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Grace of a BDSM submissive.

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Parts 4
Time 1h 11m

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The story is an interesting description of a submissive's everyday life. It has come up with what a sub desires and how she discovers her grace and respect.

Warning: Bdsm and sexual content.
18+ Read at your own risks.

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I look into the mirror and I see my red cheecks blushing with happiness. My ass is welted with the hard strokes of the cane, they will soon turn into bruises, my ass has a perfect red colour.

My lips are redder than my lipstick because of his rigourous biting. I love the way he has marked me. I wish to be his. I will definitely work for him.
I clean up myself and walk out finally.

"Goodbye sir." I say.
"Goodbye Miss laymen. I will look forward to an obidient and devoted submissive. Be responsible towards your training. One mistake and you will end up with a harsh punishment. So it's better that you don't let that happen." He says as he casts his eyes on me.

"Your lips and ass look so good." he teases me now.All Rights Reserved

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My Master, My Husband (BOOK 1) by thefoodlover1213

THIS BOOK IS 18+ "Alright, I'll tell you the rules twice, and I'll need you to memorize them, write them down and give them to me tomorrow morning." Wait, I'm not good at memorizing things! I nod waiting for him to continue, but I get a soft slap on my face instead, which takes me by surprise. "Words Amelia, you need to respond in words. Speaking of which, that's the first rule. No nodding, no shaking heads no sign language because we both are very capable of hearing and speaking, okay?" I was about to nod when I realized in time. "Yes...?" "Master, you are to address me as your Master when we are alone, but when in public I still wait for some kind of respect you understand?" "Yes Master" --------------------------------------------------- Amelia is the average rich girl, (with a touch of anger issues) she thought she didn't cared about anything or anyone because her life was already planned ahead and there was nothing she could do about it. Although she was envied by most, her life was controlled by her father, and she followed his every rule no matter how hurtful they were to her. Then one day her eyes fell on him, Axel, her meant to be husband... and her soon to be Master. She had to learn how to be a submissive but at the same time be a fearsome and independent woman. To reach her goals and protect what was hers, she had to do things that she never once imagined she'd do. How far would you go to protect your loved ones and your reputation?

Testing His Limits by wydyouwannaknow

[COMPLETED] "You were mine the second you stepped foot in my club. He growled into my ear making my whole body burn with need. "Knees. Now." My knees threatened to bend and fall to the ground, but I have to stand my ground, I can't back out now. He promised punishment and I wanted to see just how much he was willing to let me take. "I don't belong to anyone but myself." I snapped back, surprised that it came out of my mouth. "You have one more chance. Knees." His eyes were no longer it's regular light color but now almost completely black and full of lust as I stood still, not moving an inch. "Wrong move baby," he chuckled, "if you want to act like a brat then you'll be treated like one too." He wraps a hand around my throat pulling me closer and whispers in my ear,- "I'm going to have your sweet voice begging and begging for me and when I finally let you have it, you'll have it over and over again to the point you'll be begging for me to stop." I gulped and then nodded, this was going to be a long night. "Words my love." He chuckled at the sight of me trembling with his hand around my throat, tightening it. "Y-yes sir." Was all I managed to splurr out. What was once a strong independent woman who stood her ground, was a girl who was wanting and begging to be punished. "I want you naked, kneeling and waiting for me in your bedroom, I have some work to take care of. I'll be there after." Then without another word, he walked away. ------

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

Pieces of Her by KittenKes

I'm in love with three men. Three dominant men. And I date them all under one roof. Javier-My master-with his dark eyes, muscular build, and loud arrogance. He loves to assert his dominance. He loves that I am eager to serve-eager to please. I am his pet, and I willingly submit myself to him. I get lost in his demands-his gentle but firm touch. He needs me most after a long shift at the firehouse-when he is exhausted, stressed out, and in need of comfort. At 30 years-old he has already aided in putting out some of the most deadly wildfires in California, and has won two Lifesaving Medals for his acts of heroism. He is fearless in everything he does. Castiel-My beautiful Daddy-with his dirty blonde hair, bristly beard, piercing honey colored eyes, and symmetrical features. He always appreciated photography, but he soon realized he looked better in front of the camera instead of behind it. At 32 years of age, he has graced the cover of many magazines, fashion runways, and garment advertisements. I'm his baby girl, and he is my caregiver. His strong protective embrace has saved me from numerous break-downs, and his calming voice has talked me off the ledge more than once. Lucian-My Sir-with his sensual touch, piercing features, inked skin, and soft sadistic side. He is a 29 year-old tattoo artist-accustomed to inflicting pain and leaving marks on skin. I am his baby-his little rope bunny. Our sessions are always slow and highly erotic. He looks at me like a masterpiece, and he is my artist. I relinquish all of my control, and trust him completely with it. And then there's me-Lexi Montgomery-a 25 year-old PhD student of Anthropology in her first year of the program. When I am not drowning in my studies, I am serving as a submissive to all three of these men, and I would never trade it for the world. I love them all, and they love me in return. They just have a funny way of showing it.

