Domiant

"Well, It is nothing against you, my deepest wish is to hurt men," you explain, "I work in a bank and ther is not a single day where my boss didn't stares at my ass or my collegues joking About my boobs. A few even dare to "accidentally" touch my ass. I hate the way they treat me like some sort of toy or a trophy. And I want to turn tables by making them pay. I want them to beg and crawl to my feet. And most important, I want to to be the one decide when their sufferin ends."

"I see," Bruce answers friendly, "well that's Nothing you should be ashamed of. Many woman are domiant and just never had the right chance to live it out. I will never understand why so many people still belive that a woman has to be submissive. Do you want to sit down and drink a glass with me? We can talk about this a bit more."

"Sure, why not?" you agree and follow Bruce to the big dining room.

It is large and surprising luxery. Chairs with silk, a long table with candles and Crystal glass are really elegant placed. A man in his thirtys with an elegant shirt and blakc pants arrives beside you, he carries a tablet with a bottle of wine and two glasses. Carefully he gives you a glas and fills it with red wine. He also gives Bruce a glass wine.

"Any … special services, Madam?" the man asks unsure.

"She just arrived, Oliver," Bruce tells him, "be a good boy and give her some time."

Oliver nods, bows slightly and disappears.

"Oliver is one of our servants, we have many of them," Bruce expains, "he always serves the guests in the dinig room. You will like him, he is Always freindly and submissiv."

"What are these special services he talked about?" you asked, and take a sip of wine, which is very good.

"Well, all servants have their regular jobs in the house and the duty to please all the guests, exept of the security guards," Bruce tells you, "you must know, this is some kinde of very noble fetish hotel. All our servants are fromer guests who decidet to work for lord Alexander after their holidays were over. For many of them dreams come true. We sort out the submissive ones at the day of their arrivles and put them to work. For hunderts of our guests dreams come true. These who not agree are allowd back to their rooms and be guests again. But you are a dominant woman and so you are allowed to use the servants in every way you want. And if they refuse we will send you another servant. You know not everyone likes every fetish."

"So if I order a gardener to kiss my feet he has to do it?" "and I can make every servant lick my pussy just for my own pleasure?"

"That's exactly what you should do," Bruce agrees smiling, "they want you to use them as toys. And they are all here to make your stay as pleasant as possible. Well exept of me and the security guards. They are former dominant guests who keep the servants in line but also protect them from guests who want too much. We also have rules. You are not allowd to **** someone to anything he absolutly refuses to do. But until that happens you are free to spank, humiliate and kick balls whenever you like it."

"Sounds great," you say smirking, "I have a feel that this stay could be very interesting."

"I hope so," Bruce agrees, "well in that case I will contune my work. If you have any questions just ask the servants. And don't worry. You are a invited guest. everything is for free."

With that Bruce stands up and leaves you. You take the last sip of wine and stand up. It is now up to you where do go next.