Submissives Novels & Stories

"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 permission. I will say she'd be an invaluable training tool." "Devon, humor me, justify that." Dominique said. "Imagine showing a prospective client the wonderful Slave Jeannette. A woman who can discuss current events, once we tell her to watch t

Eve spent the entire trip fondling her servant while casually chatting with the driver about road conditions and possible hurricanes. By the time they got home, Trish was aroused and desperate for sex. Eve ordered her to put her hands against the wall and remain in that position, no matter what. Trish would get her orgasm, but she'd have to remain in that submissive posture for her Mistress to oblige her.

—I took the laptop and lay down on the bed to be more comfortable— Come on, say my name. "Nicky" I placed the laptop on the bed so he could see me "Nicky..." Excitement made me want to go faster with my hand. I rubbed my breasts, bit my lip, opened my legs wider and wider leaving them in the air. “Fuck, Margareth, you're in a position where it would be easy to stick it in and hit you real hard. Oh, it's almost here. "Imagine you put it all the way in me," I said sensually.

Slowly, looking through, I guess it will be best to click each one and read about them. I read what each word means. Bondage Discipline Dominance Submissive Sadism Masochism Flicking through the website, ‘submissive’ catches my attention again. The words read: A submissive (sub) is a sexual participant who willingly gives up some or all control over to a dominant partner. This type of partnership is often referred to in the BDSM community as a dominant/submissive (D/s) partnership. A submissive might also be called a "bottom", while the dominant partner might be called a "top."

“Between a submissive and a slave?” “A submissive retains some control,” Vixen explained. She placed a glass of clear liquid in front of him and dropped a slice of lime into it. Water he presumed, and wished it were a beer. “They negotiate as to what is right for them with their Dom or Domme. A slave has surrendered the right to negotiate with their Dom or Domme. A slave is a submissive, but a submissive is not necessarily a slave.” She took Shadow by the collar, lifting him up until his face was on her level. “Give me a drink, Shadow,” she told him brushing her lips over his.

she said, remembering that she'd mentioned Marie and the swinging situation. Heidi was shaking her head. "I mean, for me it's not about wanting other people. I only want to please my..." she hesitated. She glanced over at Kelly and cleared her throat. "I'm a submissive." Kelly looked at her, confused. "I might be expanding my horizons, but I still don't know much about other sexual lifestyles," she said.

“I’d like to watch you with a girl” Before he could say anything else I wasn’t letting him ignore the first part of my question. If I had the courage to ask it. The least he could do is answer it. “I want you as my submissive Anna. I don’t know what a normal relationship is. I’ve never wanted someone as much as I want you. I want to ravish you, and as much as I want to share you and watch you be fucked by other people, I can’t help but feel jealous at the thought. It turns me on if I must be honest. But in truthfulness, I would think of you as my submissive. And I, your Master”, he responded in what I can only describe as truthfully.

Section Three: Submissive’s pledge I will do my best to serve my Mister. I will work hard to correct any insecurities or inhibitions that interfere with my capability to serve him. I will grow as a person. I will maintain honest and open communication. I will reveal my thoughts, feelings, and desires without fear of judgment or embarrassment. I will bring him any wants and perceived needs of mine. I will not hold past mistakes against him. I will always trust him. My surrender as a submissive is done with the knowledge that nothing asked of me will demean me as a person and in no way diminish my own responsibilities toward making the utmost use of my potential.

I stop, turning to look at him. “I will tell you how to prove it to me. Be a true wife, one who submits willingly to my claim. When I choose to assert my dominion over you, surrender yourself without reservation. Grant me the honour of children, thus sealing our bond with the promise of lineage.” I open my mouth but words do not form.

Why does this brute too good in kissing? I raised both my hands and encircled them on his neck. I tugged his hair when our kiss became even deeper and at the same time hotter. Our tongue battled and our breathing mixed. We're making out and groping each other. We don't care if we're in a bar or if anyone is watching us. We're enjoying ourselves for goodness's sake! To hell with our surrounding!