Woman Dominating Man Novels & Stories

In fact, they had the upper hand. I saw a woman with lion-like ears on top of her head and tail whipping behind her, punching a man on the side. The man coughed, stumbling on his position, and received a merciless kick on the stomach. It sent him rolling on the grass, stopping on his back, and the woman put her foot on his chest with a victorious smirk. Sheesh. Go off, Queen. I had to clench my hands into fists to stop myself from clapping as we landed on the ground.

She has a strong will, it won’t take her a long time to be back. “You can deceive everyone but not me. I am the number one person in this world that you can not deceive. The female gender might be delicate as you assume but we aren’t weak. Instead we are strong. And only a woman can see the love a man has for a woman.” “Keep quiet! That is enough. Simply because I have given you freedom, it does not mean that you can say whatever you want, okay?” He barked, his blue eyes dancing left and right.

I licked my lips and my pussy grew moist as the needs of the flesh took control of me. He suddenly got up, and walked out of sight. I groaned in frustration feeling cheated. as I was turning away he just as suddenly reappeared in the room and began working out again. In the doorway a tall, slender black woman loosed her hair from the bun on her head. Her long, silky black hair fell along her shoulders to the middle of her back. She gazed upon the man as he pushed the weights up and down. She too admired his brute strength.

Fucking typical. Ryan followed my eyes, then rolled his. “Leave it alone, man. It’s not worth it.” “Agreed.” The woman was a looker. There was no doubt about it. She had flaming red hair and matching lipstick, wearing a skintight white dress that revealed ample cleavage. “That’s why I don’t get involved with women. They’re all the same.” “What? And you get involved with men?” He laughed. I flipped him off. “Not what I meant, and you know it.”

But dummies. "Mmgh, Brother, do we really need to do it here? You always find these dingy places... I want to be in the comfort of a warm bed and quilt!" A dark-haired woman protested with a pout while a middle-aged man with pronounced jaws gave a wolfish grin. His hand spreading over the woman's body as he couldn't help but mutter. "Little Yun, it just feels so much more exciting here. Think—"

Many were getting maimed or slaughtered by older, battle hardy males who were hoarding females. I was never worried about being hoarded by such males. Nobody wanted to square off with Remus. He had even frightened the two friends I had made into staying back. Kita would then speak to me through the woodline, under scrutinizing glare of Remus. Remus had never favored Kita, who was a rogue male. Kita was female crazy and eccentric. Too full of life and not enough of sense, Remus would say.

The motion looked casual and effortless, yet Dominic immediately felt the entire desk shake violently. His expression changed. When the woman lifted her hand away, a clear dent had been left in the solid wood desk. She was an expert, and she was completely different from the old man in sunglasses Sebastian had brought last time. They were not even on the same level. She was far stronger. Dominic's expression darkened at once as he said flatly, "Are you threatening me?" Of course, he could not do what the woman had just done. Leaving a dent with such a feather-light motion required incredible control. But if it came down to raw strength, he could easily smash the desk apart.

“You’re the one Damian wouldn’t speak of…” “I’m the one he forgot to warn you about.” Lydia arched a brow. “You want your crown back?” “No,” the woman purred. “I want to see if you can keep it.” The woman snapped her fingers. Two men emerged from the shadows. Muscled. Masked. Hard. “This isn’t seduction anymore, Lydia,” she whispered. “It’s dominance. Show me how far you’ll go to keep control.” Lydia didn’t blink. She walked to the center of the room. Let the robe fall. Stood naked and fierce.

There was nothing but the sound of hitting and pain groaning from the two masculine men, which became entertainment for all the men. On the other hand, Gavin abruptly stated, “I’m holding Jaxon.” This prompted all men to pull two hundred dollar bills from their pockets or wallets. Gavin waved two bills in the air while the others pondered their options. Because the two men are pretty strong, the presence of a woman between them can act as a catalyst to equalize their strength. “Nicko,” Connor finally said. He was sure that the woman’s presence, fastened to the wall with a horrified expression, had given his best buddy greater power.

Jessi sighed along with the woman, knowing what it was to kneel before the man she trusted. After a moment, the man helped the woman to stand, and, cupping the back of her head, he kissed her passionately before removing her robe to the waist, where it was tied with a wide silk belt. Using the red rope, the Dom wrapped her chest, both above and below her breasts, in an intricate pattern. Placing a bamboo cane across her shoulder blades, he lashed her arms out to her sides, continuing to add to the pattern. Occasionally, he paused to caress her cheek, or to place soft kisses against her neck.