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.
Anna's P.O.V.
I'm getting ready for the club. It's not a normal club. It's a BDSM club. No, No, I'm not into all this. I don't like it if anybody controls me. I'm a free bird. I have my own sets of rules.
But my best friend, Eve is in this relationship. She loves her Dom and he loves her too. Her Dom is Dev, and he is a nice human being but a strict dom. He is very strict with his rules. Eve shares some time about him with me and I get goosebumps after listening to their session. But I have met him personally, he is a very nice person. She loves him, so I'm okay with them.
The club is owned by Dev's friend, Ethan. Eve had told me this.
I'm wearing a sexy red midi today which reaches up to my mid-thigh.
Forget to introduce myself. I'm Anna Baker, from London, but now I live with my best friend, Eve, in LA. We own a cafe here. My parents live in London and her parents live here in LA only. Eve is from a very rich family but she always wanted to do something on her own, so we opened a cafe together after our studies. I'm a complete chatterbox and live my life like a free bird.
We both have an interest in cooking delicious food. Our cafe is pretty famous. I'm so proud of us.
Eve stepped into my room and I turned around as I saw her through the mirror. She looks stunning in a hot black dress.
"Anna, you look so fucking hot. I'm telling you, today so many doms are going to approach you." She praised me.
"And I'm going to reject them with a smile." I grinned widely.
"Poor Doms." She made a sad pout, feeling pity for them.
"No, they're lucky Dom as you know me, it's very difficult to control me when I lose my temper. Nobody can control me and I'll never allow it." I said in attitude.
"They have their own ways to control their submissive." She said and I rolled my eyes.
"By the way, I'm seriously not understanding why you are taking me to this party."
"Maybe you will like it and find your Dom there." She winked at me.
She is such a tease.
"Shut up. You say anything." I chided her.
"But honestly, I have a feeling that this party is going to become a turning point of your life." She uttered in a serious tone.
I just shook my head. I'll never come into this type of relationship. It's true, the BDSM sessions fascinate me but I don't like to be controlled. I don't want rules in my life. I can't take anybody's orders. I hate everything about this relationship. I don't understand why people come into this relationship.
"Really? Let's see, because I know myself very well that I will never come into this relationship, not even in my dream." I said with full confidence, and we both left for the party.
Ethan's P.O.V.
I'm in my BDSM club, standing with my friends, Dev, Max, Stefan and Alex. Dev is my best buddy, he knows everything about me while Max and Alex are my great friends, and Stefan, I don't know what he is doing in our group. I don't like him at all. I, Dev, Max and Alex share great bonding. They are an important part of my life and I genuinely care for them.
My father is the owner of many clubs; BDSM clubs, bars, hotels and casinos. His name comes in one of the tenth top richest people. I'm handling his business. He's also in a BDSM relationship with my stepmom.
I have a step-sister, Kiara. I love her like my own sister. She doesn't know about BDSM relationships. She is out of all this because I can't see my sister being controlled and punished by another person. We treat her like a Princess. I don't feel like she will like all this. For the people who are important to me, I can go to any extent for their happiness.
"It's been two months, Ethan, you still haven't found a submissive for you. How are you managing it?" Max asked me, sipping the wine.
His submissive, Lara, is sitting kneeling in front of him on the floor in lingerie, bowing her head down and her hands are behind her back. She is not allowed to talk, Max is punishing her for disobeying him. I'm a bit shocked because he has never punished his submissive in public before. He likes to keep his life secretive with his submissive. I'm finding something fishy.
"What type of sub do you want?" Now Alex asked me.
I was about to open my mouth to answer him, but Dev answered him before me. "Now he wants a challenging submissive in his life, he wants to experience something different."
He knows everything about me. We've been best friends since childhood. I share everything with him.
"Yeah, now I'm bored with the subs who are easy to control. There is no fun controlling them. This time I want someone to be a bit different. As Dev said, I want a challenging submissive." I told them and they all laughed.
Alex said, "I hope you find your type of submissive at this party."
"I hope so because you know I'm dying to control a new woman." I took a sip of my red wine.
"Look, my love, Eve has come." Dev said, catching our attention, and we all looked in the direction where he pointed.
