Submissive Wife Training Novels & Stories

"You were trying to seduce me when you came last time, weren't you?" "Yes, Mistress. Master possesses a device called a Slave Trainer. It keeps slaves aroused without allowing them to climax. I would be allowed two orgasms by sucking him off if I were able to get you to allow me to pleasure you, and unlimited orgasms without restriction if I could get you to return my favors." "The other slave must do the same thing today?" "Yes, Mistress." "Do you like women? Had you done anything like this before?" "You were only the second woman I'd ever done that for. The dominatrix who Master used to teach me was the first woman I'd been with. I prefer men. Master is more comfortable if I'm with women s

"They're different, for every Dom, but with you, my rules wouldn't be too much. My stepfather wants me having a sub for our training and he keeps bringing people I don't like. If I present you, I'm sure he'd be pleased." "Just that?" "Well, you'd have to undergo the training for a while, but I won't do anything too forward. I promise." "How are you sure I'm even submissive?" There was amusement in her eyes at those words before she said, "Stand," He did so. "Kneel, and come closer." He obeyed. This time, their faces were just inches away and there was a gentle smile on her face as she reached out and brushed his face. "Good boy,"

Cora bumps into me as I stop to check my phone notifications. “Sorry, Mr. Alpha…” she mumbles. “I told you to stop calling me that,” I scolded her. “You don't call me by my name too, so why should I listen to you?” I growl, taking haughty steps toward her while she stumbles backward until her back hits the wall. She blinks her eyes severally at me, now scared of what I might do next. “Because you are wife therefore you should be submissive, if not I will not hesitate to punish you for disobeying me.”

I answered him. I added " and why did you change my room " He looked frustrated. " punishment. To give PUNISHMENT for my baby " I shiver. "What did I d-do? " he just looked at me " to teach my wife. how should she behave disciplined in front of her husband? " "I don't need it. “ I said. “ Oh is that so. You are married to me. Within three days of your marriage life. You went out to find men behind my back. You are daring, Risa. Hereafter you are not going anywhere.” He yelled as he grabbed my neck.

Page after page of explicit clauses stared back at her. No other lovers. Full obedience. Mandatory fertility tracking. Weekly health exams. And the worst line of all: “The wife shall submit to all sexual demands without refusal, including but not limited to vaginal, oral, and anal penetration, public and private displays, and any acts deemed necessary by the husband for his pleasure.” Her cheeks burned. “You’re disgusting.” Damien rose slowly, all six-foot-four of him unfolding like a predator. He circled the desk until he stood behind her, close enough that she could feel the heat of his body through her clothes.

“Not just like a kid. You’re too thin. Too petite. We’re fixing that shit starting tomorrow.” She snorts, arms crossed tight over her chest. “Fixing me? Like I’m some broken gym equipment? Fuck you, Elias.” “Yeah, well, fuck me later,” I shoot back, stepping closer so she has to tilt her head up. “Right now I’m serious. You’re my wife. Mine. And I’m not showing up to another event with that fool and his curvy trophy wife laughing at how you look like you still need training wheels. Tomorrow we’re hitting the gym. I’m enrolling your ass in the best program they’ve got and you’re gonna train until those hips and that ass and those tits fill out the way they’re supposed to.”

The truth poured out raw I'd sobbed till my eyes burned, imagining endless days of his cruelty carving me hollow. He laughed, a cold, hollow sound that made my stomach drop. "Oh, poor little baby, crying over her new reality? Let me give you your first lesson since you're clearly too stupid to figure it out. You want to be the perfect wife? Then you run this entire house from top to bottom. Breakfast on the table by 8 AM sharp every single morning. The maids answer to you but if you screw up even once, they're gone, and your pathetic family pays the price. House spotless, me satisfied, or everyone you love suffers. Do you understand me?" I nodded frantically, teeth chattering from the cold w

Maya was on her knees, her head bent in the perfect pose. There was something about a submissive woman in that pose that turned him on. His cock was aching to the point of pain. The scent of her arousal filled the air. His wolf wanted to do nothing more than stake his claim. Zion made sure he stayed in complete control. “You’ll eat breakfast with me. We’ll train together, and you’re going to become my sub. For the next month I’m going to prove to you that you’re my mate.” He gripped her chin as she started to shake her head.

Clothes: During the Term, the Submissive will wear clothing only approved by the Dominant. The Dominant will provide a clothing budget for the Submissive, which the Submissive shall utilize. The Dominant shall accompany the Submissive to purchase clothing on an ad hoc basis. If the Dominant so requires, the Submissive shall during the Term any adornments the Dominant shall require, in the presence of the Dominant and any other time the Dominant deems fit. Exercise: The Dominant shall provide the Submissive with a personal trainer four times a week in hour-long sessions at times to be mutually agreed between the personal trainer and the Submissive. The personal trainer will report to the Domi

“Or something. I require a specific demeanor from you. That I won’t apologize for doing. I have my own kinks. You fit them well. I love how you respond, and I don’t have a problem training or dominating you. So, it’s perfect that I plan to keep you. You also need someone to control you, or you’ll self-destruct. You’re lucky. I won’t allow you to do that, but I’m happy to help you change.” “So, to love and cherish, wait I had to say obey. Damn it, how did I miss that?” Merina said. She frowned at him. Conner smiled. He hadn’t. The place still insisted on a woman’s subservience to her husband. “It should be to obey and accept punishment as a sex slave.” “Hm. Sounds good to me. There’s a lot mo