We almost married but….she said she wasn’t quite ready and left me to go back to California and be with some old friends to be sure she said but i didn’t think i would see her again. She never called and we never skyped or texted so i assumed it was over.
Then a knock at the door. Truth be told i was lying in bed looking at pics of her and on a dating site at the same time swiping left and right. She laughed and smiled when i opened the door in my pjs and she said she had to talk to me about her adventures and did i have anything to drink.
I got a few mountain dews out of the fridge and we sat at the dining room table. She noticed my small pipe i hadn’t used in a while and grabbed for it and i handed it to her and she opened her purse and pulled out some pot and had a bowl or 2 and told me her recent saga.
She was bi and preferred women or so she thought but being with me she considered marrying me and she never wanted to marry a woman so she was conflicted. Before we met she had been pegging a lot of women and enjoying the butch side of the equation but she always finished off with her getting off too so she was never a total dominant.
When she left she wanted to explore her dominant side and see if she could have a relationship with a woman where she was the man of the two. She visited a few dungeons and talked to some dominatrixes and investigated the lifestyle more fully that previously she had only dabbled in.
She even worked out harder and got tougher and bought dominant clothes and totally got into it. First one woman than another and trying new things each time. Her relationships were lasting about a month and she would then move on and learn and study more before having another woman. Like the song, thank you, next. She was becoming expert at getting women to cum and craving her touch and so on. She didn’t let them ever get her off and learned to do without that so much and if she felt the need she took care of it herself.
After 4 months she became good fast friends with a dominatrix who took her under her wing and even watched her exploits which bri filmed on the sly and made comments and suggestions as to how to go deeper and further and longer and so forth.
About 7 months into this she really hit her stride and began seeking out new women instead of getting in touch with women she already knew. She was even learning about ways to knock people out with chloroform and the date rape drug in liquid and even got into knock out powder.
With that she laid some powder out in front of me and blew it in my face and stunned i passed out in front of her.
I woke up and was tied to the bed and she took advantage of me all day long, she was an expert by now. She kept me subdued for 2 weeks and had even learned how to let someone use the restroom and shower and eat without relinquishing control on them.
I like puzzles and i was trying to figure out how to get out of her clutches once i woke up from her powder. But she had studied and practiced long and hard and was an accomplished and confident dominatrix by now.
After 2 weeks she said she wanted to go to the show and we ate a little lunch and she wanted to get high so she filled a bowl with pot and laced it with some speed and were happily toking away. She like me could get very chatty and with the pot she was getting high and expansive as was i but in the back of my mind i was also pondering my way out of this predicament.
She noticed my deep thinking and made a comment about it and then filled and lit another bowl. We were laughing and i got some pop out of the fridge and we were relaxing and laughing and having a high time. As i was fantasizing about how i was going to turn the tables i realized at that moment i was in love. Which meant i was fucked. My mood changed a bit and i got a little quieter.
She was still chatty but looking deeply into my eyes like when she is looking deep into my soul, then it hit her. Oh my god, what i said. You’re in love with me. I am not i said, yes you are it’s written on your face, I ‘m not either i insisted, holy shit she said i have been waiting for this. I guess before i felt you weren’t deeply in love with me and now you are, no i’m not. She came to me and hugged me and pulled me onto the rug and tickled me and said, yes you are and it’s okay and i am too she said. Not at all i said and tickled her back. Oh my god she said, we are in love. Oh really i said sarcastically. Yes she said and kissed and hugged me and tickled me and made love to me and then we dressed and she called uber and we went to the show arm in arm and shoulder to shoulder and kissing here and there, well, it was nice, finally….