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I still remember the first time being a Dom - realizing how much I enjoyed taking control, pushing boundaries, and watching a woman let go completely. It’s a memory that’s stuck with me, and I can still picture every detail.
It was getting late and I’d been hooking up with this girl for a few weeks. We weren’t dating—we both knew it was just about the sex. She was shy at first, but it didn’t take long for me to figure out what she liked. She had a thing for being called dirty names and having her hair pulled. And I could tell she loved every second of it.
One night, when we got back from the club. I had her on my bed, legs pushed back to her chest while I fucked her. My cock was buried deep inside her, stretching her out, and I could see in her eyes that she was lost in the moment. I was standing next to the bed, pounding away as she moaned, gasping and gripping at the sheets, I knew she was close to cumming all over me..
I could feel her pussy responding to every thrust, clamping down on me - she craved it. My cock was as hard as a canister, and every time I pushed into her, I could see the pain and pleasure washing over her face. She was completely at my mercy, taking everything I had to give her, and loving every second of it.
As I fucked her, I felt the tension building, and I was getting close to finishing inside her. I kept going until I couldn’t hold back any more - then I pulled out and came all over her stomach. The sight of my cum glistening all over her skin started to get me hard again - especially when she started rubbing it all over her skin.
Then just like that, without missing a beat, she used her fingers to scoop up some of my cum, and lick her fingers clean, like she had been starving for it. She didn’t stop there—she even got the drops that had hit the floor. As she knelt there, obedient and eager, I couldn’t help but smirk. “Damn, you’re a good girl,” I told her.
In that moment, I realized just how much I enjoyed this—having control, helping her push her limits, watching her embrace it all without a second thought. She was doing exactly what I wanted, and she was loving every second of it. There was no hesitation, no holding back—just pure, raw submission. And it felt fucking good.
As I stood there, watching her lick up the last drops of my cum, I felt a rush of satisfaction, a deep thrill that went beyond just the physical. This was what I wanted—to dominate, to control, to see just how far I could push her and how much she could take.
That night changed everything for me. It was the first time I truly embraced my own desires, the first time I realized just how much I loved being in control, telling her what to do, and watching her obey without question. And after that, there was no turning back. I knew exactly what I wanted, and I wasn’t afraid to take it.
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