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Submissive Quotes

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Jacintha Topaz
“I'm going to give you pleasure so good you'll forget your name... You're going to think my name is Yes, God Yes, or Fuck Yes.”
Jacintha Topaz, Purr Scent I: The Meeting

Lexie Syrah
“That’s real love and real happiness. It’s when you go to sleep every night hoping that you are less happy than your lover; it’s hoping that you’ve given everything you could to them so that their day could be just a tiny bit better.”
Lexie Syrah, Torn

Amos Oz
“She had not wanted him to but had let him have his way because ever since she was a child she had generally yielded before anyone with strong willpower, especially if it was a man, not because she was naturally submissive, but because strong male willpower gave her a feeling of safety and trust, together with acceptance and a desire to give in.”
Amos Oz

Karen Hawkins
“Innocent and virtuous, she represented the exact type of female he avoided... God, she was a taking thing, even for an avaricious reformer.”
Karen Hawkins, The Abduction of Julia

Leopold von Sacher-Masoch
“You mean you are now my slave without illusions, and for that reason you shall feel the weight of my foot without mercy.”
Leopold von Sacher-Masoch, Venus in Furs

R.B. O'Brien
“Don’t tell me my writing is misogynistic or anti-feminist just because I or my heroines like to be controlled in the bedroom and find great satisfaction and freedom with it. That is the most anti-feminist statement I have ever heard. Feminism is all about letting women be who THEY want to be. Not how YOU want them to be...I am both a feminist AND a submissive in my sexual fantasies and reality. You are the one who is anti-feminist who tells me I can’t be.”
R.B. O'Brien

Souad
“But for a mother who was submissive to the degree my mother was, it was OK to kill girls. For a father like mine, it was normal to chop off his daughters hair with sheep shears, and to beat her with a belt or a cane or tie her up in the stable all night with the cows.”
Souad, Burned Alive

Abhijit Naskar
“Unleash your unsubmission,
and character unfolds.
Once character unfolds,
civilization unfolds.”
Abhijit Naskar, Yarasistan: My Wounds, My Crown

“Why couldn't I have a fetish for supportive women who loved sucking dick? What was wrong with me?”
Thimble, Femdom Toilet Slave

Isabel van Loen
“Do I like the obedience? Or the thrill of his approval? My brain is too hazy to decide if this is submission, or survival.
Can’t it be both?”
Isabel van Loen, Lowered Lashes

Deliah Rose
“Say that again, and I'll show you what happens to little girls who make promises they can't keep.”
Deliah Rose, Deliah: A Dark Romance Based on a True Story

Steven Magee
“An abductor relies on you being submissive, your life relies on you controlling the dangerous situation.”
Steven Magee

Anupam S. Shlok
“We want submissive wives and dominant daughters without realizing that every wife is someone's daughter.”
Anupam S Shlok

“What our marriages need to flourish are two good heads, not one head and a "neck".”
Chidi Ejeagba

Khuliso Mamathoni
“If you fail to be submissive as a wife, you will become an agent of satan and you will go around giving ill advices to people to despise marriage and thier husband.”
Khuliso Mamathoni, The Greatest Proposal

Fernando Pessoa
“I will always be, with or without mysticism, local and submissive, a servant of my feelings and of the moments when they occur.”
Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet

Kamaran Ihsan Salih
“You always have to be submissive to life because you don't get what you want.”
Kamaran Ihsan Salih

Isabel van Loen
“It feels like I’m living in two worlds at once. One where I steam milk and refill napkin dispensers. And one where David Montclair says things like "I'll take care of the rest.”
Isabel van Loen, Lowered Lashes

Isabel van Loen
“Good,” he murmurs, his eyes satisfied and certain. “Then I’ll take care of the rest.”
Isabel van Loen, Lowered Lashes

Isabel van Loen
“That’s where you’ll end up when you try to take control,” he murmurs, looking down at me.”
Isabel van Loen

