Domination

I thought I’d only be watching them sleep, but that woman had such control over him that I ended up glued to the screen all night.

I wanted to play heroine on a rainy night, but when they cornered me in that alley I realized I’d provoked something far more dangerous.

I went for twenty euros and the thrill of letting myself be used, but when I recognized that van, I knew the night was going out of control.

I arrived with the cage on, my feet burning and my mind surrendered; what my Mistress had prepared left me trembling before she even touched me.

I sucked his cock under the table, never imagining it was only the beginning of a night in which I’d be displayed for everyone.

I took him to my room thinking I was still in charge, but that siesta taught me—with fingers and cruelty—who really held the control.

When she opened the door, I was already trembling inside the cage, the plug in my ass and dinner untouched, waiting for her first order.

I tied his wrists so I could take charge for the first time, but as he obeyed, I discovered that the real control wasn't mine.

She came seeking help for her anxiety and ended up trembling before a man who seemed to read her body better than her mind.

I went to the hotel expecting humiliation over a video; I never imagined I’d end up trembling beneath the hands of the woman who could ruin me.

I thought I was only repeating an uncomfortable scene, but when she ordered me to pull down my trousers, I knew I was already lost.

She saw me get hard staring at her feet, smiled as if she already owned me, and made me follow her to the parking lot without letting me think.

I closed the door, put on my shortest dress, and decided to obey every rule that aroused me—even if I ended up trembling alone on the sofa.

I thought they were only going to search me when I arrived, but the supervisor closed the door, looked me over, and I knew I’d be obeying that night.

I invited him to our table to help my husband, but when he closed the door, I knew I had let the enemy into our bed.

She made me strip before I went inside, and when I saw the other three women looking at me and laughing, I knew I was going to become their toy.

When I woke up, all three women were naked beside my bed, smiling as if they had already decided how far they wanted to go with me.

She went out looking for sex, but in that ATM booth she found a broken, filthy, dangerous man. What she did next was pure punishment.

I trembled before the cross, unsure whether I would flee or spread my legs wider when his deep voice ordered me to obey.

I came home furious, disrespected my wife, and saw her slipper slip from her foot. That was when I knew the night no longer belonged to me.