Totally Controlled
“So. William, what is it that you want?”
I was standing in the living room in a very nice ranch house in an upscale suburb of my town. I had just come off a very acrimonious divorce where things had gotten so bad that I think my ex-wife actually hated me and would go out of her way to hurt me if she got the chance.
Standing in front of me was an especially pretty young woman with whom I had been corresponding with for the past three months. She wasn’t what I had been expecting. I had been looking for a stern Mistress who would take over my life and control me for a weekend here and there. She was dressed in cutoffs and a tank top and looked like the “girl next door”. I was disappointed.
“Uh, I’m sorry Ms. Mary,” I responded, “I think I made a mistake.”
“Really?”
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