I saw Eve in the black dress and then a woman caught my attention who is coming to us with her. She is looking so damn hot in the red dress. I found her quite attractive and sexy. She has long dark brown hair and a doll-like face, a small nose, and full cheeks. She is wearing a red tight-fitted dress and it seems like her tits are begging me to free them by ripping off her dress. As my eyes drifted down to her sexy legs, my hands ached to touch them. Her body is perfect. I want her.
After a long time, a woman grabbed my attention. I felt a sudden urge to control her.
"I want to make her my submissive no matter what," I thought, checking her out with deep desires in my eyes and my lips drew up to a grin.
I'm extremely delighted to find my new submissive. Finally, my wait is over.
I have never seen her here or with Eve. Who is she? But I'm certain that I want to know her in deep and control her.
He was rude, arrogant, aggressive, ruthless and dominating Mafia Boss, a frightening man. The whole world was under his feet. Nobody had ever dared to disobey him except one girl. Everybody was afraid of him but except one girl, that girl was badass, she was afraid of nothing in the world, she was a warrior, confident, fearless and brave businesswomen. She was the first girl who wasn't afraid of the Mafia boss; she had the audacity to challenge him, refuse his orders, argue with him, and flirt with him. In the beginning, he was annoyed that why she wasn't afraid of him and disobeying him. He tried everything to scare her, but she always shocked him with her braveness and boldness. He was finding her weaknesses and in the end, he himself became her first and only weaknesses, and she became his badass girl. A girl who was a pain in the ass of the mafia boss, how she became his badass girl? How he became ready to leave everything to protect her and to spend the rest of his life with her peacefully and how that girl changed the Mafia boss? If you want to know, then read the story of an arrogant Mafia boss and his badass girl. *** His hands explored every inch of her bare back, stirring desire and sending shivers down her spine. She pressed herself against his body, completely absorbed in the moment, forgetting about the whole world. She was melting with his touch. She whispered in the heat of the moment, "if this is the consequences of disobeying your order, then I'd break the rules over and over again." His lips curved into a smile against her lips. This time he cupped her face and kissed her very softly and chastely. "I like you and I want to make you my badass girl." She froze in place, her eyes dilated in shock. She couldn't believe that he had just confessed his love so lovingly. She was dazed, finding it hard to believe that the ruthless mafia boss stood before her. ***
āDaisy, do you know what your mistake is?ā He asks, his hardness rubbing between my buttocks. I stay silent because Iām not allowed to speak. āThat you said āyesā to marrying me.ā He spanks my buttocks, grinding his shaft against my wetness. āTherefore, Iāll make sure to punish you and make you regret your decision every day.ā He finishes his sentence by landing a hard spank on my crotch, causing me to fall straight onto the sofa. āStay still if you donāt want me to make your night worse,ā he warns, raising my buttocks in the air again. āHappy anniversary, my fuck toy.ā He grabs my waist and plunges his hard membrane deep into me, causing me to gasp. *** Her husband treated her like a sex toy, and she let him, hoping that one day he would recognise her love. And he exploited her and vented his fury on her, making her life a living hell. In the end, he divorced her, not knowing she was carrying his baby. After the divorce, the baby was her only hope of survival. Five years later, when she was living her life with her daughter, his return raised questions: Is he back to separate her from her daughter or to rebuild their relationship? *** āFine. Iām leaving and never show you my face.ā He grasps my arms and leans closer to my face, accelerating my heartbeat. I despise how much he still affects me. āBecause I care about you more than anything else in this entire world. Just remember, you and Hope are my destination, and Iām ready to take any path which leads me to you both.ā
He fell in love with the girl he had a one-night stand with. When her true nature revealed, he hated himself for loving her and decided never to see her again. However, his fate took an unexpected turn and entangled him in a contract marriage with her, turning the girl he despised into his temporary wife. Will their love-hate relationship lead to a deeper connection, or will it keep them forever bound by the terms of their contract? * āStand up and bend over the bench.ā I comply with his orders. āAre you yearning for me, Wifey?ā āYes. I want to feel you deep inside me.ā āBut do you deserve it?ā He taps his hardness on my wetness. āJust f**k me, Steve.ā āSeriously, you think Iāll listen to you after what you did today?ā He asks, rubbing my clit with his thumbs agonisingly slow. As I grind myself against his hand, he tugs at my hair, pulling my head back. āStay still if you donāt want me to spank your little pussy this time. Understand?ā āYes.ā āGood.ā He pulls my hair and jabs deep into me without a warning. āYouāre my wife.ā He pulls out, but his tip remains inside me before thrusting himself into me again. āYou belong to meā
Warning: Dark and BDSM theme story which involves highly adult content in the beginning. A naive maid who worked for two domineering billionaire brothers was attempting to hide from them because she had heard that if their lustful eyes fell on any woman, they made her their slave and owned her mind, body, and soul. What if she one day came across them? Who would hire her to serve as his personal maid? Who would control her body? Whose heart would she rule? Who would she fall in love with? Who would she despise? *** āPlease donāt punish me. Iāll be on time next time. It is just that-ā āIf next time you speak without my permission, Iāll shut you up with my shaft.ā My eyes enlarge, listening to his words. *** āYou belong to me, Kitten.ā He pounds into me hard and fast, going deeper into me with his every thrust. āIā¦ beā¦long.. to you, Masterā¦ā Iām just moaning insanely, clenching my hands behind my back.
