the bedroom, would be done on my timetable, not his.

So he waited—and while he waited, Haggoz slowly became his whole world. It wasn’t too long before Keanna realized that Haggoz was changing her—subtly at first, but irrevocably. He was training her to be submissive and controlled. Keanna was learning to accept the Werewolf dominance over her and all aspects of his life. He told her what to do and when to do it, and if she “misbehaved,” and rebelled over any aspect of it, Haggoz responded with erotic, bare-handed spankings that always wound up in bed and that Keanna soon learned to crave.

Like a dog who's waiting for his master to be home and have his attention. Jade's grip on my hand tightened. I can feel the weight and the intensity of her stare. Behind the sadness that coats her eyes, I see a slight annoyance. “I’m not going to blame you because I know you married him for your mother...but I don't think you deserve this kind of treatment. You are his wife! He should always put you on top of his list...not that scheming bitch! Argh!” she yelled.

she teased, moving her arm down so she could hold his throbbing erection and guide his head to her entrance "But I've never done that. first, so you'll have to teach me... Is that how it's done? “ flexing her thighs, she made him enter her pussy a little, causing them both to moan “You're so big… Will it really work? “Oh, we'll make it work…” he began to roughly stroke her most sensitive spot, making her pussy drip and making it even easier for him to slide inside her “I'm going to push every inch of my cock inside you and stretch that tight little pussy until you forget what it was like to be an innocent little virgin. “ her husband cupped one of her breasts, twisting her nipple with the sa

After the day the young gentleman left, she was made to attend these marriage classes, as the sister calls them. "I don't know if he has servants in his home, but you should never allow them to do anything for your husband. His meal and general well-being are to your utmost satisfaction. So if he had not eaten, you have no right to eat." Mary's eyes widened a quarter; that was new. "But sister?" She called out, her voice barely audible. She had been taught that a woman should be seen, not heard, and she should always lower her voice when talking. "Yes Mary?" The sister replied with impatience; she couldn't wait for her to be out of her hair. That was one less girl around and more money in he

He sighed, “Okay. Well, lets just enjoy our day and worry about him when the time comes.” We spent the rest of our little honeymoon on that island, with no problems. We checked in often at home, and mom informed me that all the trainers had been chosen. She finally got it down to forty-five trainers. That was fine, since we had so many classes. Dad was also able to find out that many of the men in the kingdom who had been abusing their mates were helping Yahir because they didn’t want their mates to learn to defend themselves. I just shook my head and told my mom, “The sooner we get these ladies trained, the sooner they can put their mates in line or make them get out.” Mom growled, “You got

he said, then swallowed hard before he continued, “We live in a cruel world, a world where women are treated as properties, where society treats women as slaves. Now it’s up to us as men to train our women to be strong, so what I’m saying is that if you find a woman you love, you have to break her. Try to hurt her in the most possible way that will make her strong in a way that when she steps out, the world will not see her as a property but rather as a powerful partner, someone that doesn’t easily break.” “But you don’t love mom, why are you training her?” “Just because I don’t love her doesn’t mean I don’t care about her, I care for her, and I want the best for her. That’s why I trained he