It was not fair that he looked like some sort of greek god. Tall, mencaing, with the power that prompted poeple to get down on their knees and worship him. And the infuriating man knew what sort of power he held. Enough power to seek me out on a random party full of business people and proposition me to sleep with him, and enough power to ensure all my investers backed out on me the moment I refused him.

He was swarming me. Cutting off my options, leaving me nowhere to run. I was on debt, and too married to my ideas and projects to let the thing go. I couldn't be in jail, and ofcourse, I could not fail. So when he showed up to the very meeting where I supposed to give my last shot, I decided to relent. if he wanted to fuck me, he would fuck me, but he better make it worth all the trouble he had taken.

As long as he invested in my company and made me the woman I wanted to be.

Except, the man wasn't happy with just one fuck. No. He wanted a slave. A proper, complete slave that he held all the power over. A slave with a penchant for being owned, displayed and humilated. A slave that he could take to his high end parties, all nude and tied, and show off to his friends. A slave that he could put on timeout outside his office doors, a slave that he could spank and punish at the company reception. A slave that would wear his collar and accompany him on family dinner.

I did not understand too much of his proposition, just that I needed his money and found what he was proposing to be super hot. EVerything else was null and void. And so I said yes.

Kinks: BDSM, bondage, Slavery, Collars and Leashes, Ownership signs, Public Play, Exhibitionism, Vuoyerism, Ropes, Chains, Bodywriting, Humiliation, Degradation, Sugaring.