Domination

The door opened, and Nadia looked me up and down with a slow smile. Behind her, Raquel crossed her arms. “Speak,” she said. “What do you want?"

He arrives, turns me around, and pulls down my pants. Without saying a word. That’s how it began, and that’s how it’s worked ever since.

When she turned off the hallway lights and closed the door, I understood we weren’t going to talk about my record. Something had changed in the office.

The creature isn’t hunting you. It only watches you run and waits for you to run out of strength. It has known from the beginning how this ends.

I spent twenty minutes on my makeup, put on the chestnut wig, and opened the hotel door when he knocked. I had been waiting for that moment for years without knowing it.

Marcos signed the contract without reading it. By the time they locked him under the Club Ónix toilet, it was too late to turn back.

Carmen appeared at my window as if she had been waiting for that moment. She didn’t leave. She made me come downstairs. What happened next was beyond anything either of us imagined.

He spent the whole afternoon among other women’s feet he couldn’t touch. At home, Laura was waiting with hers dirty from asphalt and a smile that was an order.

That morning Rodrigo closed his office door and pulled out a small gold bag. Inside was something that would change the office mornings forever.

When I crossed the dungeon’s threshold, she held out her hand for me to kiss. Then she pointed to the floor. I knew the night would be long.

She came into the study with a look that left no room for questions. She ordered me to strip. Her meeting started in twenty minutes, and I was going to be her entertainment.

She was washing dishes in rubber gloves when the other woman whispered in her ear how much she’d enjoyed her husband.

I thought facing an untrained woman would be easy. Her first bear hug erased that idea from my mind forever.

Thirty-one points. ELARA’s voice was already waiting for him: “Wake up, sweetheart. Today you still won’t be the man you’ve spent years believing yourself to be.”

He was big, calloused, with hands that did the heavy work without ever complaining. He wasn’t the man I would have imagined. But that snowy afternoon, something broke.

Opening the door that night was the hardest decision of my life. Behind it stood a tall, smiling man, ready to take what I could no longer give my wife.

She always said my body betrayed me before my voice did. That afternoon, after running into an old friend, she was going to prove it in the rawest way possible.

I went to the clinic for a simple backache, never suspecting that the company doctor had a kind of treatment that appears in no medical manual.

All I meant to do that night was eat light and sleep. Then he came in with the tray, looked at my underwear, and said the line that changed everything.