Velora's Story - Obedient Girl x Possessive Dom "Now, this is a disobedient submissive, she lied and chose not to listen. What do we do in this situation?", and all hands go up except the girls. "Ian", I look up to see Corra's brother looking at me. "Punish her with the crop", he says, and the teacher says he's correct. I feel a cool wind whip past me and then a burning pain. A scream comes out of my mouth, and tears flow out of my eyes. The teacher puts his hand on the middle of my back to hold me down. He keeps going, and the class watches, the most humiliating experience in my life. One by one, the pain does not die down. My screams eventually stop, and my tears are still flowing out as he goes on. Looking down, the papers underneath me are now wet with my tears. After the whips stop, he grabs my braids and turns me towards the students. "Now, any questions?" Everyone's hands go up. Once he answers all of the questions, he shoves me towards my seat. Rushing towards my seat, trying to sit down without hurting my bottom. I feel numb. Why does this always happen to me?

⚠️DISCLAIMER: THIS BOOK DOES NOT FULLY AND ACCURATELY REPRESENT ACTUAL BDSM DYNAMICS - THIS IS MORE LIKE AN EXTREME DARK ROMANCE FANTASY! THERE'S SOME STUFF IN HERE THAT SHOULD NEVER BE DONE AND THERES SOME STUFF IN HERE THAT CAN BE DONE IN A DYNAMIC AFTER FULL AND CAREFUL DISCUSSIONS AND WITH CLEAR CONSENT FROM BOTH / ALL PARTIES INVOLVED! THERE WILL ALSO BE STUFF IN HERE THAT IS A MUST IN THIS TYPE OF DYNAMIC SUCH AS AFTERCARE. THIS BOOK IS 99% FANTASY AND LIKE LESS THAN 1% FACTS ‼️ONCE AGAIN THIS IS NOT REAL AND IS SET IN AN NON-EXISTENT WORLD WITH VERY TWISTED AND UNETHICAL RULES SO PLEASE DON'T READ IF EXTREMITIES AND STUFF LIKE THIS BOTHERS YOU‼️ Viper lives in a world where everyone's relationship style and type is decided for them before they come of age to be found life-long partners. It was introduced when her parents were kids and there were many rebellions but now it was the normal nearly 30 years later with 24 year old Viper having to go through the same thing, just like everyone else had to back then and has to these days. TRIGGER WARNINGS (I just KNOW some of you's out there are like me and read this section like it's a menu🤣🙈) ‼️18 plus (but realistically 20+) ‼️SWEARING ‼️ABUSE ‼️GRAPHIC DESCRIPTIONS OF INJURY ‼️ABDUCTION ‼️TORTURE ‼️SCENES OF VIOLENCE ‼️CONTROL ‼️VIOLENCE ‼️DRUGGING ‼️DRUG USE (I AM A MEDICAL USER MYSELF (🍃) HOWEVER IF YOU'RE STRUGGLING WITH ADDICTION BUT ARE AFRAID TO USE ALONE, YOU CAN REACH OUT TO NEVER USE ALONE (IN THE US🇺🇸) - EVEN ANONYMOUSLY OR REDCAR (IN THE UK 🇬🇧). ‼️SEXUAL CONTENT (including 🍇 scenes) {IF YOU ARE A VICTIM, I URGE YOU NOT TO READ! IF YOU DO READ AND FEEL TRIGGERED IN ANY WAY - STOP ✋ REACH OUT TO ME ✉️ AND I WILL SUPPORT YOU / BE THERE FOR YOU I AM A VICTIM MYSELF SO I KNOW HOW TRAUMATIC IT CAN BE. ‼️Suicide / Self Harm (REACH OUT TO ANYONE (EVEN ME) IF YOU ARE STRUGGLING OR NEED SUPPORT - YOU ARE NEVER ALON

"Stop right there." Confused, I turned around. "What? I thought we're rushing?" "We are, but apparently you need me to explain the rules to you again." I crossed my arms in front of my chest. "You want me to be quiet and look pretty. It's not that hard to understand," I sighed. "I'm not going to embarrass you, don't worry." He didn't seem convinced. "I'm serious. Behave." Behave? I arched an eyebrow at him. "I don't know if you've forgotten, but I am not your submissive." Something flickered in his eyes. "Believe me, if you were my submissive, you'd be over my knee right now for your tone and that eye roll a minute ago." Book THREE and the grande finale of the Westminster Academy series :) *updates every Monday, 7pm (GMT)* --- the whole book is already available as an ebook on Patreon (link in bio) ---

"He married her to break her. He broke instead." "She was innocent. His love wasn't." ---------------------------------------------------------------------- She thought it was just another arranged marriage. He knew it was the perfect revenge. AARYAN VERMA - cold, powerful, untouchable - returned not for love, but for vengeance. MEHER KAPOOR - soft-spoken, innocent, undeserving of hate - became his perfect target. He blames her for the downfall of his family. She doesn't even know what crime she's paying for. On the night of their wedding, his vows were made of venom. Every word he speaks is a blade, every touch a punishment. But beneath his fury is a man haunted by memories... and a woman who once adored him from afar. When truth shatters his hate, regret will destroy him more than revenge ever could. But will she still be there to forgive the man who ruined her?

