Submissives Novels & Stories

The Submissive agrees to be open to this guidance, while maintaining their personal integrity and emotional well-being. Clause 8: Role Play and Exploration The Submissive agrees to explore various forms of role-play and power dynamics within their relationship, as long as it adheres to the agreed-upon rules and boundaries. Both parties agree to maintain open communication about any role-play scenarios, ensuring mutual satisfaction and consent. Clause 9: Discretion and Privacy Both parties agree to respect the privacy and confidentiality of their relationship. Any activities, discussions, or experiences outside of the relationship should not be shared with others without mutual consent. This

Ann said, trying hard not to believe what she had seen. She opened the laptop again and quickly tapped ‘all’ so she could read further. “To be submissive is to obey or yield to someone else. When you are submissive, you submit to someone else will, which literally, you put your own desires lower than theirs. You can see this in the Latin root of submit, submittere, which is formed by sub- “under” + mittere “send, put.” She reads. "Definitions of submissive”. She whispered quietly as she came across another definition and read through. They almost sound the same.

“Damn, okay, I see why she keeps rejecting my offer, but there are couple activities, you know, there is the claiming ritual.” “Claiming?” “Oh right, you asked me a question before, ‘subs’, was it? Subs are submissives, people who like to give up control to someone else. Sometimes, it's sexual; sometimes, it's not; this time, however, it is most definitely sexual. Anyway, claiming is where a ‘dom’, in this case, dominant, a submissive’s master, claims a submissive as her own in a room full of their most favoured sex partners or exes. This is for locals, though, because most locals know who dates who; I don’t know if you’d make the cut as Lizzy’s submissive, bu

Kai's fingers gently lifted my chin, our eyes locking in an intimate exchange. "You need to understand a few basic things," he began. "Are you familiar with the roles of a Dom and a submissive?" I shook my head in negation. "The Dom is the one who administers pleasure to the submissive, who's usually driven by their wild fantasies. The submissive has a safe word, which, when used, signals the Dom to stop the act if it becomes overwhelming." "And what should my safe word be?" I asked. "It should be something you dislike. For example, if you hate going to the beach, 'beach' could be your safe word," Kai suggested. I nodded, affirming his explanation.

"Okay, I will explain to you about dominative and submissive behaviour!" "The Dominative" is "a person who exercises control and has power and influence." "A submissive is the one who gives over their rights, their desires, and themselves to the dominant!" "In simple words, the dominant and submissive are acts of BDSM, where the couples give pleasure to each other and fulfil their desires." "For example, while using a sex toy, I gave you the passion of pleasure!" Sebastian explained things like a presentation of the business, hehe! "The dominant uses on the submissive—whips, bondage, handcuffs, ankle cuffs, eye patches, etc." He looked at her.

His hand raises. "It sounds like you watched some bullshit film or read a book that has it all wrong." I bite my lip. "For one, it's more complex than submissive and dominant. There are brats, slaves, rope bunnies. There are not just dominants, but masters, brat tamers, slave trainers and such."

"Although I look a lot like my father, Miss Samantha, believe me, I'm not him, so from now on you'll call me, boss. I can smell them, it's a delicious combination that I can't decipher, I imagine the mixture in them, and for the first time in my life, I want to kiss the folds of a woman. She pulls away from me, and walks over to her coffee maker. I can see her serving her coffee calmly, although for some strange reason I feel like she's nervous, do you like me? Would she be able to be my submissive? Oh, how I'd love to propose it, but it's not the time yet. "Boss," she says with a grimace, but I didn't pay attention to her, as she utters the words, I'm thinking about what the word, "master"

After Luna Cruz's remark, Alex Quinn began to drift into his fantasies. He fantasized about Luna Cruz tearing his shirt open, revealing the exposed male maid outfit underneath, with his nipples perking up involuntarily. He imagined her forcing him to admit his secret kink, taunting him for acting so prim and proper all day, and perhaps even calling other employees to witness his embarrassment. And then what? And then, everyone would know that he was a submissive. Someone who craved being insulted, whipped, and trampled underfoot by women.

- Each time we are in the red room, you will no longer have a name; you will be called number 1, because you are the first submissive to come to my floor. Here is a submission contract that is known only to us and my lawyers. In addition to the contract, there is a questionnaire that you must answer as honestly as possible, your preferences, what you hate the most; based on your answers, I will know how to conduct the sessions. - What are these sessions? - They are sessions where you will have a lot of pleasure. You are my submissive, my slave in the red room. But outside the room, you are my personal assistant in the eyes of everyone. I have two mistresses, four girlfriends in different cit

she purred into the microphone, her breath soft thunder, “tonight, we return to the order of things.” She walked a slow circle around the submissive, gloved fingers brushing his shoulders, then snapping against his skin. In the dimly lit WREC room, the air buzzed with anticipation as Domica, dressed in a sleek, black bodysuit, stood before her sub, a man who trembled with a mix of excitement and submission. She commanded him to his knees, her voice a low, dangerous purr. "You know what you are, don't you?" she asked, her eyes locked on his. "You're my plaything, my pet. And you're going to do exactly as I say." The sub nodded, his breaths coming in ragged gasps, his body trembling with antic