Dominant Wives Bundle: FemDom Erotica

By Dominique Paige

This erotica bundle celebrates the best of FemDom.

Obeying My Mistress

Dominique + Paige are a couple writing together who love dominant women! When Victoria starts to issue commands to Alex, he knows he can't do anything but obey. Victoria's will is too strong, her voice to commanding, her body to perfect to refuse any request she has. This is a FemDom erotica with themes of extreme dominance by a woman.

Forced To Watch

Suspicions about his girlfriend, Natalie, come to a head when Isaac gets the chance to check her phone just before she leaves for a night out. There’s a shock when he finds a Tinder contact on it, but he says nothing about the fact she may be cheating on him. Her story about meeting one of her friends for a drink suddenly rings hollow though, and he follows her when she leaves to find her meeting her Tinder date in a quiet bar. When a second man appears, his shock grows and he ducks into the dark alley beside the bar when he sees them leaving. That leaves him in prime position to watch the whole thing as he is cuckolded by two men using his girlfriend in a back alley encounter.

Dominating My Wimpy Husband

When the immature behavior of her husband, Gary, irritates her one time too many, Coleen takes the advice of a friend to teach him a lesson by showing him who the boss in their house is. She springs the surprise on him when he arrives home from work one evening, and he’s given no choice but to be the submissive slave of the strict dominatrix his wife becomes.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Bundle
• Release date: Aug 8, 2019

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beying My Mistress

Dominique Paige

Soft moonlight shone down on her face as Victoria sat on the porch in her lingerie, smoking a cigarette.

If I’m going to be the one doing all the work, I’m going to have to do other stuff as well. You’re going to spend a while naked and bound while I run some errands. Are you ok with that Alex?

She knew I was.

Her eyes roamed lazily over me, as if she hardly cared what my answer was. I couldn’t hear anything but the sound of crickets in the distance, and the sound of my beating heart.

I remembered how it had felt last time she had tormented me. She had put me in her favorite chair, and tied me up harshly. She had restrained me so I faced the side of the chair, while she watched T.V. This left my body vulnerable and within easy reaching distance for her to use me as she pleased, which she did often. She knew just how to manipulate my body to make me do exactly what she pleased, and even though I was often humiliated there wasn’t anything in the world that turned me on more than following her directions.

She explained exactly what I was to do, pausing occasionally to take a long drag on her cigarette. She detailed exactly what toys and supplies I would need to bring, and what I would have to do. I listened intently, trying my hardest to remember every word she spoke. If I forgot anything, she would punish me and she didn’t hold back.

After she finished giving me orders, I ran inside to prepare everything.

Making my way to my bedroom, I gathered everything she asked me to collect and took them back out to the living room. I placed the restraints gingerly on the chair that I was to be bound in, and waited for her arrival.

Before long she entered, dressed in a skintight black dress that showed off her ample breasts and perfectly shaped ass. Her long dark hair cascaded down her shoulders, and her confident smile lit up her beautiful face. Her high heels clicked as she walked towards me, and I noticed a cruel gleam in her eye as she stopped right in front of me.

What the fuck are you waiting for? Get naked! She commanded in a stern voice.

I quickly obeyed, taking my clothes off in a rush. Her eyes surveyed me up and down as I undressed, and soon I was standing before her meekly, completely naked. I could feel a rush of embarrassment as she looked at my flaccid penis coldly, and gave me a scornful look.

She picked up the leather cuffs, and indicated that she was going to put them on. She attached them to my ankles, and made me stand facing the right side of the chair. The front of my thighs were pressing up against the arm of the chair.

Quickly, she ran a strap around the back of my thighs and the arm of the chair. She used another one to anchor my ankles to the bottom of the chair. So while she still allowed me to move my arms, my lower body was completely immobile. I struggled my legs uncomfortably as I tried to get used to the lack of movement.

Then, she put a leather belt around my waist, and ran a thick nylon rope down from my back through the crack of my ass, and then pulled them up to tie them to the front of the belt. I was completely bound from the waist down.

Soon I found out that she wasn’t even going to leave my hands free. She grabbed my elbows roughly and tied them together behind my back with a lock I couldn’t see. She forced my elbows back and my chest forward as she tightened it completely. Then as a final restraint, she linked my immobile wrists to my ankles with more rope.

After she was finished, I couldn’t move at all. I was bound in place completely, and I couldn’t have gotten out if I tried.

I stood there for