Epilogue

Andre and Claudia

The words spoken echoed in the warm flickering of the fireplace in a stylishly furnished living room.

The chessboard stood on the large wooden table in the centre of the room, the white king lying on the board, the sign of surrender.

Claudia had risen from her comfortable armchair. Andre, her boyfriend, the love of her life, was kneeling in front of her with his head bowed, dressed only in his underpants.

It was him who had spoken the words. For the king on the chessboard, as well as for himself.

"Kiss my feet as a proof of your submission!" ordered Claudia. Andre complied without hesitation. Adrenaline coursed through him as he once again became aware of the humiliating situation, while he obediently covered Claudia's toes with passionate kisses. Even more so when he suddenly felt a cold metal on his skin.

The thin metal ring closed around his neck with a soft click. A quick glance upwards confirmed what he already suspected: a fine leather leash was firmly attached to the collar and ended in Claudia's hand.

Andre's stiff penis was now pressing almost painfully against the still protective prison of his underpants.

It was time to change that. Claudia pulled her boyfriend up by the leash. He was a whole head taller than her.

With her free hand, she stroked his cheek, down to his shoulders, along his strong arms until his hands.

Her fingers explored the pronounced pectoral muscles, felt his well-defined six-pack. A male body that radiated strength and athleticism. One that would easily be able to overpower her in a matter of seconds.

And which she could now dispose of without any restrictions.

Claudia's hand travelled further down. In a single fluid movement, she pulled Andre's disturbing boxer shorts down over his pelvis, exposing his sex.

She let go of the leash for a few seconds and placed both hands on her boyfriend's naked buttocks, who responded with a soft groan.

Which only intensified when Claudia's left hand moved foreward, closed firmly around Andre's penis and moved up and down with slight pressure.

Finally, her hand paused at the base of the shaft while her right hand picked up the leash again.

Using the two fixed points, Claudia pulled her lover into their bedroom and pushed him onto the bed.

She gazed at the naked body lying in front of her once again, enjoying the obvious power imbalance between them, which was emphasised by the contrast between Andre's bare white skin and Claudia's elegant black evening dress.

Then she let it slip off her shoulders and sat astride Andre's sex. Her hands gripped his outstretched forearms and pressed them firmly against the bed.

"I accept you as my ****," Claudia whispered full of lust before giving Andre a deep and passionate kiss.

Some time later, Claudia's head was lying on Andre's naked chest. She had put on a comfortable nightdress and was now snuggled up close to his still naked body.

Her fingers dug into Andre's pubic hair and casually played with the fine hairs.

"Why do I win every time? You're a chess grandmaster!" she murmured sleepily.

"Because you want it," Andre replied. They both looked at each other and smiled.