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Trying To Dominate The Dominant [BDSM]

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Reads 2,431,472
Votes 44,112
Parts 24
Time 3h 53m

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bdsm dominant love romance submission texttospeech

Brooke is a hardheaded, blunt, champion boxer who hasn't lost a fight and doesn't take no for an answer. when her Bestfriend Evanley brings her to a BDSM club things end turning out wrong. she meets  billionaire club owner who's looking for a new sub. will she submit to him? or will he give up everything to submit to her?

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I smooth my hands over my dress. He's wearing a black suit with a black tie. He looks... nice... or whatever. Him eye-fucking me is really starting to get under my skin.

I grab my backpack that's at the bottom of the stage, I don't plan in staying in these clothes but I'll wear them until I can get a chance to change. I narrow my eyes and approach him in a cautious but bitter manor. He gets the picture because he plasters a triumph smirk on his face. That fucker. 

"What are you doing here leach" my words are like acid hopefully hinting that I don't want him to be here.

"I can't get a hello from my date? You look beautiful" his eyes roam up and down my body and I stiffen. The muscles in my stomach tighten and I swallow the lump in my throat. I agree I do look nice. I'm wearing a cream colored dress that's open in the back.  There's a thigh high split that's a little too far up for my liking but its fine. I put my hair up in a ponytail but it looks nice I guess. 

"So where are we doing this?" I question, ready to get this thing over with.

"Dinner sounds good to me, ready baby?" he stretches out his hand which I reluctantly take. He pulls me to him and snakes his hand around my back to clasp my waist.

"Your skin is so soft love" he purrs in my ear. 

"I'm not your baby I'm not your love or whatever other cute names you want to call me, and keep the touching to a minimal" he chuckles and leads me out side to a black Porsche that's waiting for him. So he's got money. I can see where the cockiness comes from.All Rights Reserved

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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.

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

✅ Desire To Control Her (Manan) by mehaklovely

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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. ------

Scarlet Red ✔ by Happyharriet

What the fuck do you want?"I asked. "Get dressed we're going out"he says. "Hell nah, I ain't going no where"I say going back to my room. All I want to do is sleep and I won't let anybody stop me. I feel a muscular hand snake around my waist pulling me out of my room. "I can't fall asleep so you can't sleep too!" He says forcefully. "I hate you!" I scream. "No you don't, you adore me" he chuckles "Keep dreaming boy" I wanted him to let go of me, not because I didn't like it but because his touch, was driving me insane. It felt great and I can't afford to fall for him, I mean look at him who wouldn't fall for that handsome face and crazy person but that was problem. I'm not his type. He turned me around and this time I was facing him, our eyes met and I couldn't deny it, it felt great to be in his arms. His eyes lowered and fell on my lips. Before I could even say my name, he kisses me. My eyes widened in shocked but I gave in and wrapped my arms around his neck, closing my eyes. God damn!his lips are soft. It was slow and gentle, his hands moved to my face as he increased the pace. My hands moved to his soft black hair. God! I've always wanted to touch it I let out a moan and he slipped his tongue in making the kiss hotter. It was the best feeling on earth. We both pulled away at the same time, panting. Damon and Scarlet, two different people brought together by fate but separated by life. Will they find each other again and just live with the memories of what that had??

DESIRE TO CONTROL HER ✅ by Romantic_stories123

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His Submissive Dancer by lavender2024

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New Heights (ONGOING) by THE_HEADKAY

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Pieces of Her

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.