The cuffs stayed on.
Faith stayed on her knees, breathing hard, chest rising and falling, her massive breasts completely exposed, glistening under the grimy loft lights. Her short frame trembled—not from fear, but from anticipation.
Tyrone circled her slowly, predator silent, boots heavy on the concrete. The three other women—Brooke, Aspen, and Renee—watched with burning eyes, their bodies already heating, ready for the show.
“Dominion isn’t just a game,” Tyrone said, voice low, commanding. “It’s mine. Everything in it… belongs to me.”
Faith looked up defiantly. “I’m not scared.”
Tyrone smirked.
“You will be.”
He nodded once—and Brooke was the first to move. She came up behind Faith, slipping her hands down her body, groping her roughly, fingers pinching and tugging, showing no mercy. Aspen knelt in front of Faith, grabbing her hair, forcing her to lock eyes.
“You follow orders,” Aspen whispered. “You take what you’re given. You don’t come unless you’re told.”
Faith’s thighs quivered—but she nodded.
Good girl.
Renee stepped forward next, swinging her set of keys around her finger. She squatted down to Faith’s eye level and dangled the keys just out of reach.
“Beg for it,” Renee said coldly.
Faith gritted her teeth. Pride warred with lust in her chest. Her nipples were diamond-hard, her thighs slick with need. She looked up at Tyrone—at her new Master—and swallowed her pride.
“Please,” she whispered. “Please let me serve.”
Tyrone tilted his head. “Louder.”
“Please,” Faith cried, voice raw. “Let me serve you, sir. I’ll do anything. Anything you want.”
The keys dropped with a clatter at her knees. Still cuffed, she couldn’t pick them up.
Tyrone grabbed her by the hair and hauled her up, spinning her around so fast she nearly tripped. Brooke and Aspen worked fast—yanking off the last scraps of her clothes, baring every inch of her body to the cold air.
She was gorgeous—plump tits bouncing, tiny waist begging to be grabbed, thick thighs trembling with need.
Tyrone bent her over a battered steel table.
“No safeword tonight,” he said. “You want in, you take it.”
He spread her legs wide, slapping her ass hard, making her yelp and arch. Brooke and Aspen held her arms down. Renee sat on the table in front of her, sliding a breast into her mouth.
“You want to be part of Dominion?” Renee said, voice hard. “You earn it on your knees, bitch.”
Faith suckled desperately, moaning around Renee’s nipple, even as Tyrone lined up behind her.
No warning.
One brutal thrust.
Faith screamed against Renee’s breast—but didn’t pull away. She took it. Took all of it.
Tyrone pounded into her, rough, merciless, each thrust forcing her mouth harder against Renee’s skin. Brooke and Aspen whispered filth into her ears, pinching her nipples, spreading her ass wider for Tyrone’s cock.
She sobbed. Moaned. Broke.
And Tyrone didn’t stop until she was trembling so hard her legs gave out.
He pulled out at the last second, grabbing her by the chin, making her look at him.
“You’re ours now,” he said. “No outs. No mercy.”
Faith, still cuffed, still naked, tears and spit and sweat streaking her flushed cheeks, nodded.
“Yours, sir,” she whispered.
Brooke, Aspen, and Renee surrounded her, kissing her, touching her, marking her as their own.
And Dominion?
Dominion had a new queen.
Six months later… Dominion isn’t just a secret empire anymore—it’s a phenomenon.
Tyrone’s control is absolute. The girls are deeper, dirtier, and more possessed than ever. The fans are obsessed. The content is darker, riskier, and made with one rule:
No faking. No filters. No forgiveness.
Subscriber Base:
VIP list includes politicians, A-listers, and elite club owners
300,000 paying members (at $39.99/month)
Monthly revenue: $12M+
They’ve earned their place—but Dominion never stops pushing limits.
1. Brooke’s Double Life
Her husband is getting suspicious—but Brooke can’t stop. Tyrone uses her family house for a new shoot: “Homewrecked.” She makes a sex tape in her marriage bed while texting her husband from across the hall.
2. Aspen’s Corruption Arc
The once-innocent secretary goes full freak. She starts filming herself even when Tyrone isn’t there—wearing his shirts, masturbating in his chair. A fan leak turns into “Aspen: Unsupervised,” one of their most-watched solo drops.
3. Renee’s Rogue Nights
She sneaks into the office after hours, bored and dripping. When she handcuffs herself to Tyrone’s desk, he finds her on the next security sweep. What starts as punishment becomes domination marathon. The scene’s called “Detained.”
4. Faith’s Corruption Goes Viral
Now that she’s in, she’s obsessed. She wants to bring in outsiders, film in public places, get caught, get watched. Her next pitch to Tyrone? “Rush Hour”—sex in a moving limo with tinted windows, circling downtown. She’s topless out the sunroof by the end.
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