Domination

When old Aníbal got hard in the tub and made his usual comment, I knew it was time to apply Rosa’s advice.

He never confessed that attraction. Until I saw her leaning at the bar, wrapped in synthetic fur, looking at me like a predator choosing prey.

The clause was clear: once inside, no pleading would stop what they had planned for her. And yet she signed, with her panties wet.

He sat at the table with his usual smug grin, the one of someone who thinks he owns the world. He had no idea we were about to wipe it off his face forever.

She felt the gaze before she saw it: someone was watching her naked among the lockers. When she yanked the door open, the hunter became the prey.

At the club gym, after the final circuit, Daniela and Roxana discovered that sport wasn’t the only thing they were good at doing together.

She handcuffed me in my swim trunks on a false accusation, but when she squeezed me to force a confession, she discovered pain didn't scare me. And she needed someone like that.

I stepped through the door and heard nothing. That silence meant only one thing: tonight my Mistress was in no mood for games, and I was going to pay for every minute of her bad temper.

I crossed the hotel door knowing that night I would stop being me. Three strangers were waiting with a poured drink and no intention of handling me gently.

I wanted him to understand that no title or promotion means anything when he’s naked on my tiles, waiting for me to decide what he’s worth.

He spat at the sorceress while two slaves held him down. She smiled, licked the contempt from his cheek, and promised to turn him into her next masterpiece.

He stood with his legs open and his hands behind his back, trembling. He had spent months dreaming of that moment, and she still hadn’t even looked at him.

They threw him naked into the mud among beasts, and the masked overseer smiled: she knew exactly how long it would take the baron to beg on his knees for a piece of meat.

The moment I crossed the doorway he ordered me to get ready, and I knew that for two months I would stop being a woman and become his most obedient mare.

Before receiving the council, she tugged the leash, and her pet emerged trembling from beneath the table, lost in pure worship.

I woke up bound, gagged, and blind, not knowing where I was or how much time had passed. I knew only one thing: the woman I had been no longer existed.

He thought it would be the easiest job of his life: a single man, defenseless, turned away. He didn’t count on those same hands deciding his ruin.

He crossed walls no one had ever breached, sword in hand, to kill her. She only snapped her fingers, and the hero learned who truly ruled that throne.

I drove to a lost cave to chain myself up for the whole weekend. What I didn’t account for was someone finding the keys before I did.

He came into my living room convinced no game of dominance could touch him. I gave him a safeword and warned him he’d be begging to use it.