Women Who Dominate Men Novels & Stories

We’d wrestled and I’d taken some control only to have it ripped from me again. His commanding way had me locked up in a prison without bars or chains, his possessive needs and the way my body responded something I would never have anticipated only a week before. Hell, I’d never let Matt take control. Not once. Maybe that had been part of the problem. As Joshua had told me during one of our heated sessions, all men with balls larger than peas needed to dominate a woman.

Any woman I wanted would be mine, completely and utterly, with just a single act of dominance. A wicked smile spread across my face as I imagined the possibilities. Jessica would be the first, but she certainly wouldn't be the last. With my newfound power, I was ready to bend any woman to my will, to make them kneel before me with just a single, dominant act. The world was my playground, and I was the king.

Caught With Pants Down Episode 4 KAREN Holly’s strap-on didn't let Damon’s hard work go to waste. It stretched me out all over again, her hands gripping my ass ruthlessly. Her touch was softer than his, her strokes less selfish. With Holly, it wasn’t just about her own pleasure; she was getting off entirely on the sight of me squirming beneath her dominant grip. I sighed, letting my head drop back as her lips nestled right behind my earlobe. She twirled her hips, grinding the cold silicone deep inside my aching core.

“Men like that reveal their weakness through their need for control over others. They mistake dominance for strength.” “And what’s the difference?” He looked back at her, and for just a moment, his carefully controlled mask slipped enough to let her see the predator beneath. “Strength doesn’t need to prove itself. Dominance is what weak men use when they have nothing else.” “You sound like you have experience with weak men.” “I destroy them regularly. It’s tedious.” No emotion. No satisfaction or regret. Just fact. “They make noise, create problems, hurt people unnecessarily. The world improves when they’re removed from positions they don’t deserve.”

Cross-referenced timelines appeared across the screens. Faces recurring. Dates overlapping. Women disappearing from public proximity immediately after Laura reappeared in Dominic’s life. “He built his image on consistency,” Emma said. “Loyal husband. Controlled man. Public stability.” Her gaze sharpened slightly. “And consistency is the easiest thing to destroy.” Rowan folded his arms. “You’re building this on women who may never cooperate.” Emma turned toward him fully this time. “No. I’m building this on women who were manipulated into silence.” That landed harder than she intended.

She tells me that men are all the same, never giving anything for free, but we women are masochists who always need their penis, although in this mall, you can find many erotic games where you can replace that penis with the one who wants you back. Incredible, this girl is too traumatized. I didn't think she'd react this way, causing her to relive a bad experience. I try to think quickly. She's excessively inspired in how to bring down men and how we women are with them; cursed or masochistic! "Girl... Oh, I'm sorry, Miss Pamela. I can say that dominant men can also be dominated. That means we women always have the power." I approach her and in a whisper I tell her that it's time to leave fo

"But remember that you are not like everyone else. You are not only Rinaldis but also Castellanos. Any man who joins our family knows that and knows the consequences of treating us as anything less than Queens." "Never forget that we are powerful women, capable of bringing men to their knees. Your Papa and my husband may think that they rule the world but we are the ones who dominate. We pull every string and you will learn to do this with your own husbands. You shall become their every thought and every desire. Only then will you be able to claim the power that belongs to you. Love matches are great but we aren't Cinderellas or Sleeping Beauties. That life is a little too boring for us. We

She said, huffing in contempt. "The rules have been laid down years ago. Years before we were born." Darian managed to say. "Yes, by the ones who were the Lords then, you can always change the rules. You know, I honestly think this is unfair to the women because the men can do whatever they want to do, they have the freedom to do whatever they want to do, but the women can not do the same. That's so bad. I am sure the Lord who made the rule was a possessive one who just wanted his women to submit to his every will." Lena rolled her eyes.

" I asked Harlow. She shook her head. "It's a whole lotta nothing," I said. "A silent side-piece to a male Alpha as his pretty, doting mate. Packs have Lunas to keep women in line with some false sense of power. It's all patriarchal bullsh*t, and I wasn't about to spend the next chapter of my life barefoot and pregnant while some guy called the shots.

Dominic says. "Because she has the Capo to protect her," he barks out. "We did not build this empire to be ruled by a womb. Men lead, and women have children. That’s the order of things!” “Order?” I scoff, having had enough of their bickering. "My wife is performing her wifely duties, she will bear my children but she will also take over for her late father. Alessandra does not stand alone,” I say, my voice sharp. “She stands behind me, and im certain you’re all familiar with how short my temper can be."