Invisible Ties || BDSM by EmilyThompson04

Club Edge-Book 1 "It seems that you've forgotten your basic manners also with your BDSM etiquette. Am I right?" Why the fuck was his voice so deep and smooth, as if his face wasn't enough to make my pussy throb. But if he thinks he can come here and just boss me around, he's got another thing coming for him. "And here I thought you ended our relationship two years ago so you are not my Dom and I do not have to listen to your bullshit." I said to his face knowing what would happen if he is the same Master Felix I knew from two years ago. "Mind your tone Miss Bennett or it won't take me a second's time to turn that sassy ass of yours bright red. Am I clear?" Who was I kidding, he's not changed a bit. He's the same Master Felix who can command my submission just with a look of his gorgeous yet stern eyes. "Make me." I fucked up, I knew I fucked up when I said those words. I don't regret it though because the next thing that happens to me changed my life forever. WARNING ⚠️: 18+ Only read if you are 18+ as this story revolves around BDSM themes and contains explicit sex scenes targeted towards mature audience. And always remember to play Safe, Sane and Consensual. Enjoy!!!!

Down on your knees by Theperson_who_writes

In this world there is a system where if any person does below the amount of work the government wants or needs them to do, and becomes unproductive, he or she will become a slave to whoever catches them or randomly assigned to a person from the government or even possibly sold. This how ever is biased and the system downgrades men way more than females, it's impossible for a girl to become a slave but it's much more unlikely than a guy. Ever since this rule was forced upon the world more and more men were turned into slaves making female dominance increase substantially. Mike never saw himself going down below the minimum. He was a very good hard working university student. But when he suddenly starts to fall back randomly he has no idea what to do, that's when his best friend Bethany who he has known his whole life comes up with the idea of him becoming her slave, one he will have a nicer owner and a person he knows, and she gains popularity at her school, however she still wants to be a dominant woman so she doesn't always let him slack off. She still hasn't registered him until they see if this will work out, But things may take a turn if someone from her Uni is able to get their hands on him and register him for themselves. mostly male bdsm but some female too so great for all genders sub or dom. or just for fun readers who want to enjoy some kinky drama book.

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.

Dangerous black ties by imcrazyyourpoint

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MAKE ME SIR! (BOOK I) COMPLETE by CasiliaCasaixx

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𝐾𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑟𝑠 ✔️ by briinlovee

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My Master, My Husband (BOOK 1)

THIS BOOK IS 18+ "Alright, I'll tell you the rules twice, and I'll need you to memorize them, write them down and give them to me tomorrow morning." Wait, I'm not good at memorizing things! I nod waiting for him to continue, but I get a soft slap on my face instead, which takes me by surprise. "Words Amelia, you need to respond in words. Speaking of which, that's the first rule. No nodding, no shaking heads no sign language because we both are very capable of hearing and speaking, okay?" I was about to nod when I realized in time. "Yes...?" "Master, you are to address me as your Master when we are alone, but when in public I still wait for some kind of respect you understand?" "Yes Master" --------------------------------------------------- Amelia is the average rich girl, (with a touch of anger issues) she thought she didn't cared about anything or anyone because her life was already planned ahead and there was nothing she could do about it. Although she was envied by most, her life was controlled by her father, and she followed his every rule no matter how hurtful they were to her. Then one day her eyes fell on him, Axel, her meant to be husband... and her soon to be Master. She had to learn how to be a submissive but at the same time be a fearsome and independent woman. To reach her goals and protect what was hers, she had to do things that she never once imagined she'd do. How far would you go to protect your loved ones and your reputation?