The Transvestite Who Charges Before Opening the Door
Rodrigo introduced her to his three friends. Each one brought an envelope and a gift. Valentina looked at them and said they could start.
Domination
Domination stories, page 48
That Night I Took Control Under the Table
I slipped off my heel beneath the tablecloth and, while he smiled absentmindedly, started reminding him who had control that night.
How My Son’s Friend Ruined My Christmas Eve
He was twenty-one and had been looking at me for months in a way I pretended not to notice. That night my son went to bed and we were left alone.
The Basement Where They Lost Their Freedom
When Saya opened her eyes in the dark, the first thing she felt was the cold steel on her wrists and Nadia’s breath inches from her face.
My Uncle Found Me Dressed Up and Wouldn’t Let Me Explain
Andrés was away on a trip and I was wearing my new skirt. When the doorbell rang and I saw my uncle at the door, I knew my secret was over.
The Night They Sold Me in the Village Storehouse
Four men paid to use me in a storehouse. My daughter controlled the door. That night I stopped being who I was.
I Knelt Before Her Without Anyone Asking Me To
When I walked into that bar and heard her introduce herself, something inside me collapsed. It wasn’t desire. It was absolute surrender.
What We Did at the Lookout While Someone Watched
When I saw the man coming up the path, he squeezed my head harder. He wasn’t going to stop. And I didn’t want him to.
The Stranger Who Taught Me to Kneel
I’d spent months fantasizing about surrendering to someone who knew how to take control. I never imagined I’d find him on a Friday at a bar.
The Night Five Women Took Control
When he opened his eyes, he was pinned motionless to a cold table. Five women in white aprons surrounded him, and the leader held something that gleamed.
I Drew Out the Confession That Embarrassed Him the Most
Four glasses of wine in, Rodrigo started talking. What came out of his mouth that night changed the rules between them forever.
Four Years Watching Her Without Daring to Speak
We’d been trading looks in that bar for four years. Her in her glasses, me not knowing what to do with everything I felt every time she served me.
What He Hid in the Gym Bag
When I came out of his room as Valentina, the sound of my heels in the hallway told me there was no turning back.
The Carnival Masks Hid Their Domination
She couldn’t move while I controlled the remote in my pocket. Around us, a thousand strangers celebrated Carnival, unaware of what was happening beneath the velvet.