I'd only been dating Brad for about 4 months, but our sex life was fantastic. We just clicked. Brad was a bit of a wild guy in bed, though. He liked variety, and one drunken night he told me about all sorts of kinky sex games he wanted to try. Over the next few months we started trying his games — at first I usually hesitated, but quickly found his little kinks got me incredibly hot. I liked all of his ideas, but there was one game he seemed interested in that really excited me — he wanted me to dominate him. Only problem was, I had no idea how to do this, and the thought of it made me a little nervous. Still, I figured there might be a whole new world of fun to explore, so I started planning a night he'd never forget. I read some stories about female domination, visited a sex shop to pick up some toys, and put together the perfect outfit.
I didn't want to take him completely off guard, not this time. Instead, one Saturday night when we were watching T.V., I told him I had a surprise for him. His eyes lit up.
"What is it?"
"Just give me a few minutes to get ready, hun."
I left him on the couch and went into the bedroom to prepare. I'd picked out the tightest, most dominating outfit I could find. I slid on the latex thong and wedged my breasts into the matching bustier, which made them look bigger than I'd ever seen them. Next came the thigh-hi fishnets, something I knew he'd like, and I actually felt a small surge of power as I slid them up my perfect legs. I'd picked out a pair of black, hi-heeled boots that came to my ankle and cinched them tightly. I went into the bathroom and pulled out my makeup, overdoing it so he'd really know who's boss. I put on tons of black eyeliner and deep red lipstick to match my nails which I'd painted that morning. Finally, I pulled my hair back into a tight, strict ponytail and put on a pair of dark sunglasses — he didn't get to see my eyes...yet.
"Honey?" He called from the other room. "Everything alright?"
"Yeah, just another couple of minutes."
I stepped back and looked into the mirror to survey my work. I saw a totally different person staring back at me, a dominating bitch-goddess who looked hot enough to make any man fall to his knees. I started to get wet just thinking about what was to come, and I walked back into the bedroom. I pulled out all of the toys I thought I'd need and left them next to the bed.
"Darling," I called. "Come in here. I want to show you something."
I heard him get up and start walking toward the bedroom, so I assumed my most dominating pose — my feet apart, glaring straight ahead, tapping one hand menacingly with my riding crop. The moment he walked in, he froze.
"You said you wanted to be punished," I said. "Well, you should be careful what you wish for, 'cause now you're gonna get it. Tonight, I am in charge and you follow my every command. If you need me to ease up on what I'm doing, say the word "yellow." If you want me to stop entirely, say "red." Otherwise, I will be in total control. Understand?"
He nodded. I saw a faint smile on his face, but I could see the nervousness in his eyes, trying to decide if he'd made the right request. I felt a rush of power.
"NOW STRIP!"
He started removing his clothes and I walked around him, watching him undress.
"FASTER!" I yelled, smacking his ass with my crop. I stood behind him while he finished undressing. I could see his cock was already rock hard.
"Now," I said, "You're going to do everything I tell you to do. Oh, and one more thing..."
I grabbed his hair and pulled his head back.
"Call me Mistress," I whispered seductively in his ear. "Now get on your knees!" I snarled, pushing him forward so he fell to the ground. "There's a collar on the floor in the corner. Bring it to me!"
He crawled to the corner and started to pick up the collar. I smacked the wall with the crop to get his attention.
"IN YOUR TEETH, BITCH!"
I could tell my words affected him as his cock grew even more. He bent down, grabbed the collar between his teeth, and crawled back to me. I felt a shiver watching this naked man on his knees obeying my every word.
"Pathetic. That took way too long," I snarled as I pulled the collar from his teeth and buckled it tightly around his neck.
