[Custom Request]
For me, the desire for domination or submission ebbs and flows like yearning and lust. The tease and thrill, escalating until I've conquered domination, leaves me yearning for submission. We experience bliss and release for a fleeting moment, and then we continue yearning for the unknown again.

My dominatrix session gets an unplanned interruption when my studio is robbed. I am tied up by the robber in quite the erotic position with an armbinder, frogtie, and blindfold. My fate will be in the hands of the next arriving client. And just like that, I am already si...

[Custom Request]
For me, the desire for domination or submission ebbs and flows like yearning and lust. The tease and thrill, escalating until I've conquered domination, leaves me yearning for submission. We experience bliss and release for a fleeting moment, and then we continue yearning for the unknown again.

My dominatrix session gets an unplanned interruption when my studio is robbed. I am tied up by the robber in quite the erotic position with an armbinder, frogtie, and blindfold. My fate will be in the hands of the next arriving client. And just like that, I am already sinking into the eroticism of the unknown and the loss of control. After being in charge all day, being silenced with a gag feels like blissful freedom. It's erotic to imagine the experience from the slave's potion too... imagine finding me tied up unexpectedly. The slave is presumed to serve me, so imagine their surprise when they have the option to use me instead. I have no leverage so I go along with their plans... becoming a sloppy blowjob deepthroat toy and rope bunny to be hogtied and left for use.