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As Jerry sat on a chair and watched his mistress, he couldn’t help but admire the beauty of the woman before him. Her name was Amelia, and she was a seductive goddess who knew how to make him lose control. She had long, dark hair that flowed down to her waist, and a curvaceous body that made him weak at the knees. She was dressed in a tight leather outfit that hugged her every curve, and it made him want her even more.
Amelia had at all times been in control of their relationship, and he had gladly accepted the role of being her loyal servant. He loved the way she commanded him with just a glance or a gentle touch, and he knew that he would do anything to please her. He had been her cuckold for a while now, and the wondered of it made him feel both aroused and intimidated at the same time.
As the night went on, Amelia began to take control of Jerry’s desires. She started with his mind, entrancing him with her words and her touch. He felt himself becoming more and more submissive to her, surrendering his will to hers. She made him kneel at her feet, knowing that it was one of his favorite positions.
“Look at me, Jerry,” she whispered into his ear. “Look deeply into my eyes. Let me into your mind.”
He obeyed her command and gazed into her eyes, feeling a sudden surge of pleasure ripple through his body. He felt her hand slip inside his pants, stroking him gently as she teased him with her words.
“You want to please me, don’t you, Jerry?”
“Yes, Mistress,” he replied, his voice trembling with desire.
“Then do as I say,” she commanded, pulling him closer to her. “Watch as I take control of your desires. Watch as I make you mine.”
Jerry watched in awe as Amelia began to explore his body, touching and caressing him in methods that he had never experienced before. He felt himself becoming more and more submissive to her, letting her take control of his desires in methods that he had never imagined.
As the night wore on, Amelia continued to dominate him, exploring his every desire and making him submit to her every whim. She made him kneel before her, as she started to tease and grind on him. He watched as she took charge of his pleasure, her moans of pleasure driving him to want her even more.
Amelia knew how to please him, and she was making him fall deeper into her web of desire. She had him wrapped around her little finger, and he loved every minute of it. He watched as she took control of his body and mind, surrendering himself to her completely.
As the night drew to a close, Jerry felt himself sinking deeper and deeper into her desires. He knew that he was hers now, and he could never go back to his old life. She had made him hers, and he was happy to be her loyal servant for ever.
“Thank you, Mistress,” he whispered, his voice filled with gratitude.
Amelia smiled down at him, her eyes sparkling with satisfaction. “You are mine now, Jerry. Forever.”
And with those words, Jerry knew that he had found his true home. A place where Amelia would at all times be in control, and where he would at all times be her devoted servant. Watching her take control had been the best thing that had ever happened to him, and he knew that he would never want anything else.
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