A Mistress Choosing Her Prey

I never have to work very hard. My prey always comes to me. I like to think I have a lot to offer a man who has the balls to submit to me. Once they smell my dominance, they know the deal. I don’t have to try. They are Mine. Any time, and any way that I want.

I went to a small party of a friend of a friend. I looove to dance so I hit the basement, and one of the guys caught my eye. I could tell immediately he was a closet submissive. Perfect. He was the one. Big and loud with his friends, sure, but I know he begs for a paddle behind closed doors. It didn’t take him long to admit it, either.

“I’ll let you do whatever you want.” I laughed; typical pickup line.

“Oh sweetheart, I’m not sure you know what you’re asking for!” I teased back. The look on his face… a bit shocked. I don’t think he gets push back anywhere near as often as he should.

I let him sweat about it as I continued to dance. He kept trying to dance with me, and I kept blowing him off. It
didn’t take long before he was boiling over and I had him right where I wanted him. The big boys always caved the hardest. They are always the most eager to please. Needless to say it wasn’t long before I was taking him home.

He was such a good little boy when I finally got him home. I like them obedient after all. He didn’t flinch when I started pulling out my toys. I’m sure at first he thought they were for me, but his eyes bulged wider when he realized they were for him. Turns out he liked it rough. 😉 I imagine he probably has somewhat of a hard time finding a real domme to give him what he really needs.

It had been a while since I had a toy like this one. I needed to blow off some steam, and he was more than willing to answer to me. He begged when I wanted him to, and broke the rules when he wanted to get punished. I was somewhat surprised that he liked my dildos the best. He moaned and begged for them, and no matter how rough I went with them, he wanted rougher. I’m sure he’s sore today… heehee 🙂

Anyway, most of the time, I usually play with a boy toy once, maybe a few times, before I move on. He may have been good last night, but if he wants more he’s going to have to prove he’s worth it. It’ll be interesting to see what he manages to try… perhaps he might beg to lick my heels, mail me a new whip, or just downright worship me until I agree.

A day in the life… love it! 🙂


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