Submissives Diary Novels & Stories

Smut warning⚠️ ✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧ DOMINIC Morning comes again, and I wake up next to my beautiful wife, my love, and finally, she becomes my submissive too. I don't expect how open-minded she is about this. If I knew she would be this open, I would ask her to become my submissive after we married, but everything in this life has a destiny.

I hadn't even said a word, and the two of them put on a whole show targeting me, as if I were the villain here. It had only been a few days into our honeymoon, and suddenly everything was clear. Clement always said Madison was like a sister to him. But what kind of brother would give his "sister" foot baths? Peel shrimp for her? Wash her underwear by hand? Even after five years of marriage, Clement had never done any of that for me. I forced myself up and brushed the snow off my clothes. "What exactly am I supposed to thank her for? "For crashing our honeymoon? For clinging to you every second of the day? Or for forcing me to go skiing and use me like her personal photographer?

My best submissive beg. “Please, Aiden,” I breathe. “Please.” I see it—the faintest flicker of hesitation in Aiden's eyes. It’s small. Barely there. But it’s enough to ignite a desperate hope inside me. I want this. More than anything I’ve ever wanted in my life. So I do the only thing I can. In the middle of the cafeteria, surrounded by dozens of students and doms, I slide down to my knees. I do it willingly. Unprompted.

she ordered. She reached for the journal, opened it to a marked page, held it above his head. “Aloud.” His voice came muffled against her flesh. “April 3, 2005 First full submission. I bound her spread-eagle on the library table. Whipped her breasts until they were crimson, then fucked her throat until she gagged. She came untouched when I called her my perfect little cunt. Afterward she thanked me on her knees, licking my boots clean.” Mira’s breathing grew ragged as he read. Her hips bucked, grinding against his mouth. He sucked her clit hard, tongue flicking fast.

Keeping the pillowz on either side of him, to prevent him from falling of the bed like the first time she had found him. When she turns around, something sitting on the night stand catches her attention, she reaches forward and her hand comes in contact with a rough surface, picking the object up she realizes that it's a black leather diary of some sort. Opening it up she finds 'Damien' written inside with a cursive hand writing. She wasn't a snoopy person, she believed everyone deserved their privacy but seeing the diary with her mates name on it, definitely spiked her interest, her curiosity getting the best of her when she slowly turn the pages to find that the first entry had been writte

I looked under the last slow down entryway however I was unable to see her feet so I expected she was crouching on top of the latrine. I returned outside and held up a couple of moments prior to heading back in and directly to the last slow down. I pushed on the entryway and however it was locked. "Open the entryway Sophie," I could hear her moan of alleviation as she opened and opened the entryway. She was noticeably shaking and I promptly made her twist around the latrine. Her pussy was trickling wet. W and inside a couple of moments I had my jeans down and was pounding away at her from behind. She came nearly when I got in her and, as I beat against her butt, she kept on coming on my cock

When he got there it was almost late, he was the last to get in the car. He sat down beside a girl but paid little to no attention to her. He opened up his diary and started writing. "Is that a diary? I have one too." A soft girly voice asked it was the girl beside him. He looked up and she was in the same uniform as he was. She was so beautiful he couldn't make himself answer her question. He just kept staring with his mouth half-open. "Is something wrong with my uniform? I just got it. It's my first day, you see?" She said with a smile.

Loosening his tie, Robert murmured, “Honey’s been so edgy ever since Theodore came. What did that bastard do?” “You saying something?” “It’s nothing!” He smiled awkwardly. Zheira didn’t mind them. She was busy scrolling through the files on her iPhone. Her finger stopped at the only untitled document. When she opened it, she realized it was her diary. The dates told her she wrote it back when she was seven years old. A certain entry caught her attention. At the very top of the short letter was an italicized word that says, ‘zhezhe 2010.’

Josh spoke in a hushed tone, "Dude, your mate is scary as fuck." "I second that emotion." The response had come from Jax, who was walking towards us with a nodding Fin. They took up the seat next to Josh, Jax sitting on Fin's lap. Fin wrapped his hand around Jax's waist as he spoke, "First, he beats Nico, then he causes his Beta to submit. Now he's curled up in your lap. He's definitely not your normal sub. In fact, if I didn't see the way he acted around you, I don't think I'd consider him a sub at all. I'd rather not get on his bad side."

"You want to take Jeannette with you don't you?" Devon hesitated; this was the delicate matter that much hinged upon. "Dominique, you know she's managed to recover much of her memory, as the trainers inevitably do." He watched as Dominique nodded. "She would have been an ideal candidate for this program, which I admit to be inspired by her. It was her determination to become submissive, her determination to return to Master, damn the consequences that showed me how deeply these submissive tendencies run in some people. As for taking her with me, that would happen only if this proposal is adopted, and if the group felt I was a suitable candidate to lead this endeavor, and of course with their