No Time Wasted
As she stood there, in her dimly lit living room – in a condo where she had lived for the last five years – Jade felt confident and energized. She felt a tingle run up her spine and as she took a minute to identify that familiar feeling that inspired the chilling sensation, she couldn’t help be think that the circumstances and timing were far less familiar.
Then, suddenly, it dawned on her that her oddly familiar source of arousal and craving was none other than a sense of Power. In this case, it was an unmistakable and undeniable feeling of authority and control, that was being driven by the unquestioned knowledge that a sexual counterpart had conceded Power to her and assumed a role of submission.
Jade dropped her gaze towards her feet and reveled with pride as she saw an eager set of eyes awaiting her next words, movements…desires.
What started out as a heavily anticipated dinner date with an attractive, fit, outgoing, well-dressed man in his late 30’s…had turned into a role reversal scenario that resulted in said man anxiously and helplessly, yet eagerly, kneeling at her feet, wearing nothing but a leather collar and holding a leather BDSM paddle…begging her to take on the role of “Domme” and make him her “submissive”
