A sub’s irresistible desire to submit is matched and surpassed by a domme’s deep desire to control.

“I don’t usually eavesdrop,” the man said, interrupting my conversation with my best friend Kristi, “but I couldn’t help myself.”

I looked at him, not startled, not surprised, but annoyed. He had dark curly hair that kept falling forward into his deep blue eyes. He was wearing a black shirt and a mildly rumpled blazer with indigo jeans. Nice build, I recognized. Handsome, in a slightly disheveled way. I’d been noticing him inching his chair closer to us in the café. But the place was cramped as usual, and there was no way for us to move further without backing out a window.

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