Your Submissive Doll Novels & Stories

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.

"She's my submissive's friend, so you better watch out for her. Especially since Amelie told me she's nothing like a submissive, in fact quite the opposite. " I don't answer anything and let Eric go. I saw the potential in this girl, she is naturally submissive, even if she refuses to accept it. She has this natural way of accepting authority, of obeying the orders I give her, without her even realizing that they are orders. I can't believe how fast things happened, I don't know if it's a pure coincidence or if I'm just the luckiest guy on earth. Evelyn, a great friend of my mother's, came into my office to drop off this file saying that it was a friend's daughter who was going through a dif

I look at the time on my watch, and realize how late it is; a quarter to seven. "Yes, yes, of course, you can always leave at your usual time," I explain, closing the laptop. He nods and leaves the place, and I stare at how incredible life is: the manager is a woman raised in an orphanage, a woman who was raised by nuns, and it's not that this is something out of this world, but that she exudes sexuality, sex, desire, and I can even swear that she's not a virgin. What if it is? Most of these women don't have sex, or they're lesbians. I shake my head, and get ready to grab my things. First time in my life that I stay so late in the office, and more to check the data of an unknown person, but

“Then, could you tell me what sort of woman attracts you as of current? While you’re at it, could you also tell me what you like seeing on a woman? This way, the R&D department can make a comparison. After all, sex dolls are different from other sex toys. The very first thing we need to do is to make sure the doll fits your aesthetics. If it doesn’t, no matter how good its functions are, it won’t be able to make you crave for it.” “I like your face and the way you dress,” Titus immediately said. Carol’s ears burned, and she moved the phone away from her ear. She then remembered that she wore a black pencil skirt on the day she first met him at Uptown Bar, and she cursed him in her heart. She

The sub would be wearing a crimson outfit that would display perfectly against the dark background. "Doms, subs, pets and slaves, thank you for your membership. We appreciate your loyalty and patience as we rebuilt. Tonight we are thanking you with some entertainment. We have several events on this stage and around the club to show off what our staff offers in the way of services, but this first scene isn't for sale. I'd like you to meet my personal submissive, Baby Girl."

My barely-there black sequin dress caught the light of the disco ball. My makeup was sharp and aggressive: blood-red lips and smoky, winged eyeliner that formed a seductive cat-eye. I imagined Rocco's frown, the disgusted look in his eyes he'd give me before telling me to go back and change. But this was the real me, Rosalie Thorne, the Thorn Principessa, who never had to dull her edges for anyone. Just like now. Julian had booked us the prime circular booth in the center of the club. Across from me, a male model, barely twenty, was blushing as he stared at my collarbone.

“Good girl. You’re perfect for this. Soon we’ll reach higher counts like fifty, a hundred strokes. You’ll cry so beautifully for me, your needy little pussy straining for release I may deny.” She moaned as I teased her clit, edging her close but pulling back. “Please, sir… I need more.” I smiled, satisfaction flooding me. This was only the beginning. Vera would become my ideal submissive…office by day, bent and grateful over my bench by night.

"What the fuck, this... What did you are doing to me...!?" "I aforementioned it before... I'm the most recent model. success build babies with the target, I'm equipped with 10 thousand different pleasure functions. an ideal blowup doll" "Blowup doll... Isn't that term the foremost insulting for artificial humans!" "In any case, you refuse to back down? Fine, prepare yourself..." Trisha defeated her lips and untied her ponytail. Her hair draped down onto Raven's face, giving off a corrupting fragrance. Even her body's scent and breath were most likely a part of her pleasure functions, right? Raven felt even a lot powerless, even mentally he was bit by bit losing resistance.

I want to suck those babies. My heart began pounding in my chest as I swallowed hard. His body frame was so beautiful to watch, his abs, his nipples. Fuck…I want to submit to him right now I guess I'm getting too cheap again but I can't help it. I walked in and swayed my hips seductively. I knelt before Diego and grabbed his dick. “Allow me to take care of this baby, Daddy?” I said in a sultry and a loud growl escaped Diego's lips.

Chapter (6) ~ Dominant High School ~ “Claudia Jackson,” she replied, still trying to free herself, though his closeness was doing something strange… something she couldn’t explain. “If you stay still… I’ll let you go,” Trevor said, his voice low and controlled. There was something in his tone — something that made her stop struggling. Slowly, she went still. And for a brief second… something shifted in him. Trevor liked control, he likes submissiveness.