As a dominant, I had always been in control, leading the scene and calling the shots. But tonight was different. Tonight was the night I would relinquish control as a submissive.
I walked into the dungeon, my heart pounding with excitement. The atmosphere was electric, the scent of leather and hot wax filling the air. I scanned the room, my eyes settling on a handsome dom I had played with before. He smiled at me, his eyes filled with desire. I walked over to him, my hips swaying seductively.
“Tonight, I want to be submissive,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.
He raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips. “Are you sure about that, Esme?”
I nodded, my heart racing. “Yes, I’m sure.”
He led me to a St. Andrew’s cross, his hands rough on my skin as he secured me in place. I closed my eyes, my breathing quickening as I felt his hands roaming across the landscape of my body. He ran his fingers over my breasts, teasing my nipples until they were hard and aching.
“Do you like that, sub?” he asked, his voice low and seductive.
“Yes, sir,” I replied, my voice trembling.
He continued to explore my body, his touch sending shivers down my spine. He trailed his fingers down my stomach, teasing my sensitive skin. I moaned as he reached my thighs, his fingers brushing against my wetness.
“You’re soaked, sub,” he said, his voice filled with satisfaction.
He continued to touch me, bringing me closer and closer to the edge. I moaned, my body begging for release.
“Please, sir,” I cried out, my voice barely above a whisper.
He chuckled, his fingers still teasing me. “Please what, sub?”
“Please let me come,” I begged.
He finally gave me what I wanted, his fingers pushing inside me as his thumb circled my clit. I cried out as I came, my body shaking with pleasure.
As the night went on, I surrendered myself to him completely, allowing him to take control and push my boundaries. It was a thrilling, freeing experience, one that I would never forget. And as I left the dungeon, I knew that I would always have a place in my heart for both the dominant and the submissive. This was the night I became a switch, and I will never go back.
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