Domination

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.

Carolina narrowed her eyes at me and whispered that she wanted to watch me shove my cock into Sofía’s boyfriend. And I’ve never been able to say no to her.

We’d been kissing in secret for months without anything else happening; that afternoon, with the bottle nearly empty, it was she who dragged me to the motel window.

When Sebastián came into my apartment, he thought he was the king of the night. He had no idea I had something in my purse that would flip the roles before dawn.

My mouth was full of him when I heard the door. Then she appeared, with that half-smile that always knew how to say everything to me without opening her mouth.

I went down to the bathroom with my heels in my hand and still not understanding what it would feel like to spend an entire day going out as Luna on Bruno’s arm in that town.

Looking for sex online had always gone well—until that Friday afternoon in room 207, when I learned you never know with strangers.

He put velvet handcuffs on my wrists and the blindfold over my eyes. He told me to trust him, that I was going to like it. I didn’t know how to say yes.

When she came out of the bathroom in the clothes I’d left on the bed, I knew that afternoon she’d obey every order without a complaint.

When I left the shower shaved and dizzy from rum, I saw him sitting on the bed with a pink collar and wig. The island wasn’t shelter—it was a trap.

When I went down the stairs naked, my sister-in-law still didn't know what kind of surprise my father-in-law had prepared for her that night.

My wife went out with her “friends,” and I went to Mauricio’s. One camera, two couples, and the question of who would be the better slut that night.

Every night Marcos spent watching without being able to touch was another step downward. Valeria didn’t seduce him: she possessed him. And he found no way out—or sought one.

Valentina recognized the three men in the dining room: she had greeted them at company parties. Tonight, Rodrigo had brought them for another reason.