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August 8 - August 13, 2024
“The Dom pays high dollar for a sex slave for a month, and the Sub gets to live out her fantasy of being dominated. Sometimes, they might even forge a relationship outside of the club’s perimeters if they decide they like each other enough, like what happened with me and Bruce.”
Years after my traumatic experience, I’d grown up with the desire to be dominated. Which is ironic, because my uncle was never harsh or rough. He held me down, but then I gave up. The things I need to get off are highly specific.
The rose color of the Submissive indicates her preferences, so please take note. Pink - Virgin Cream - Finding limits/BDSM virgin Yellow - Simple bondage D/s Black - Carte blanche Red - Pain is preferred S/M No flower - 24/7 power exchange
“You’re beautiful, Dahlia.” I turn to face the woman behind me. “These men know what real women look like.”
This guy sounds like he really wanted you. It’s been awhile since a chick commanded that kind of price.” She scowls. “I’m jealous.”
“Just remember to relax and enjoy yourself,” she advises. “A good Dom will make you feel safe in surrendering to him.”
I start to worry as she doesn’t say it. She doesn’t give me any indication that she’s close to her limit. She wants this, she’s enjoying the pleasure and pain blending into one, but I’m nearing my own limits. She isn’t a red girl. There was no indication that she preferred pain in the meeting or the pamphlet.
There’s something bothering her though. It was obvious with the way she was hesitating last night. I don’t like it. I don’t like her keeping secrets from me.
I sink into my chair, hating that I had to let her leave, but knowing I’ll have her back. She can’t leave me. I know she loves me. I fucking love her, too. I’ll give her whatever she wants. I just need her back.
“Fuck the contract! Just don’t leave me!” I stare deep into her eyes, feeling the emotions consuming me. I’m just as raw and vulnerable as she is. “I love you, Dahlia. I want you, and I’ll do whatever it takes to keep you.”
I need to erase that doubt. I can handle anything but that. I want her passion; I want her heart. I want her everything.
I know what I want from my partner is fucked up. I want her devotion, and her only desire to be to please me. I want more than I deserve, but I’ll provide every want, every wish, every need. In exchange for her worshiping obedience, I'll give her the same in return. I don’t want a safe word, I don’t want negotiation and compromise. I demand complete submission, and nothing less. It’s fucked up, but I want it. And I’m tired of waiting.
The rose color of the Submissive indicates her preferences, so please take note. Pink - Virgin Cream - Finding limits/BDSM virgin Yellow - Simple bondage D/s Black - Carte blanche Red - Pain is preferred S/M No flower - 24/7 power exchange
She knew I wasn’t a good man. That’s part of what drew her to me. I know it is.
Books are my biggest obsession; even ones I don’t love. They keep me sane and positive. They give me hope.
“I want to fuck you,” Lilly blurts out, covering her mouth with both hands. Her cheeks brighten with a beautiful blush of embarrassment.
He’s taught me so many things in such a short amount of time, gave me pleasure that I’d never dreamt possible. The way he makes me feel, taking my body, ravaging it, devouring it. Owning it.
When you find someone who makes you feel like this, there’s no reason to ever give her a reason to walk away.
She is my one and only. And I’m hers.
She was given to me. Now she’s mine.
The only claim he has to her is the collar around her neck.
I don’t let anyone close for a reason. And women make men fall.
She’s a siren. Luring me to a depth that already has me making mistakes.
