Wants To Be Dominated Novels & Stories

creating something dark and addictive and completely overwhelming. "You like this," Dominic observed, pounding into her. "Like being fucked by the man who just beat you. Like submitting sexually to someone who dominated you physically. You're a fighter, Cass, but deep down, you want to be claimed by someone stronger." "Yes!" Cass sobbed, the admission torn from her. "Yes, I want it! Want you! Want this!" "Then take it. Take my cock. Take everything I'm giving you." Dominic's hand wrapped around her throat....not choking her, just holding her, controlling her—while his other hand found her clit and rubbed rough circles.

I lift my brows at them, and Rio raises from his seat at that. "I see it! Oh, that fucking bastard. With them unable to control their decisions, he could have them do whatever he wants. They would be under his control, and listen to anything he tells them. He will be their master, and they will worship him. " He concludes, and I nod with a snap of my fingers. "That's exactly what it is. But why he does this is what I do not know. Why dominate over them? What exactly does he want? Why will he..."

I say. Good, maybe there is a chance Gabe will give in to my desires and I can have some fun. The joke is on him, because I want him to dominate me. I want Gabe to do things no one has ever done to me before and I can’t even explain why when it is usually me who is dominant. I can’t even believe how badly I want this or how far I would go for Gabriel to dominate me. I don’t think I realized until now the extent to which this turns me on.

"Let's sit. This is going to be a long talk." We settled across from each other, and I took a moment to gather my thoughts. Bella deserved the truth, unvarnished and complete. "Nick and I are dominants," I began. "Not just in the bedroom, though that's part of it. It's who we are at our core. We need control, structure, the ability to guide and protect and possess." "Possess," she repeated. "Like property?" "No. Like partners we're responsible for. Partners we cherish and protect and build up. But yes, there's an element of possession—the need to know you're ours, that you've chosen us and committed to us exclusively."

NORA’S POINT OF VIEW. “What’s a dominant?” I blinked, the collar still around my neck. A part of me should at least feel fear….or terror, or even disgust. But all I can sense is desire…and that scares me. “Do women do this to you, or….?” “No, I do this to women. Women who want to.”

You Are My Submissive And I Am Your Domino So, You Must Submit To My Command!. Britney's POV. Marrying the sweetest and coolest guy in the pack was a mere formality, but what I truly craved was a mate who could dominate me in every way possible. Someone who could fuck me relentlessly, make me beg for more, and bring me to the brink of ecstasy with just one touch. I needed a man who could make me forget all about the spineless mommy's boy I had foolishly married.

"Specifically." Sebastian's eyes heated. "I'm a dominant. I enjoy control, both in and out of the bedroom. I want someone who can submit to that control, who finds pleasure in obedience. I want someone responsive, eager to please, willing to be trained." "Trained." The word stuck in Kai's throat.

Gallagher to see if he’d be interested in being interviewed by Ashley and he’d sent her an e-mail agreeing to the interview and setting the time. “Domination?” The word, even coming casually from his lips, sent her insides quivering. He was a Dominant. Dom, for short. He commanded women to do as he bid. They became his sex slaves, doing whatever he wanted them to do. Her breath caught and she felt her insides melting. What would it be like to be controlled by him? For him to tell her to strip off her clothes, then get down on her knees in front of him and ...

CHAPTER 1 He wanted to serve. He needed a Mistress to take control of him. A Mistress to please in every way she desired or demanded. A Mistress that would find out his fetishes and then use them against him to tease, torture and deny him. She wanted a slave to order. She wanted someone to serve her and obey her. She wanted to be more aggressive and demanding. No questions or disapproving looks or thinking, just submitting to her. She wanted a toy to play with and put away when satisfied, when she desired. A Pet.

She wasn't enduring it, she was offering herself to be used like that. Adriano’s mouth brushed against my neck, then he sucked gently at the skin, making me shiver And then he whispered in my ear, “It’s not about hurting someone. It’s about knowing someone. Completely. The way no one else is allowed to. And knowing exactly what they can take... and then pushing them past that.” My voice shook. “How? How can she want this?” “She needs it,” he said simply. “Some people need to be dominated. They crave it. They find freedom in it.”