Forbidden Pleasures: A Dominant/Submissive Story

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Warning: Explicit Content

As soon as she saw him, she knew that nothing would ever be the same. He was tall and muscular, with dark hair and piercing blue eyes. He had an air of confidence about him that made her heart race.

She had all the time been attracted to powerful men, but this was different. This man wasn’t just powerful, he was dominant. And she couldn’t help but be drawn to him.

They met at a party, and soon found themselves alone in a dark corner of the room. He took her hand and led her to a private room, where he pushed her up against the wall and kissed her fervently.

She melted into his embrace, losing herself in the feeling of his lips on hers. He pulled away, his eyes dark with desire.

“Do you trust me?” he asked.

She nodded, unable to control the rapid beating of her heart.

“Good,” he said. “Because I want to show you something.”

He led her to a door, which he unlocked with a key. Inside was a dimly-lit room with a large bed in the center.

“This is my private playroom,” he said. “And I want you to be my submissive.”

Her breath caught in her throat. She had never considered herself a submissive before, but the wondered of giving herself over to this man was intoxicating.

He stripped her of her clothes, then began to tie her up with soft ropes. She closed her eyes, letting herself be taken by the sensations of pleasure and restraint.

He began to explore her body, teasing her with his fingers and tongue. She arched her back, moaning with pleasure.

As he began to enter her, she realized that this was what she had been missing all along. The feeling of complete surrender, of being owned by someone else.

He knew exactly what he was doing, and he did it with skill and precision. She had never felt so alive, so consumed by pleasure.

After hours of blissful pleasure, he untied her and held her close. She felt his heart beating against hers, and she knew that this was only the beginning of their journey together.

They kept their relationship secret, knowing that their forbidden pleasures could never be understood by the outside world. But it didn’t matter. They had each other, and that was all they needed.

And every time they met, she felt herself slipping deeper and deeper into submission. It was a dangerous path, but one that she couldn’t withstand.

Forbidden pleasures were the most sweet. And she was more than happy to let him show her the way.
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