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Enjoy four sizzling erotic stories from the writing duo Dominique Paige. Save over 50% by buying in a bundle!These stories involve erotic themes of pegging, femdom, facesitting, male humiliation, FInDom(Financial Domination), male submission, and other explicit BDSM themes.The following stories are included in this bundle:Financial DominationFemDom ChastityFemDom IslandMy Teenage Mistress

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Four Tales of Male Submission and Obedience

Dominique Paige

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FemDom Bundle: Four Tales of Male Submission and Obedience

Dominique Paige

FemDom Island | Dominique Paige

Financial Domination

Dominique Paige

Victoria put her Burberry bag on the table, and adjusted her diamond Cartier bracelet as she sat down. She was dressed impeccably as always, her expensive outfit hugging her perfect figure tightly as she walked towards me. I could see both men and woman checking her out as she strolled between the tables, and some of their eyes lingered on her as she leaned forward to talk to me.

“Are you ready to take the next step or not? By the way, this place is disgraceful. A woman like me shouldn’t even be seen in such a dump.”

Her eyes roamed around the room, and she wrinkled her nose as if the restaurant was below her standards. It was an expensive restaurant, but now that she was here I realized I should have spent a lot more for our first meeting.

“Yes Ma’am. I’ve wanted to take this next step for a long time if you’re still willing. All I can promise you is my complete devotion.”

She stared at me for a moment, and instead of answering she raised her hand to signal the waiter to come over.

“Hello, how can I help you guys?” The waiter said cheerfully.

She didn’t even look at him as she rattled off her order. “I’ll have the lobster, and a bottle of your most expensive champagne. He’ll have pasta off the kids menu.”

I was taken aback by her sudden taking of control, but at the same time I understood that she was testing me. Obediently, I nodded my head in agreement at the waiter.

“Ok then.” I could see the waiters eyebrows shoot up in surprise, “I do have to warn you though, the most expensive bottle of champagne is well over $500.”

I gulped, and tried to stop from stuttering. $500? That was half my weeks salary in a single meal! She could see my nervousness, and gave me a commanding look that told me if I wanted to be dominated by her I would need to pay it without complaint. I stayed silent as she answered.

“That’s not a problem; my man here will be paying for everything. Now run along and go get it immediately, and stop insulting me by mentioning the price.”

He bowed his head and rushed off to the bar, returning almost immediately with a bottle of Laurent Perrier champagne and two glasses. He poured two glasses, and then left the table without another word.

“Now let’s get down to it, because an important woman like me doesn’t have time to waste. How much do you make per week, how much are your bills, and how much are you willing to give me?”

It was kind of embarrassing talking about my private finances, but at the same time kind of exciting.

“I make $1000 a week after taxes. My rent and bills are around $500, which leaves me with about 500 to spend. I mean, this champagne alone...” My voice trailed off as she gave me another look of disapproval.

“Don’t complain about what I buy. Like I said, I’m an extremely important woman. Look at me and tell me I’m not one of the most gorgeous girls you’ve ever seen?”

I had to admit, she was incredibly beautiful. There was something about the way she talked to me that was affecting me, almost as if she was putting me in a trance.

“I’m worth it. So if I want to spend your weeks spending money on myself, that’s something I deserve. You, on the other hand, are worthless. Don’t you think your money is better spent on me?”

Before I could respond, she continued.

“First things first, you’ll need to make more money or this won’t last long. Second, you’ll need to cut down on your bills. That’s a nice car you drive, but you’re going to have to trade it in for a newer model so you have more to lavish on me.”

She took a sip of her champagne, before placing her manicured hand on mine.

“It’s going to be hard to begin with, but trust me, your life will be so much better when I’m in control.”

It was all happening so fast. I knew she would be taking control of my finances, but I didn’t think it would be this extreme or this sudden. I took a deep breath, and replied.

“I understand. You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, and you do deserve my money. I’ll trade in my car tomorrow. I know you’re worth it.”

“Great. You’ve made the obvious decision, and I must say I’m pleasantly surprised. In return for your service, you’ll get the satisfaction of knowing that spending all your money is going to make me very happy. Occasionally when I’m horny, and there’s nobody more suitable than you to satisfy me, I will let you eat me out. You can never, ever fuck me though. Helping me orgasm should be the greatest pleasure you can ever experience, anyway. Understood?”

I nodded in agreement. A few minutes passed in which she laid out the details of exactly when and where I would be meeting her over the next few days. I could see the waiter approach in the distance carrying a plate of lobster and my pasta.

“Here you guys go!” The waiter put the plates down and gave a nervous smile. Victoria looked up at him and waved him away with a dismissive hand. Pushing her chair out, she stood up.

“Actually, I’m not that hungry after all. I’ll just get something to eat later. Pay the bill, and then go straight home to shower and print out a bank statement. We’ll be meeting up later tonight; I’ll call you later with the location.”

With that, she grabbed her purse and walked out the door, leaving the full plate of lobster sitting on the table. I knew that this could possibly be a test, so I didn’t try and eat it, instead finishing my kids pasta as fast as I could. Something about being controlled so completely so fast was turning me on. As I finished my meal and got the bill, I winced at the total. $562 dollars. At this rate, I was going to be broke. I wondered if I was even going to be able to afford to give her everything she wanted.

Later on, after showering and printing out my bank statement like she asked, I received a phone call from Victoria. I quickly turned down the TV and nervously answered.

“Listen closely, because I’m only going to say this once. You’re going to book a room at the Four Seasons. I expect you to bring your bank statement and all your financial information. I’m going to go on a little spending spree. Text me the room number, and I’ll see you at 8pm.”

With that, she hung up. I paced the room nervously as I thought. Should I do it? I already spent over $500 on her today. Even as I debated with myself, I knew it was useless. As pathetic as it was, even though it was my first day with her I was already addicted. Picking up the phone, I booked the best room I could afford and got dressed. I drove there early to get everything ready.

I spread my bank statements and bills out on the hotel table, and nervously waited for her. Time passed slowly, but eventually the clock struck 8. Then 8:05. Then 8:10. Soon it was half past 8 and there was no sign of Victoria. I checked my phone to see if she had sent me any texts, but there was nothing there.

After a long, agonizing wait, the door swung open and she strutted in. Walking over to the bed and sitting down on the edge, she held her hand out expectantly.

“Well? Where’s the bank statement?”