Submission

You threw me your still-warm panties and a smile. “Put them on and wait for me,” you said. Two hours later I was still on my knees, counting the minutes until you came back.

I went up to help her like a good neighbor. I came down as something very different, kneeling in her bathroom and obeying every word that came out of her mouth.

I brought my nose to her hair without thinking, once, twice, three times. When she turned and asked if I liked it, I knew there was no way back.

I went downstairs thinking it was just a harmless favor between neighbors. She greeted me with a smile that allowed no questions and an order I couldn’t refuse.

The first time she put the collar on me, I knew there was no turning back: I would come down every time she called, ready to obey any order that came out of her mouth.

He blocked me everywhere and came back with a “decent” girlfriend. Fatal mistake: nobody takes a woman’s favorite toy away without paying for it.

She fell asleep in front of the TV, and I knew I shouldn’t get close. But her bare feet on the sofa were an invitation I’d been waiting for months to accept.

I’d spent a week sending him photos to drive him wild. When he came back, I learned my punishment for impatience would be getting on my knees and waiting with my tongue out.

When I found one of her shoes forgotten in the changing room, I should have left it there. Instead, I crossed half the city to return it, and everything went wrong.

For years I accepted to please them, then ran to the bathroom to spit it out. With him I discovered that the barrier I struggled most to break was also the one hiding the most pleasure.

It started as a game with a costume and tall boots, but it ended with me on my knees at three in the morning, unable to satisfy what he awakened in me.

I covered his eyes for a second, just long enough to turn on the recorder behind the pillow. He never knew that night was trapped forever on a red tape.

It’s two in the afternoon, I’ve been stroking him for hours, and I still haven’t given him permission to cum. Today I’m in charge, and he’s learning to wait.

I yelled that the gate was open so he could come in with both hands full. What he didn’t anticipate was the water balloon waiting for him just past the threshold.

Friday night, alone at home, caged, with the key hundreds of kilometers away. She left me only one huge toy, and I knew right away she’d bought it for this.

I went into his room just to talk and ended up discovering something that woke every hormone in my body. Once he caught me, there was no pretending I didn’t want him.

I met her when I was twenty and desired her in silence for more than a decade. When she reappeared, I knew that this time simply looking at her wouldn’t be enough.

I went down to the reservoir to escape the heat and ended up helpless on the shore while a stranger’s toes decided the pace of my surrender.

Adrián told me how many to take and in what order, and I obeyed without asking. I had no idea how far he was willing to take control of my body.

When the bathroom light suddenly came on, I froze, bikini bottoms in my hand and her eyes locked on mine. I knew I wasn’t in charge anymore.