Where a student controls a teacher like a slut and the teacher loves to be controlled "hey Mr submissive" "don't call me that jeon" "why? Aren't you submissive from my touch?" #2 vkook

Being a drug lord is hard. Being a drug lord, who is also a woman, is even harder. So many people take you as a joke or try to convince you that sex with them is better than getting paid. But it's better to fake flirt with them, have them wrapped around your finger before breaking their nose, beating then robbing them. My life isn't as hard as others, but when your a woman, power and money still means nothing to men. No matter how in control you are of everything, they'll try to find a way to take that power away so you'll have to depend on them. CEO's, judges, lawyers, other drug dealers, sorry excuses for men, and even cops. A particular cop has taken an interest in me. Something about him drives me wild, but scares me. Maybe I'll entertain him, just for a bit to keep the cops off my ass. What's the worse that could happen? Copyright © The Cop and The Submissive

After the accident of Elizabeth Cruz Jewels' father, Mr. Jewels was bedridden in the hospital, comatose for ages. Marcel, Elizabeth's mother, she recieved a money from a shark loan Mr. James. The money was used for the maintenance of her husband. Unable to pay the money she owe which grew tripple bigger, Mr. James barge into Jewels residence and took Ellie as a payment. The old man runs multiple illegal business including human trafficking where he buy women and sell them for a bigger price. Alexander Carson Thansley, a foreign businessman residing in the country is one of Mr. James' clientele. He buy woman in reasonable price, make them his submissive for six months and abandoned all of 'em afterwards. His current contract with his submissive expires and he's on the search for another one. When Alexander saw Ellie on Mr. James' quarter, covered in sweat and rag clothes, he knew who's next. Alexander bought Ellie to make her his new submissive.

Story of Daimen and Liam "My name... say it again." He said running his finger down my back making me bite my lip and close my eyes. It felt awfully good when he touched me like that. My wolf had long forgotten about his dilemma of accepting our mate or not for he was busy purring from our mate's touch and soft caress. "Damien" i said with a voice that shocked me. An almost moan like response. I gasped finally looking at the mirror and saw him staring at me. His eyes dark and black with what seemed like lust and desire. What the hell... this is not me... or so i thought. "That's a good little Alpha" he chuckled darkly making me whimper. As i had said the night was going to be WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS A FEW SPELLING MISTAKES CAUSE ITS MY FIRST TO EVER WRITE IN WATTPAD. PLEASE IGNORE THEM AND IF A FEW GRAMMAR ISSUES ARE A HARD LIMIT FOR YOU PLEASE DO NOT READ THIS BOOK. THANK YOU. I REPEAT THIS BOOK IS NOT FOR GRAMMAR FREAKS. Story contains mature themes of MXM.. in other words manxman... if not your cup of tea or coffee run along and move on. Enjoy the book

Emily and Jackson have known each other for over twelve years and during that time, they'd almost slept together on a couple of occasions. Yet, she had always backed off. Now, they're both single at the same time and she's moving home to Salida Colorado. Emily is positive nothing will happen between them, but when he picks her up from the airport, she's getting different vibes from him and is asking herself if he's really that much of a nice guy, or will he be the one to fulfill her BDSM fantasies.

Every person that has ever crushed on a celebrity knows what it's like to tweet and try and catch the attention of said celebrity even though there is next to know chance they will see your message. You do it anyway, hoping, praying for that day when your dream comes true. That's me when it comes to any of the 5sos lads, but of course I have a soft spot for One Direction as well. So why would I pass up the opportunity to have Harry Styles kik me? The simple answer is; I wouldn't. Hence, I am sitting in front of my laptop like every other girl on this planet, tweeting Harry my kik name...

Will be Rated-R in future chapters. For a more sensual Club Dishabille experience: http://ardenaoide.tumblr.com/ “How much do you think you can take?” CLUB DISHABILLE Dishabille – The state of being only partly or scantily clothed. It's the perfect name for Miranda Marchand's nightclub. For her brother, Alexander Marchand, it is the perfect place to find women who can fulfill his every desire. While his kinks aren't uncommon, his affections run too fast and too deep for the cautious and aloof. He has given up on finding the one who can embrace his impulsiveness. For Dahlia Warwick, Club Dishabille is the gateway to a sensuous new world. A world she craves. Dahlia meets with Miranda with a seemingly simple task: To help her find a man who would be patient enough to guide her through her submissive fantasies, but not dismiss her fears. Miranda knows that Dahlia is not one for play that doesn't involve her heart, and she knows only one man who could guide and teach her, to worship and to love her. It's a rapid awakening for both Alex and Dahlia, quickly laying trust and intimacy on the table. Club Dishabille spanks the genre of romance and gives the readers the hearts and flowers they love and only the palest of pink bottoms. It is an erotic tale for those who aren't looking for Cinderella or Prince Charming. It is a feast for those who want it a little bit...rougher.