Females Rule

I met up with a dominatrix and told her my fantasies. It wasn't long before I found myself in a dungeon wearing a straight jacket and a leather hood. I couldn't see a thing. I was whipped, spanked, and slapped. I then was on my knees and able to see as I looked up at her. I was never more scared as I looked into her dark eyes. Her long pantyhosed legs and six inch strap heels had me weak as could be. I am now more convinced than ever that females definitely rule.

— Steven, 35