Tag: Male Dominant

Things Go Very Wrong, Very Quickly [MF] [Maledom/Subfem] [Cheating Wife]

Hi all! This is the first chapter of a story I’m working on. Includes a D/s relationship, reluctant cheating wife, light coercion. Enjoy, if you’re into that kind of thing! Also, any feedback is welcome on any fronts… grammar, plot, themes, etc.

I’ll try and post Chapter 2 some time in the future.

Thanks!

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**Chapter 1**

It was over before Maddie knew it. The clack of the pool balls echoed inside of her ears as she watched the eight ball drop into the corner pocket like a slow motion scene in a movie.

Steve ran the table.

*Fuck.*

Her head was spinning. Her face felt cold and pale. Steve turned around and leaned his stick on the edge of the pool table. He crossed his arms over his chest which puffed out his firm biceps through the sleeves of his military green t-shirt. He looked at her through slits in his eyes, raising an eyebrow at her, and he was smirking like a real asshole.

Maddie swallowed, still tasting the vodka from the three… four(?) drinks during the night, feeling it coursing through her veins. Read more »

[M4F] You’ll be mine tonight : A Letter from your tailor lover Part 2 [MDom] [Pic] of [Dress] [Luxury] [Wax Play]

*Hello my reddit friend. This is part two of a series of letter between a rich french tailor and the diabolical trophy wife of another man he encoutner en his shop. Part 1 is here :* [Link](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/g8qcnd/a_letter_from_your_rich_lover_waiting_the_end_of/)

*It was originnally written in french so pardon my mistaskes !*

*I let you to the reading but first a link of the dress that was send to this Madam with the letter :* [*Here you go.*](https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MhiUcauOuwo/XW9zHM8Yp2I/AAAAAAADHII/4VQq3qO_CDUj-EJTRzpBx8Pf5pAN8oWzQCK4BGAYYCw/s1600/53659137_395169981295868_8318490853626053121_n.jpg)

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Madam,

I must confide in you that I sometimes wake up with the all-consuming desire to own something. Some people would get rid of this burning desire by buying a villa or a boat, but I lost that desire a long time ago. There’s only one thing left for me to possess in order to satisfy it. A woman.

I call those days the days of necklaces. I never knew what it was about me that betrayed I was on such a day. But it is obvious my servants sense it. Is that the tone of my voice? The way I like to command? Perhaps the tension that rises as the day progresses in my gestures. In any case, they all left much earlier that day. All except the last one I caught up with on the stoop. A little toy for you. Read more »

Networking In The Industry [M/F, mild Mdom]

She was only with us for two years.

I can still remember the day she started. I was sitting at my desk losing my mind trying to make sense of the figures when David knocked on my door and introduced her as the new girl. There was an instant after I first looked at her and before I managed to control my expression; I was certain she’d seen it, that she’d known in that moment just how intensely the primal part of my brain forced its way to the front and roared its approval. Only an instant, though, and my face was back to carefully moderated professionalism. I managed to hold it even as David explained that thanks to a change in reporting lines, she’d be working for me.

For two years I maintained that blankly polite exterior around her. Two years in which she went from being barely one rung above an intern to being the strongest performer on the floor. Two years in which I rigorously avoided admiring her curves, or her smile, or her eyes; the last thing she needed was anyone thinking her success was a result of her manager having the hots for her, and she deserved better than to have to deal with a horny boss trying to get into her pants. So for two years I was polite and professional, and never once gave the slightest hint that I found her attractive, much less that I felt sexually drawn to her in a way I’d never before felt with anyone. Read more »

Lessons in Control and Pleasure [MF] [reluc] [magic]

Hey, this is the first story like this that I´ve written and I was told to maybe post it here as I felt pretty confident in it. I know, it´s long but I feel like it belongs together and is hard to cut into smaller parts. Apologies.

This is a one shot for a character of mine from Black Void, a dark fantasy roleplaying game. (there is some magic and other world building that plays a role; for anyone familiar with the system, extra points if you can name my characters´ attributes :) )

I hope you enjoy!

[further tags: bd, ds, 1st, Mdom, mc]

Chamara watched breathlessly as the man rose from the small water-filled basin, limb for limb. It was this sight that had her paralysed, unable to turn her gaze away, forgetting for an instance where she was or how she had fallen to her knees. As he climbed from the small socket, the black scale tattoos on his torso almost seemed to ripple underneath the glistening droplets of water that still clung to his body. Read more »

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 2, Part 5 – Zita [Maledom] [Male supremacy]

**Zita**

I wish my textbook would burn!

The Four-winged Announcer of The New Androcentrism is the object we are instructed to cuddle like if it was our most trustworthy adviser and also bed warmer. Weatherby names all eight men who contributed to the text, not alluding to the presented ideas. He revels in underlining it´s central position in the sources of the revised constitution. The content we are to experience in silent reading. I am not allowed to discuss a single statement. Class was safe from the pure disagreement.

The first quarter of the book was dedicated to the fact that in the case of human species, nature has created the duality of leading masculinity and the supportive feminity. This is manifested in physical and mental differences and people must accommodate to these roles. When they do, the reciprocal agreement and willingness to unquestioned division of duties will follow. Read more »

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 2, Part 4 – Nicole [Maledom] [Male supremacy][BDSM] [Humiliation] [Dubcon]

**Nicole**

How do you know that they have control over you? Well, the first hint might be that you are doing your intern job, but suddenly they come snatch you for nothing, chase you on two floors and handcuff you. Later they will totally immobilize you.