When he looked in through the window, he was astounded to see her topless and braless. She was standing with her back to him, eliciting wild desires in him. He took his handkerchief from his pocket and crept into her room. He blindfolded her with his hankie before dragging her towards the bed. Her heartbeat accelerated. She could feel that he was her man. She asked, "is it you, baby?" He pushed her onto the bed and gazed at her perfect slender body with profound desires in his eyes. He hovered her and tied her wrists with his tie to the headboard. *** She could never stop her heart from beating for him since the day she saw him despite knowing that he would never retaliate to her feelings as for him she was only his best friend's sister. She was so innocent and pure like holy water, and he was messed up and a monster whom anybody definitely wouldn't like to come across. She had never dated anyone in her entire life because, for her, the love of her life was everything. On the other hand, he never believed in all this. For him, "love" didn't exist; it was all about physical needs. His mere presence was enough to relieve her pain; he was like oxygen to her, while on the other hand, he didn't even acknowledge her presence. Her love was so pure and selfless that it could make anyone fall for it because it's not easy to love someone who is forbidden. But will he ever witness her love? Will he ever love her as purely as she loves him? Will her one-sided love ever be fulfilled? If you want to know, then follow the journey of a tempting biker and his secret admirer.
Story Of a Mysterious Professor, a girl full of life and Mr. Stranger. ***** He is not just kissing me, I'm feeling like he's telling me how much he loves me through his soft and gentle kiss. His hands travelled down my spine and grasped my waist. He pulled me closer until no space left between us. Our chest rubbed against each other, arousing our desire. I can hear his heartbeat against my chest. He's taking my breath away from me and giving his breath to me. He's stealing my soul with my breath. **** He gave me a grin as they all student left, I averted my eyes to show him my fake anger. He strolled to the door and shut it close. "Sir, what are you doing?" I asked dramatically as he locked the door. He turned around, his lips drawn up into a naughty smile. "I need to spend some private time with my student." He's sauntering to me, gazing at me, having desires in his bewitching black eyes. My heart started racing, only with the thoughts of what he'll do to me. I'm excited to spend some time with my Hottie Professor in the classroom. This is making me excited. I'm looking at him in anticipation. "But your favourite student is still angry with you." I turned my face on the other side as he reached in front of me. "Then her professor has his own to pacify his favourite student." He cooed, holding my chin with his thumb and finger. As he turned my face to him, I pouted angrily. "Oh, really? So what are those ways ?" I sassed, removing his hand from my chin. As he abruptly grasped my bare waist, I shivered because of his touch. He lifted me from the floor and made me sit on the desk. We gazed into each other eyes passionately in utter silence, the only sound we could hear is our heartbeats. He started coming close to my lips, gazing into my eyes fondly. His warm breath caressing my face. Warning : This story will be hot and romantic.
Rena, forced to flee to escape a marriage to a man as old as her father, made a spontaneous decision to marry Kellan, a stranger whose skills in homemaking were only matched by his financial acumen and his gentle demeanor. As their marriage unfolded, it took on a comforting predictability, with Kellan consistently showing himself to be reliable in every emergency. This sense of security crumbled when Rena uncovered Kellanās true identity and the hidden motives behind their union. Enraged, she initiated a divorce and disappeared. Yet, it was not long before Kellan found her once again...