He wasn't the man she was supposed to marry. But when her fiancé cheated on the day of their wedding, his elder brother stepped in - not out of love, but to protect her dignity. Sharvika never wanted Veeransh. She never forgave him for what she thought he'd stolen. So she wore the bridal red with rage in her heart and vengeance on her lips. Veeransh accepted her coldness, her silence, her subtle punishments - all without defense. He never asked for her love. He only offered quiet protection... and took every blame she threw like it was his to carry. But hatred is a fragile thing when laid beside kindness. And guilt? Guilt never stays buried forever. As truths unravel, so does her heart - piece by piece, in the arms of the man she swore to hate. A story of broken vows, silent sacrifice, and a love that was never meant to happen... but did anyway. ........... Tropes: Marriage of convenience Fiancé runs, brother replaces Cold wife × quiet, protective husband He takes the blame, she gives the pain Guilt. Resentment. Silent love. .......... Words count : 49,600 ......... Started on : July 17, 2025 Completed on : ......... ! This story is complete work of imagination and it's completely mine ! ......... Pictures:- Pinterest (credits to the rightful owners)

#2nd Series of Sherawat "You are my wife and you will do whatever I will say. Now start removing your clothes." He looked at his bride who was standing in front of him without any fear. "Huh...you will do whatever I say, my foot. I am Shivanya Kaur and I never bow in front of anyone. You have married me by forcing me but you can't touch me without my permission." She said with boldness. "Okay, let's see...." Just in a blink he stood up from the couch and before she could react he held her wrist and fell on the bed with her. . . . A girl was running on the streets in a mustard color punjabi bridal attire. She stopped on a road as she was just too tired from running. Soon she felt many lights. She looked up and found herself surrounded by many luxurious cars. Then she looked up at the sky from where a helicopter was landing and a dashing personality came out of it. His personality becomes more royal in his branded three piece suit. "Ab tera kya hoga Shivanya. Baba jii mein pura gurudwara mein langar karwaungi. Bas iss shaitan se bachalo..." She joined her bangle cladded hands together and looked up at the sky. "There's no way to save yourself as I am the only person who is above and in front of you..." A loud muscular voice echoed in her ears. . . . . . Adhyay Singh Sherawat is a name that commands both fear and respect, a business tycoon whose empire stretches across countless industries. Yet, despite the cold, calculating nature that defines him in the business world, there is one thing Adhyay cherishes above all else: his family and his wife 'Shivanya.' Shivanya Gill is the vibrant, Punjabi kudi, with a mischievous spark. A drama queen, with a sharp mind and a heart full of life, she is the complete opposite of Adhyay Singh Sherawat-where he is dark and brooding, she is bright and full of energy. You can also read it standalone. All rights are reserved under @Realest_thinker7.

Major trope- • Extremely shy submissive fl X Cunning Dominant ml • Innocent princess X Mafia king • She fell first X He fell harder Darkness looms over two fractured worlds-one bound by royalty, the other by ruthless power. Their fates collide in an unholy alliance born of vengeance, hatred, and secrets. She is Vaishnavi Singh Rathore, the silent princess. Branded a curse since childhood, she has chosen silence as her shield, her green eyes speaking the words her lips never could. He is Devendra Pratap Rao, the mafia king. Cold, calculating, and unyielding, his grey eyes hold storms, his touch a dangerous promise. A man who detests human connection-yet, with her, the rules shatter. Bound by a marriage neither wanted, they stand on opposite ends of a legacy soaked in blood. She runs, her anklets jingling with every step. He walks, his pace calm, unhurried-a predator stalking his prey. "You can run all you want," his deep voice echoes, laced with dark amusement. "But you'll always end up here. With me." She gasps as he corners her, his hand brushing against her waist, fiddling with her chain. His grey eyes burn like molten fire as they lock onto her, pinning her in place. She clutches his collar, trembling, caught in a game of dominance and defiance. "You're mine, princess," he whispers, their noses brushing as the tension between them crackles like a storm. "Every heartbeat, every breath-mine." Her silence speaks louder than words. And in that silence, a dangerous obsession blooms, one that threatens to consume them both. "His: Captive Empress"- where silence speaks, and the fire within burns brighter than destiny itself.

She writes a journal stating word for word her deepest darkest desires. He finds it, and uses it as blackmail against her. 18+!!! Chapters marked with "🔥" have explicit scenes. It gets spicier as the story carries on. ""... I want to beg him to stop even though I don't really want him to. When I say please stop I want him to go harder. And when I'm a moaning mess, I want him to make fun of me, and to tell me that I deserve it. For him to be aggressive, or tie me up. And really, I just want him to control me.""

Sunday is nineteen and has a talent for getting in trouble. After being expelled from nearly every school she's attended, her parents finally ship her off to Saunders Academy-a last resort for problem students. But Saunders isn't just any school. Every student is placed into a classification that defines who they are: Dom or Sub, Caregiver or Little, Brat or Tamer, Pet or Slave. What she thought would be another easy expulsion turns into something she can't control. Because once you're classified at Saunders-escaping isn't as simple as breaking the rules.

18+ mature content Lottie has always dreamed of being dominated and controlled so when an opportunity arises for her to lecture and attend a BDSM academy for adults she joins. However, Lottie is assigned two dominants Grayson and Jack who strongly align with her wants and needs, supporting her in a 24/7 BDSM relationship. Strictly for 18 and over. Spanking Bondage Punishment 24/7 BDSM relationship Orgasms denial CNC Anal sex Humiliation Chastity Exhibition