These people have particular sense for letting person alternate roles, making her active participant in one lesson and mere object in the other. During the Homemaking I was planting flowers, then Holy Submission has planted me.

I had to stand in the tall crate, letting myself buried in soil and my sticking out head being blinded by the latex mask. I am thinking about my coping techniques, but I´m still too much dependent on sensual information and mobility that I currently lack, so I do what I can, which is breathing by nose. Removing of the mask wasn´t that merciful, as I was taken by surprise. Some men watered my face by two kinds of body fluids. I wasn´t yet at the level I could pretend to like it, but I was maintaining stoic resignation. The bastards weren´t lecturing me and washed me once I “savored” it and let me breath freely from that moment on. I would block the most persistent bits of stench with a single finger. Sadly, every one of them was belonging to unavailable parts below my neck. I happened to be situated in the front row of heads and I dared not to look sideways or back. I felt compassion by nature and the shared torment. Watching others would put me into shoes who like it as result of their good work. Read more »

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 2, Part 3 – Barbara [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [Humiliation] [Spanking]

**Barbara**

This was a messy day and I didn´t know, why we must go to the class. There was so late already! Standing back on the feet, I imagined how they actually could hogtie us and suspended on something we would be taken in front of the bathroom. Am I supposed to think as a sadistic weirdo for them?

Tired or not, I moved energetically to relieve myself of the shame I was plunged into. In fact, I reported first for removal of the pig tail and felt indescribable relief when they allowed us to wash ourselves. We young ones looked ridiculous. I mean, big ones looked ridiculous too, but I could see them in a kinky scenario. They made us into plain parodies! Nothing today felt sweeter than saying adieu to “Throw away meat” over my chest. Still, being clean wasn´t enough. I tried to picture mom and dad by my sides, her with short and curly hair pushing the clarinet and coaxing the favourite tones, him conducting this exact wife´s work. Zita started to hum after me as well, we two have composed nice prelude to our first chemistry lesson. I have gave mom and dad the window ledge to sit, while I and Zita took the seats and chains in the front, which haven´t yet completely stopped making us uncomfortable. Read more »

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 2, Part 2 – Stacey [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [BDSM][Noncon] [Humiliation][Strong language]

**Stacey**

For the acceptance of perverts you need to be handy. The easiest thing in my case, it´s just the test that is bizarre in the execution.

My future plans have to proceed with caution, because The Art of the Holy Submission requires of us the minimal coverage of the body. The collar brought me back to the younger years, it could be nice reminder on another place. The strap harness didn´t have any positives at all, it is just symbolical ornamentation of my body, framing squares of the skin and letting everybody on a public secret that we are slaves for the enjoyment. OK, it covers my nipples, so that´s cool.

Along with my roommates and about twenty-five other inmates I was acquainted with the large sadomasochistic corner of the Tower. First we had a little peek of its own library. I recall only terrible giant photography hanging on the wall. Some harpy named Anne Desclos. Just above it is a lounge for lessons in the service. The main section is the giant branched dungeon, using the rich disposal of the underground space. The trainees were also for a dose of the fresh air in a special part of the park zone. Read more »

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 2, Part 1 – Jenine [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [Humiliation] [Spanking]

**Jenine**

Quenching of my thirst brought me the satisfaction big enough to forget the bargain about my life. Now the sleep might cure me a little too. I was the last to go to bed and obviously I am not going to move an inch, just like Barbara and Ms. Kelly. Zita´s head with honey hair was retracting and ejecting for some reason and Ms. Hamilton was wiggling all the time. Yes, I was asleep just as I covered myself.

I woke up still in the total dark. All the dreams forgotten, as my usually are. I have seen Ms. Hamilton was rolling from side to side, obviously unable to finally rest. Others were deeply asleep, in fact, Barbara was snoring loudly. Even from my bed I could see through the window the distant line of other rooms in the mass of Princess Tower, illuminated on more than one place by the lights switched on. Was this time of the reveille? It looked too irregular for that. But then, would it be tolerated too much in advance? Read more »

The Princesses in the Tower – Chapter 1, Part 5 – Zita and Stacey [Maledom] [Male supremacy] [Uncomfortable territory] [Noncon]

**Zita**

Even if it was our last moment here, I wouldn´t rank the ceremony much high. I think 5/10 or 6/10 at the tops. Now, if somebody sprayed that on the warden´s door, would the attempt for constructive criticism be taken as an offence? I know, In any case somebody should wash the door…

Anyway, the final return to the room for today was tightened and chaotical at the same time. Me, Barbara and barely responding Therese were ordered to be quick and wardens explained the reason right at the start.

“You have an immediate curfew. Tomorrow there won´t be PE and you´ll have The Art of Homemaking. In 5:30 you go with us for your own breakfast and then you´ll join the cooks during preparing meal for our guests.” I was tired, but at the same time stressed, so I don´t know if my body will sleep at all, let alone with such a strict reveille. I must appreciate some progress, no doubt. Better be cooking and be dirty from the food than fighting in the mud. Read more »