The kiss grew more passionate as he felt her warm supple body pressing against his chest. He couldn't believe how soft she was. He was gentler this time, making love to her with a slow, languorous pace, pausing now and then to check the expression on her face. Kira was. transported. She no longer felt the fabric of the sheets underneath her. One moment, she was floating in the air, cuddled by cotton candy clouds. The next, she'd become one with a dinghy, bobbing up and down with the undulating waves. His scent enveloped her. He was on top of her, using his arms to support his weight and avoid crushing her. She snuggled up closer to him, safe and snug, cocooned in his warmth. Kira had always marvelled at Austyn's stamina, but he outdid himself tonight. In the midst of overwhelming rapture, Kira still had the presence of mind to broach the subject she'd been meaning to bring up. 'My dad's medical bills.' Austyn paused. He frowned as he looked into those beseeching eyes. 'It'll be taken care of by the end of business day tomorrow,' he said with a bit of an edge in his voice. Kira breathed out. ****** She is a 21-year-old college student who dreams of becoming a journalist. He is the heir of the McCarthy family and president of a business empire. She is bright-eyed and vivacious, a glass-half-full kind of gal. When life throws her a curveball, she knocks it out of the park. He is the archetypal alpha male, aggressive and domineering. Endowed with both brains and brawn, he steamrolls over his enemies and rules his company with an iron fist. The two would never have crossed paths if not for a cruel twist of fate. Kira's world was turned upside down when her father was hospitalised after a car accident. The medical bills were astronomical. Austyn McCarthy offered her a way out. The price: becoming his contract wife. At night, he consummated their marriage but called out another woman's name. Who was she? Why did Austyn marry Kira if he was in love with someone else? Kira was his lawful wife, but she had no right to ask these questions. Then one day, the woman showed up in front of her.
My family was on the poverty line and had no way to support me in college. I had to work part-time every day just to make ends meet and afford to get into the university. That was when I met herāthe pretty girl in my class that every boy dreamt of asking out. I was well aware she was out of my league. Nevertheless, I mustered all my courage and bravely told her that I had fallen for her. To my surprise, she agreed to be my girlfriend. With the sweetest smile I had ever seen, she told me that she wanted my first gift for her to be the latest and top-of-the-line iPhone. I worked like a dog and even did my classmatesā laundry to save up. My hard work eventually paid off after a month. I finally got to buy what she wanted. But as I was wrapping my gift, I saw her in the dressing room, making out with the captain of the basketball team. She then heartlessly made fun of my inadequacy and made a fool out of me. To make things worse, the guy whom she cheated on me with even punched me in the face. Desperation washed over me, but there was nothing I could do but lie on the floor as they trampled on my feelings. But then, my father called me out of the blue, and my life turned upside down. It turned out that I was a billionaire's son.
She was a world-renowned divine doctor, the CEO of a publicly traded company, the most formidable female mercenary, and a top-tier tech genius. Marissa, a titan with a plethora of secret identities, had hidden her true stature to marry a seemingly impoverished young man. However, on the eve of their wedding, her fiance, who was actually the lost heir to a wealthy dynasty, called off the engagement and subjected her to degradation and mockery. Upon the revelation of her concealed identities, her ex-fiance was left stunned and desperately pleaded for her forgiveness. Standing protectively before Marissa, an incredibly influential and fearsome magnate declared, "This is my wife. Who would dare try to claim her?"
Marrying her best friend was a dream come true for Kelly, but everything truly has a limitation. Pierce is Kellyās first love, but as his best friend, she knew well there was always another woman deep in his heart. Lexi Gilbert. The woman Pierce could never forget even if he had already been arranged to marry Kelly. *** Kelly finally realized their happy marriage of the last three years was just a beautiful dream when Pierce asked for a divorce just because Lexi returned. She could only be his best friend even if she was carrying his baby. *** Since their friendship had become a cage, Kelly chose to set him free, as well as the miserable herself. But why then, it was Pierce who became the one who refused to move on? To make matters worse, her devil stepbrother also domineeringly stepped in at the same time, asking her to be his. *** Her Prince Charming vs. Her Devil Stepbrother? How could Kelly save her heart in this battle of love and hate?
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."