Being dominated is a (f)antasy of mine

Most domination stories are quite violent. I prefer gradual breaking down of the lady’s will.

This is the first time I attempted to put my fantasy into words and I’m thrilled to share with you. Comments welcome. Please be kind.

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Faye loved Tokudo bar – the people were friendly and the drinks good. Nobu san was eccentric though. He nearly put Faye on the blacklist for her being late by 10 minutes. But his methodical operation ensured good food and drinks which kept ppl coming back.

It was 10.30pm, Nobu san pulled the shutters down. Faye’s laughter was loud and uninhibited. It had been a fun night. Nobu san drew close behind Faye, a hint of her sweat and perfume drifted. Nobu san put his hands on her shoulder. She stopped dead. He massaged her shoulders and neck and she relaxed.

Faye’s back is sensitive. Nobu san’s touch felt good. Faye sensed something was wrong. Should she leave? Yet, Nobu san’s hands were warm and reassuring. She shouldn’t have drunk so much.