Yes, Mistress

By MistressPayne

Yes, Mistress, by Mistress Payne

Husband is turned on when wife takes charge

#BDSM
#FemaleLedRelationship
#dominatrix

• Language: English
• Publisher: New Young Pornographers
• Release date: Jan 27, 2022
• ISBN: 9781005474171

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Yes, Mistress

By Mistress Payne

Copyright © Mistress Payne, January 2022

Cover Design by Mistress Payne

All rights reserved. Neither this book nor any portion thereof may be used or reproduced in any manner without the express consent of the publisher, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review.

This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, events, and incidents in the book are either the product of the author’s imagination or are being used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events, is purely coincidental.

It started with a picture. On a cross country motorcycle trip, a friend of hers posted a picture of herself wearing boots and tight jeans. She wasn't even posing provocatively. But the boots. We agreed, she looked hot.

You should get some boots, I suggested. It was a gift for both of us.

When she wore them, she was different, empowered. She looked good. She felt sexy, I could tell. I loved the way she wore the boots, especially with nothing else. It wasn't just her naked body with boots, though. It was the power.

I asked her to wear them often. When she did, I melted. She didn't notice the influence it had over me. I hoped she would exert more of that power.

A friend of hers inspired her to get a riding crop. It was a fun prop for her. It addled me. I wanted her to use it. She was tentative with it. I wanted to feel it. It added to the authority that turns me on.

But playing these roles didn't move her as it moved me.

I wanted her to take me, and use me. I wanted her to manipulate and tease and subject me. The risk of sharing it with her intimidated me. I feared that more than being uninterested, she would be repulsed by my desire. Afraid to talk to her, I wrote a note.

"I have a request; an erotic idea I hope you will find fun and empowering.

Curious?

I can only hope.

If you'd like to know about this adventure that takes my breath away, read the note I've placed in the drawer of your nightstand.

If it amuses you, a signal is described that will tell me you are interested."

If she was repulsed, she could leave it at that. But if it tweaked her curiosity enough to go to the next note, I had reason to hope. In the second note, I wanted to emphasize what was in it for her. It was probably just awkward and pitiful. Nonetheless, I laid out my hope.

"I wish to present myself to you as your servant and possession.

I will submit to you completely.

My nudity is a sign of my full, complete submission.

I will serve you by completing any chore, any task you wish to be done.

I cheerfully yield to anything you wish.

Test me. I will submit.

I long to attend to your desires.

Your amusement and pleasure delight me.

Wrap a string around your finger if you'd like