You come over to help me unpack after moving into a new place. While we’re hanging out, you flippantly mention you’re into femdom. I laugh at you and question whether it’s just a fantasy or something that you’d really like to live out… do you understand the difference? I confess I’m actually really into femdom and love turning men into submissive slaves. I’ve done it many times. I just love taking them farther and farther down the rabbit hole. First by having them do easy stuff like kiss my feet, then escalating over time to chastity, cuckolding, and eventually having them hand over their paychecks and bank account numbers to me to become totally owned slaves. Because you and I have been friends for a long time I’m hesitant to drag you down into this so I keep checking in with you, almost discouraging you from committing to me. “Are you sure? You realize that there’s no going back, right?” But at the same time I’m seducing you.
