Mistress Trixie (ON HOLD)

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Larry needs a release and break from his world she can give him that.. But first she wants him to submit. Can Larry do that with his ever- present dominate nature? I don't know we shall seeAll Rights Reserved

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DESIRE TO CONTROL HER ✅ by Romantic_stories123

He was the strictest Dom, loves to control women and she was a free bird, didn't like to be controlled by anybody. He was into the BDSM and she hates it. He was finding a challenging submissive for himself and she was a perfect match for him but she wasn't ready to accept his offer because she lived her life without any rules and regulations. She wanted to fly high like a free bird without any limitations. He has a burning desire to control her because she was his perfect choice but she was a hard nut to crack. He was crazy to make her his submissive and control her mind, soul and body. What will be the spark between them? Will it end with Dom dropping the whip or the bird getting into the cage? To know these answers join the cute and intense journey of the hot and strictest Master and his cute little butterfly. *** "I flared up by looking at the person like you." "What do you mean by this?" "I mean you're a Dominant who controls people life and I hate it." "You don't know anything, butterfly. At least experience it, then hate it." "It will be better if I throw you out of the cafe by kicking your ass." His eyes widened a bit in shock. "This will also be a new experience for me." I grinned. "Butterfly, you will regret if you ever do this to me or even say this to me again." His tone became stern suddenly. "Oh, I'm so scared." I scoffed. "Fuck you and get the hell out of my cafe if you don't want me to kick your ass." He frowned and dragged me to the backside of the cafe by seizing my wrist. Then he pushed me into the party hall and hurriedly locked the door. "What the fuck do you think of yourself? You," "Shut up." He roared, cutting my words. He again grasped my wrist and dragged me to the sofa. He sat down and with a swift motion, he yanked me down and bent me over his lap. He pinned me against the sofa by pressing his hand on my back and locked my legs between his legs. What he is doing? Fear rushed down my spine.

Livin a Thug Life, Got a Hood Love by mrsLarryBourgeois101

"I want a family! I want kids, I want you to stop what you're doing! I want you to love me!" "I can't do that! A'ight, this is who I am!" "Then just go Larry! Go!" "I can't promise you I'll stop, but I can promise this, Ima protect you and love you no matter what you say. I love you girl, why can't you see that?"

DWUMP! The flogger hits my erection. I groan, squirm, and pull on my restraints. She flicks her wrist again. DWUMP! Ouch! "Stop squirming!" she reprimands me. "Absorb the pleasure." She flicks her wrist again and again and she doesn't stop. She delivers feather like blows up and down my hard length. I moan loudly, screaming out her name incoherently, and explode. ********** Axel Whyte was a regular guy going about his normal life in search for the right person. By regular guy, I mean, eligible billionaire bachelor, by normal life, I mean, BDSM life, and by special someone, I mean a Domme! He soon meets a woman that entices him. . .but she's not at all what he wants. She's inexperienced with his lifestyle! So if he wants her, he'll have to teach her how to be his Submissive before she can be his Dominatrix. Is Axel ready to take a risk that she could be his perfect Domme by training her to be his Sub or will he leave her alone for a more experienced, veteran Domme?

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Tempting The Dominatrix by feistylittlefox

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

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DESIRE TO CONTROL HER ✅

He was the strictest Dom, loves to control women and she was a free bird, didn't like to be controlled by anybody. He was into the BDSM and she hates it. He was finding a challenging submissive for himself and she was a perfect match for him but she wasn't ready to accept his offer because she lived her life without any rules and regulations. She wanted to fly high like a free bird without any limitations. He has a burning desire to control her because she was his perfect choice but she was a hard nut to crack. He was crazy to make her his submissive and control her mind, soul and body. What will be the spark between them? Will it end with Dom dropping the whip or the bird getting into the cage? To know these answers join the cute and intense journey of the hot and strictest Master and his cute little butterfly. *** "I flared up by looking at the person like you." "What do you mean by this?" "I mean you're a Dominant who controls people life and I hate it." "You don't know anything, butterfly. At least experience it, then hate it." "It will be better if I throw you out of the cafe by kicking your ass." His eyes widened a bit in shock. "This will also be a new experience for me." I grinned. "Butterfly, you will regret if you ever do this to me or even say this to me again." His tone became stern suddenly. "Oh, I'm so scared." I scoffed. "Fuck you and get the hell out of my cafe if you don't want me to kick your ass." He frowned and dragged me to the backside of the cafe by seizing my wrist. Then he pushed me into the party hall and hurriedly locked the door. "What the fuck do you think of yourself? You," "Shut up." He roared, cutting my words. He again grasped my wrist and dragged me to the sofa. He sat down and with a swift motion, he yanked me down and bent me over his lap. He pinned me against the sofa by pressing his hand on my back and locked my legs between his legs. What he is doing? Fear rushed down my spine.

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