Chapter One: The Perfect Dominant
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Chapter One: The Perfect Dominant"I think I've found you the perfect Dom," Lilith announces in the middle of dinner.
She swallows the pizza she isn't really done chewing and swallows. "I'm um- not looking for a Dom?" she tells her friend cautiously, wary of how she would take it.
"That's only because you don't know how awesome it is to have one," she says. "And I just know Victor would be a great fit for you."
She waits for her to continue. Lilith has that tone that indicates there's a 'but...'
"He's black," she says, cutting to the chase entirely, somehow making the sentence sound more like a question than a statement.
She sighs in exasperation. "That's not a problem for me, but again, I'm not looking for a Dom?"
Lilith rolls her eyes. "And like I said, that's only because you don't know how awesome it is to have one. What's the harm? It's not like you're seeing anybody." She pauses and eyes her suspiciously.
"I'm not seeing anybody," Tanya informs her with a bored tone, but she's smiling a little too, can't help herself from feeling oddly charmed by her eccentric friend. "Why did you think him being black would be a problem for me anyways?" she can't help but ask, wanting a little change in topic.
"It's just- you know, you're you and you're like," she waves at all of her.
Tanya levels a glare at her friend. "Uh huh? What's wrong with-" she gestures at herself. "I'm a solid seven," she says defensively.
"Ten," Lilith corrects with the loyalty of a true best friend. "You're a ten," she says. "But you're also like, really tiny," she says. "And black guys have really big dicks."
She chokes on another bite of pizza and puts the rest back onto the plate to take a sip out of her glass instead, deeming it safer than trying another bite. "I can take big d***s," she finds herself saying.
Lilith rolls her eyes again.
"If you keep doing that, your face is gonna get stuck that way."
Lilith does it again just to spite her and the both of them burst out in playful giggles before getting a hold of themselves again. "Just- just hear me out about him before you decide you don't want anything to do with him, okay?" she says.
"Are you being pushed into this?" she wants to know. Lilith has always been rather shy when it came to what she was doing in the evenings. She doesn't judge, though. A girl's gotta eat.
She plays the role of a sub to multiple men the The Dungeon. A rather unimaginative name for the place, but it gets the point across. She gets paid for being a submissive, but 'getting paid' isn't exactly what she would call it. It's allowance, money to let her do what she wants, so she can keep going there instead of taking up part time work like some of her peers. Some men pay more than others... who don't pay at all. Still, Lilith confesses that sometimes, she would get 'allowances' of up to a thousand dollars a night.
"Are people giving you trouble for letting me come watch?" is what she wants to know but is too embarrassed to ask. Till this day, she doesn't really know what compelled her to go to that place. It's not that she isn't curious about s*x. She's always been curious about s*x, but she's never actually done anything before.
"No, no," she says. "Of course not," she insists. "It's just- some of them have been asking about you. They're curious if you're keen on being a sub for one of them. All of them," she giggles. "You're like catnip. The guys have been asking about you since the first time you showed up, but I thought like, maybe you were getting out of a bad relationship and wasn't ready to get into another. It's been months, though!" she says. "Maybe you should put yourself out there. I mean, if you're ready."
That does sound very reasonable. And it was very kind of her to wait for so long before bringing it up to her.
"Anyways, Victor approached me last night and asked me to tell you that he would be interested if you ever put yourself up for auction."
Putting herself up for auction feels like such a crass way of putting it. An Auction gives her the opportunity to find the right Dom, the first step into life as a Sub. After all, what better way to be indoctrinated than to be sold to the highest bidder?
Lilith says she managed to rake in an impressive five thousand dollars. Half of that goes to The Dungeon and she gets to keep the other half, but only if she were to agree to sub to the winning Dom.
"Wait, when you say Victor, you can't mean Victor Morgan?"
Lilith flushes. "Ah, yes," she says.
"As in my boss?" she continues, indignant.
Lilith shrugs. "I'm just the messenger. Just think about it, alright? You don't have to decide right away. The next Auction is a week away."
A week is hardly time at all.
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