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The Dominant Businessman - part 1

You’re a waitress at an exclusive restaurant in a bustling city, known for its elegant atmosphere and impeccable service. The dimly lit dining room is filled with the soft sounds of classical music, as you glide between tables, taking orders and delivering food and drinks with graceful precision.

You approach a table of important-looking people, your attention focused on providing the best service possible. “Good evening,” you say with a warm smile. “May I take your order?”

As you’re jotting down their selections, you accidentally spill some wine on the tablecloth. “Oh, I’m so sorry!” you exclaim, quickly grabbing a napkin to dab at the stain. Your heart races as you worry about losing your job or disappointing your boss.

Later that evening, you spot Andre Legrand, a wealthy businessman who frequents the restaurant. You greet him with a professional smile. “Good evening, Mr. Legrand. What can I get for you tonight?”

Andre orders his usual meal and wine, and you make sure to attend to his needs throughout the night. After he finishes his dinner, you clear his plate and ask if there’s anything else he requires. “No, thank you,” he responds politely. “You’ve been most attentive, as always.”

As your shift comes to an end, you head to the staff room to change out of your uniform. To your surprise, Andre is waiting for you inside. He closes the door behind him and locks it, a sinister glint in his eyes.

“Mr. Legrand?” you ask nervously. “What are you doing here?”

He steps closer, towering over you. “I couldn’t help but notice your little mishap earlier,” he says coldly. “You know, spilling that wine on the tablecloth.”

Your heart sinks as you realize he saw the incident. “I-I apologize for that,” you stammer. “It was an accident, and I took care of it right away.”

Andre smirks. “Oh, I know it was an accident,” he says, his voice dripping with condescension. “But accidents have consequences, don’t they? Especially for clumsy bitches like you.”

You flinch at the harsh words, feeling your cheeks flush with embarrassment and anger. “That’s not necessary,” you say, trying to maintain your composure. “I said I was sorry, and it won’t happen again.”

“Oh, but I think it will,” Andre retorts, taking another step towards you. “In fact, I’m counting on it. Because I got off on humiliating you earlier, and I want to do it again.”

Your eyes widen in shock as he grabs your arm roughly and pushes you against the wall. He leans in close, his breath hot against your neck. “I think you liked it too,” he whispers, his fingers digging into your skin.

You feel a shiver run down your spine, equal parts fear and excitement. Your gaze meets his, uncertain but intrigued. As Andre’s lips brush against your ear, you can’t help but wonder what else he has in store for you tonight.

COMPLETE


You stand in front of your closet, nervously flipping through your clothes. Tonight’s date with Andre is different from any other you’ve had before. The memory of his dominating presence and humiliating words still sends shivers down your spine. As you try on various outfits, you can’t help but wonder if he’ll approve of your choice.

Eventually, you settle on a black lace dress that hugs your curves and falls just above your knees. The neckline dips low, showing off your ample cleavage, and the sleeves are sheer, adding an air of elegance to the ensemble. You slip into a pair of black heels and apply a touch of makeup, hoping to look irresistible for Andre.

When he arrives at your doorstep, you can’t help but blush as his eyes travel up and down your body. “You look stunning,” he says, offering you his arm. As you walk towards his car, you feel a mixture of nerves and excitement building inside you.

Dinner is an intimate affair at a cozy little bistro, where Andre pulls out all the stops to ensure you’re comfortable and enjoying yourself. He orders your favorite dishes and keeps the conversation light, but you can sense the underlying tension between you. You know that tonight isn’t going to be like any other date you’ve been on before.

After dinner, Andre drives you back to your place. As soon as you step inside, he takes your hand and leads you towards the bedroom. The soft lighting and comfortable bed create an intimate atmosphere, perfectly setting the scene for what’s to come.

Andre turns to face you, his eyes dark with desire. “I want to try something different tonight,” he says, his voice low and commanding. “I have a kink that I’ve never shared with anyone before, but I think it’s time I did.”

You feel your heart race as you nod, unsure of what to expect but intrigued nonetheless. Andre steps closer, his hands on your hips as he looks into your eyes. “I get off on humiliating women during sex,” he confesses, his voice barely a whisper. “Calling them names, degrading them… it turns me on like nothing else.”

Your breath catches in your throat as you process his words. A part of you is shocked and appalled, but another part is strangely turned on by the idea. You’ve always been drawn to the darker side of desire, and Andre’s confession awakens something deep within you.

Andre must sense your hesitation, because he quickly adds, “But only if it’s consensual. I would never do anything without your permission.” He cups your face in his hands, his gaze intense. “Do you want to try it with me?”

You take a deep breath and nod, feeling both nervous and excited about the prospect of exploring this new side of yourself. Andre’s lips curve into a smile, and he leans in to kiss you passionately, his hands roaming over your body as if claiming you as his own.

As your clothes come off, Andre’s words become more degrading, calling you a “slut” and a “whore.” The names should make you feel uncomfortable, but instead, they send a jolt of electricity through your body, heightening your arousal. You find yourself responding to his commands, eager to please him in any way possible.

Andre’s fingers dig into your skin as he fucks you hard, using dirty talk to push you further into the depths of your shared kink. The combination of pain and pleasure is unlike anything you’ve ever experienced before, and you can’t help but cry out his name as waves of ecstasy wash over you.

As the night progresses, you both become more comfortable with each other’s desires, sharing your thoughts and feelings about the experience. The dynamic between you shifts from one of dominance and submission to trust and understanding. You realize that Andre’s kink is not just about humiliation but also about control, and you find yourself willingly surrendering to him in a way you never thought possible.

Finally, spent and sated, you collapse onto the bed together, your bodies intertwined as you catch your breath. The atmosphere is one of intimacy and understanding, leaving you both eager for more. As you drift off to sleep, you can’t help but wonder where this newfound connection will lead you next.

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