Isabel van Loen
“His hand leaves the back of the seat. He places it, instead, flat on my thigh. He looks at me, not at the men.
“That’s enough.”
I feel my cheeks flush. I set my glass down.
Then he turns to the table—composed, gracious.
“Gentlemen, don’t encourage her,” he says, his tone lighter.”
Isabel van Loen, Lowered Lashes

Isabel van Loen
“Wordlessly, he continues spanking, finding a rhythm.
I gasp, breathing in muffled sobs as prickling sensation turns to searing pain.
“I won’t, sir,” I whimper, defeated.
I give a ragged cry as he smacks me one last time.
“You’re sure?” he asks, steadying his hand on my stinging skin. “Because I can do this all night.”
“Yes, sir,” I whisper, voice shaking.
At that, his touch softens. He presses his hand against my warm skin, rubbing slow, grounding circles along the curve of my hip.
He leans over me, pressing a kiss to the nape of my neck.
“Good girl, Mia,” he murmurs, his voice low and pleased. He turns me gently, pulling me into his lap.
The weight of his arm over me steadies my breath again. I rest my head on his chest, melting into the closeness I’ve been craving.”
Isabel van Loen, Lowered Lashes

Isabel van Loen
“Great. How’s Mr. Capital Gains?”
“Good,” I say. “Really good.”
“How’s the sex?”
I smile. “Well.. pretty amazing. He’s kind of, uh…”
I pause.
“What?” she says.
“He likes it… a little rough, I guess.”
“Rough how?” Lidia says, unphased.
“Well,” I say slowly, “he spanked me last night.”
“My god,” she exhales. “I love it. Was it a rush? I’ve heard it’s a rush.”
I laugh. Lidia’s probably the only person in the world I could tell that to.
“Yeah, I think so,” I say. “It was kind of hot.”
Lidia laughs. “It’s only hot because he’s a millionaire.”
Isabel van Loen, Lowered Lashes

Isabel van Loen
“I glance over at David. He rests his hand lightly at the small of my back, guiding me across the floor. We step down a gilded hallway, the pale-blue walls trimmed with ornate gold. The lighting, soft and warm, seems to blur the edges of everything it touches.”
Isabel van Loen, Lowered Lashes

Isabel van Loen
“I glance up at him. The dim evening light makes his jaw look even more chiseled.
“You behaved impeccably tonight,” he says.
I smile, surprised. “Thank you.”
His hand catches mine, his thumb brushing over my knuckles before he returns it to the wheel.
The townhouse is quiet when we step inside, the soft click of the door behind us marking the end of the evening’s formality.
I slip out of my heels and set them gently by the door. David hangs up his suit jacket, his eyes on me.
He extends a hand, then leads me into the living room, flicking on one lamp as we walk in.”
Isabel van Loen, Lowered Lashes

Isabel van Loen
“I think about being… dominated,” I admit, my eyes squeezed shut. “And maybe… being spanked. Disciplined.”
David moans calmly. “I think most women do. Tell me more,” he coaxes.”
Isabel van Loen, Lowered Lashes

M. Lee Forsyth
“A good dom is submissive to the desires and needs of the sub. A good sub shapes those desires and needs toward those of the dom.”
M. Lee Forsyth, Into Asia: Erotic Stories of Travel and Desire

M. Lee Forsyth
“My gift to her was to be someone she could give to.”
M. Lee Forsyth, Into Asia: Erotic Stories of Travel and Desire

Nadia El-Fassi
“Being submissive to him would make her feel powerful, as contrary as that sounded in her head. Rosemary tried to slam the brakes on the little fantasy but it got away from her, and visions of Ellis ordering her to ride him until her legs gave out took over Rosemary's brain. Even the thought of it had her nipples pebbling under her top, a heat slicking her, making her ache.”
Nadia El-Fassi, Love at First Fright

Nadia El-Fassi
“She felt Ellis's eyes on her, scorching. "What do you like?"
Her heart was going to beat its way out of her chest; she could feel her pulse fluttering where he touched her.
"In, um, what context?"
Ellis leveled his hungry gaze at her. "You know what context."
Rosemary squeezed her thighs together, not that it helped. She was a goner.
"I like power play, you know, being submissive.”
Nadia El-Fassi, Love at First Fright

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