How a run-in with my ex made me a submissive man for the night. [MF]

I’ve been thinking about writing this story for a while. It happened about five years ago but there is a bit of drama and backstory related to this. If you want to skip the backstory in which I will likely pour my bleeding heart out, skip to the line of ====== further down. If you are, by any miracle of chance, actually interested in my life story then please read on. Either way, I hope you enjoy since this is my smut writing debut. I might ramble off a bit but hey.

When I was 17 years old I went on a holiday abroad with friends of mine. It was a post-high school holiday in a sunny part of Europe filled with loads of booze-loaded nights out, hungover daytime activities and most importantly, girls who were just as willing to find out what life is all about as we were. Think of a real-life version of The Inbetweeners, but with less awkwardness. The holidays were moving along well up until a certain point I ran into what would be my first love ever – Julie.