Fem Dom Novels & Stories

she replies, rolling her eyes dramatically. “Besides, innocent? Please! We just had sex!” She pauses for a moment and leans closer, adding with a playful purr, “And I don’t think that qualifies as being innocent, do you?” I chuckle softly, both at her sass and her confidence. “Well, baby girl, I wouldn’t exactly label what we did as bad. Seriously, with that mouth of yours, you might just need a good spanking to remind you what’s appropriate.” I tease, unable to hide the grin forming on my face. “But I want you to understand something about me I’m what some people call a Dom, and certain things you do or say really bring that side of me out. Do you have any idea what that entails?”

As Serena reached there she saw her brother beckoning her over to where he and the alpha’s son Vante stood. Damon continued discussing about Nagoka pack’s visit with Vante as he watched his little sister walking over to them. He had believed that he won’t be seeing her today. “Will you be training someone today?” Damon asked Serena to confirm if she was here to train someone. Serena gave a respectful nod to Vante as he was the future alpha before continuing to answer her brother. “Yes, I was thinking of training the new young females group, they have no idea how to defend themselves let alone fight, they are in a bad condition. I had to dismiss them after a few runs last time since it was t

Cum — thick, warm, and mixed from both men — was still leaking steadily from my ruined pussy, sliding down my inner thighs in slow, obscene trails. “Easy, sweetheart,” Dom murmured softly, his voice now laced with a gentleness that contrasted sharply with the way he had just fucked me. He brushed my sweatdampened hair from my face and pressed a surprisingly soft kiss to my forehead. “You did so well for us. Such a perfect little bride, taking two cocks like you were made for it.” I whimpered quietly as he helped me stand, my pussy and ass throbbing with a deep, delicious ache. “I… I can’t believe I did that,” I whispered, my voice hoarse from screaming.

I had a reputation to keep, a life that made sense, and a simple view of who I was supposed to be. Yet here I was, curled under my blanket at midnight, sweating over a text from an anonymous man I had never seen. I scrolled up through the chat log, His profile had no face picture, just a single shot of his upper body, broad shoulders, a thick, muscular chest covered in dark hair, and a pose that radiated complete, effortless authority. His display name was DomDaddy. I swallowed hard, my throat completely dry, and forced my fingers to type out a response.

Shemika “Next, orgasm control!” Dom muttered as he went for the sex tools on the ground and began to fumble for only God knows what. He grabbed a vibrator and stepped closer to me on the bed. I took a deep breath as I smiled at the vibrator while being brought closer to me. He squatted down just next to me on the bed, “You can say Red if you want me to stop, and…” Dom wasn't done talking when I cut him off mid-sentence.

Somewhere between confusion at what she was doing and wanton acceptance. Dominic groaned. This was the third pussy he'd been in that day the third family member he'd fucked and each was subtly different. Pamela so urgent. Emily so affectionate. Eve was somewhere in between. She had the stamina and experience of her mother. The softness and affection of her younger sister.

"You lоvе іt whеn I fuсk you lіkе a little whоrе?" It dіdn't mаttеr. I wаѕ too gone to rерlу, and frankly, I dіdn't care. Actually, I lоvеd іt. Though I was nоrmаllу a vеrу іndереndеnt, feminist woman, in thе ultimate thrоеѕ of раѕѕіоn, I dіdn't care аbоut bеіng роlіtе, роlіtісаllу соrrесt, оr about аnу dаmnеd gender equality issues. All I саrеd about wаѕ the fееlіng, thе fаntаѕу, the excitement. Thе іntеnѕіtу. Thе mоrе, thе better.

She was putting on the red lingerie, all I had to do is shift her panties to side and I was inside her sweet spot. I fucked her with so much intention and passion. Thrusting precisely and fast into her. She moaned and screamed zaddy ontop of her voice not minding the fact that Bernice was outside. Oh zaddy, you made me feel alive. Her words drove me crazy as I turned her and my dick found its way into her ass. "I own you Meena, I own you". She giggled and I could feel her body tighten, ready to receive me.

Not tonight. The second DOM, a man with a scar running down the side of his face, had his submissive bent over the arm of a leather sofa. Her dress was hiked up around her waist, exposing her bare skin to the cool air. He ran his hand over her ass, caressing it almost tenderly before raising his arm and bringing his hand down in a sharp smack that echoed through the room. The submissive gasped, but her sound of pain was quickly drowned out by the DOM’s low, approving growl. He spread her legs wider, positioning himself behind her as he roughly entered her, thrusting with a primal intensity that made her cry out, her hands gripping the edge of the sofa for support.

she whispers. “Let me see, baby. I want to see how wet you are,” I say, my voice starting to take on a pleading tone with how aroused I am. I have to get myself under control. My mate likes it when I’m in control in the bedroom. I don’t want her to flounder while we’re having fun. That’s part of the job of the dom in the relationship. To make sure that their sub feels safe while in a scene. She pulls her hand out of her shorts and shows them to me. They glisten with her juices all the way down to her palm, with part of her palm being wet as well.