From Dom to Sub

Trisha came home one night from work to quite a shock. She found her nerdy roommate, Ella, sitting on the couch and watching a... certain type of video involving two women. The embarrassed Ella had quickly stammered out an explanation that she was merely curious about the Dominatrix part of a relationship, commenting that she didn't think it would be that easy. So easy that she even thought she could pull it off with enough research.

Trisha had laughed at that. Being a Dom herself, she knew that her dorky and shy roommate wouldn't have what it took to be one. Yeah, the mousy and short woman was cute, but she was the perfect example of someone who was a submissive in the bedroom.

"Ella, no offense, but you're nowhere near Dominant material." Trisha had said with a laugh. "You couldn't even dominate me in the bedroom!"

"I mean, I have done some research into the subject," Ella said timidly, "but with a little more, I could probably -"

"Ha!" Trisha exclaimed with a laugh. "I'll tell you what. I just got out of my last relationship. I'll give you a week to do your little research, then you can try it out on me. If you back out even once, you have to streak the neighborhood ten times. If you're successful and actuallymake me the submissive one, I'll be your little bitch for... a year. Deal?"

One week later, Trisha returned home from work, still not believing that Ella actually took the bet. The woman closed the door behind her and had to stop herself from laughing at the sight of Ella dressed in a dark purple corset, fishnets, thong, and boots with a riding crop in her hands as Ella gave Trisha a stern look.

"What is this?" Trisha giggled as she looked over Ella, her eyes landing on the concealed A Cups underneath the corset.

"Don't talk back to your Mistress, Pet." Ella said sternly as she walked forward and cupped Trisha's face with her hand.

"Oh, 'Pet', huh? Ha! How cliché can -"

*SLAP!*

Trisha went wide eyed as she felt the stinging in her cheek from where Ella had slapped her, momentarily stunned as she blinked. None of her partners before had ever slapped her, not even the challenging ones. And yet, here was nerdy, mousy little Ella having just slapped her across the face. It was bold. It was insane. It was crazy...

It was fucking hot and sexy!

"I won't tell you again, Pet!" Ella growled in a firm tone. "Know your place and know that you're only to speak when spoken to."

"Screw being her bitch for a year, I wanna be her bitch for life!" Trisha thought to herself, a goofy grin coming to her face as her eyelids fluttered. "I'm in love!"