"You're so perf- ah-" Alex sputters out a moan when I grind against him. "-perfect, fuck," He hisses out. Holding back, are we? I'm leaning over the sink, supporting myself on both my elbows. He presses harder onto my ass, trying to create friction. I crane my neck up to observe him through the mirror, watching the blush across his cheeks and nose deepen as mine does the same. His shoulders heave with ragged and uneven breaths as he grips one hand on the edge of the sink, leaning his weight onto it. With his other hand, he occupies it by firmly grabbing my hip, caressing it in adoration. I feel the warm, growing wetness seep through his boxers against my ass. I reach behind me and grab onto the silky fabric of his black tie, yanking him forward. He chokes, eyes widening, and he instinctively holds onto it in response. The coolness of his silver chain and the hotness of his puffs tickle my back. I let out a trembling sigh at the foreign feeling. He glances up to glare at me through the mirror, with his pupils blown wide and his breaths heavier. I smirk, feeling the pounding against my ribcage thump even harder. I had never been a patient person. "Put it in, Alexandre." This is a game of domination.

*Warning there may be sensitive topics in the book* Where one's status is based on their Dominant or Submissive alleles, Ama'Rose always felt a deep reluctance to take part in societies grouping. She couldn't see herself under someone else's control, (a submissive). And being a switch was just too unstable for her, (a submissive and a dominant). With the fear of finding out her persona, Ama'Rose stayed clear of blood testing and categorizing, that is until she goes to club Chasity. From there her entire life makes a turn for the worse, and now her biology not only brings unwanted attention but also catches the eye of the only S ranked male submissive in America, Ezra Wellington.

I can't help the moan that escapes my mouth at the taste of her tongue against mine, and my hips pulse reflexively up to meet hers. But before I can reach the heat emanating from her core, she grasps my neck in her hand and pushes me away, pressing me into the couch, my breath coming out in pants once I'm disconnected from her. It takes a few seconds for my dazed eyes to make out the expression on her face, and I notice that, while her lips are swollen with my kisses, her eyebrows are pulled forward in frustration. "Kai." She lowly whispers my name and pulls the hand that isn't tightly grasping my neck out to caress my cheek. I can't tell whether to bask in her attention or obsess over the fact that I did something wrong. "Stay still," The right hand clasping my neck tightens to the point where I gasp for breath, but quickly releases soon after. My dick jumps in my briefs at the feeling and I blush, secretly hoping she didn't notice. By the way that her eyes light up and her eyebrows release to a more neutral stance, I can tell that she did. But there's no time to acknowledge that because her next words and actions render me breathless. "Remember, I am in control." She states, and then pushes her pelvis so that her heated core presses right against my aching cock. *** In which an inexperienced college freshman catches the eye of a sinful Dominatrix who wants to take every ounce of his innocence... WARNING: This story isn't limited to BDSM. It explores the kink world. And as you may or may not know, kinks go beyond pain/pleasure. If you're brave enough, check it out ;) *Trigger Warnings are provided in the first chapter* **The female lead is older by several years - suck it up sweetie, you'll survive** 110,000 - 120,000 Words

+18 Mature (Strong BDSM Themes) Male sub x Fem Dom Aiden Williams is an average college student, who grew up being the pride and joy of his family. His best friend Sam invites him out to have a little fun next weekend and explore their mutual "interests" at 'Eve's Garden' ...but is Aiden prepared to fall at the knees of the dungeon's most treasured and divine Mistress?

"Cash... We shouldn't be doing this here. This is really naughty." He moaned breathily in my ear. I rub my knee on his crotch, slightly smiling. I leaned in close in his ear before whispering: "That's the point baby. Now be a good boy for mommy and unzip these pants for me." • • In which the dealer starts talking to the quiet boy.

She wants to be called "Mistress". He wants to be called "Her Good Boy". She hypnotized him. He fell into her trap. She's superior. He's inferior. She's on top. He's on the bottom. But this ain't your typical femdom story. Love wasn't something that Ruby was yearning for but Clark dreams for a sexually dominant woman to pursue and when he meets her, he goes out of his way to show her that. However, in their BDSM relationship, conflicts start to brew between them when old lovers and new lovers come into the picture and they must face the consequences before they reunite. Ranked #1 in femdom October 20th, 2019 Ranked #1 in submale December 10th, 2019 Ranked #1 in female domination September 4th, 2020 Ranked #1 in mistress January 21st, 2023

-𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬- "Would you get on your knees for me?" "If you asked," he breathes out. I hum and trace his plump lips with my forefinger. "I don't ask, darling." It seemed that's all I had to say because he dropped to his knees before me, not once breaking eye contact. "Good boy."

"I l-love you m-more." He sputtered between heavy breaths, losing himself to the pleasure that enveloped his whole body. "Uh-huh. Not possible, sweetheart." . . Aaron Brown's foster parents sell him in a marriage to save their business. He was supposed to be their slave, but his parent-in-laws take a pity at the boy and make him their son-in-law. Destiny Ottilie Archer doesn't care about love, she'll do whatever her parents deem right for her. Started:- 29th December, 2023 Finished:- 24th February, 2024

Haneul is a Korean living in Italy he is a sweet, innocent guy but his life isn't so pretty Luciana Ricci she is the most ruthless, heartless ,sexy and beautiful mafia queen Her power is unmatched she doesn't care about anything or anyone aside her friends and family I don't own any of the pictures used in this story

Katrina Levour is used to being obeyed. She is the CEO of Levour Fashion, which means everyone in her life bends to her will. Her employees want promotions, her models want recognition, and her 'friends' want access to her life of glamour and luxury. Everyone in her life wants something from her, and they are willing to fake smiles and play nice to get it. Everyone except Coal. Coal is not nice. He is the most beautiful man to ever grace her camera, and yet he is unbearably arrogant and wildly disrespectful. And Katrina can't help but want to 'whip' him into shape. For Coal, and Coal alone, she decides to make a little time in her busy schedule for some 'fun'. Coal Ryder is no ordinary Model. At least he doesn't think so. He has been praised for his beauty since he was a child, and now, standing at 6'4 with rock-solid abs and a chiseled jaw, he is rising through the modeling ranks alarmingly fast. However, one person stands between him and his modeling dreams: Katrina Levour. She seems to hate everything about him. She saves only the the most embarrassing photo shoots for him and does everything in her power to torment him at work. However, Coal doesn't mind the torment. In fact, the longer he is around Katrina, the more he begins to crave her demeaning words and sharp tongue. What will happen when Katrina and Coal decide to take their fighting from work... to the bedroom.