A Slave’s Dream


This story is true and hopefully accurate.


Now I had been going out with Heather for nearly two years and sex was no issue. Heather for all intents and purposes she was a dominatrix. She planned every detail of an evening. That was her m.o.. This one has stuck in my mind for years. It fits a hypno-erotic website. Details of the entire evening are somewhat hazy, but pretty well remembered. After a night of wining and dining and a movie, the lust filled us both. The partying just began. We finally returned to her place and began making out and undressing each other, one of my many turn-ons. She became super aggressive. Pushed me onto the bed with force I never had felt before.