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"She's basically inhuman. Her daughter was in critical condition, her dad died in an accident, and her husband had heart problems, yet she was still out there, having fun with her side piece. Does she have any shred of humanity left?" "If she never loved her husband, why get married in the first place?" "Why do I feel like that other man looks kind of familiar…" The once-joyous wedding venue had turned into a total disaster zone. I didn't just expose the videos—I also hired people to completely trash the place. The friends who'd come to celebrate all slipped away with their heads down, and many of them gave Janice looks full of contempt, especially the company's business partners.

"Anyway, I smell like stress and cheap coffee. I am going to take a shower and wash the statistics out of my brain." She entered into the bathroom and soon enough, I could hear the shower started running. It felt like I could finally breathe when she was out of the room. I opened my laptop again and stared at the the username “Architect_D” ‘I am a strict, experienced dominant.’ his profile stated. ‘I value structure, clear boundaries, and absolute obedience. If you are looking for games, look elsewhere. If you are looking to surrender control to someone who will take care of your body and mind, message me.’

“And you’re still showing up to these boring old things. Where’s Lila tonight? I thought she’d be dragging you onto the dance floor by now.” Julian said as he poured the champagne Dominic chuckled, the sound warm and genuine. “She’s home with the little one. Teething like a demon and refusing to sleep unless she’s the one walking him around. Said she’d rather handle that than another night of small talk with people who only remember her name when they need a favor.” Julian nodded, a faint pang hitting him at the casual mention of family. Dominic had built the real thing — a wife who loved him, a son who adored. Julian had only built walls and pushed away people that loved him.

Earlier, Dominic had noticed Tom from a distance. After all, no one wore a cotton jacket in June, yet nobody else seemed to find it strange. No one even glanced at him. Tom watched a scantily dressed woman walk into a small residential compound in the alley. Only then did he lower his gaze and say painfully, "She… is my wife. No. To be precise, she's my ex-wife." Dominic raised an eyebrow. He had noticed the woman's heavy makeup as well. It seemed Tom's story would be an interesting one.

When she was a surgeon she developed real happiness out of helping people, and if she became a submissive she would also experience a form of happiness from serving her future master. Anita with her mind wandering and her body heating up took the plunge and made an account on DomFound, what greeted her eyes were thousands of Doms who were currently online which made her feel a sense of pressure but also the excitement of the unknown. Anita clicked on the link on the top left of her screen, typed up her zipcode, and searched for a Dom that was in her area, she found 50 matches, and only 20 provided their pictures. Anita felt that those who didn't upload a picture even in their private folders

It was lucrative and exciting, and the thrill of surrendering my control to someone else was the sweetest part of it for me. At some point I decided not to take the risk anymore, and so I became a high-end dominatrix. I'll tell you what this means…I finally realized I could be the one in control, and the money involved would be even greater than when I was a sub. I was happy with being a whore until I met the perfect man and fell in love with him. It was surprising that he knew what I did for a living at the beginning, yet he went crazy over me. He wanted me all to himself and when we got married, I had to stop being a sexual dom, and I had sex with only him.

"Shut up" Dominick Scolded. He looked at the girl who was lying on the bed unconscious, her hands and legs were tied in chains. "What the fuck are you doing to her?" He asked. Alexander scoffed. "She is my wife... At least I am not tagging her as a whore." Dominick grabbed his collar madly when he said that. "Don't cross your limits." He gritted. Alexander pushed him back. "You are crossing your limits Damian" He growled. "Dominick... My name is Dominick..."

I said nodding my head like she could see me. She sighed “Dominik is at his house with his wife.” She said. I was confused, Niky said he hated his wife, so why would she be at his house. I was about to ask why but Krystal continued. “He got his wife knocked up now she’s five months pregnant.”

I clenched my jaw at the images flashing in my mind and controlled myself. I licked my lips and answered, “I am a dominant, Bella. I like to control my partner while having sex and ordering them around like when and if they can come. Or not at all.” If you want, you can join Mahi Mistry's F******k Group or Page: Author Mahi Mistry and also follow her on I*******m @authormahimistry to keep up with the recent updates regarding her books! You can access all the books + bonus content on her P*****n Page Mahi Mistry.

"No question." In the background, Lucia was saying, "I win, I win." I laughed to hear it. Soon she'd have her own child to play with. "Were you always this way?" "A Dominant? No. It started about eight or nine months ago. My wife, Julia, was always reading these books about women taken in sexual slavery, some of it science fiction, abducted by aliens or the like. I read a couple of her books and asked her if she'd like to experience it for real. I'd become her dominant and she'd be my slave, just as an experiment for three weeks. At the end of it, she didn't want it to end. She wanted to remain my slave."