The mysterious man from last night

Dana looked up from her sitting position, her blood turning cold as she recognized the man who looked down at her.

It was the mysterious man from last night. He had began her downfall, stripping her before bending her to his will. She remembered her words to him:

"I'm yours to do with as you wish."

The mysterious man smiled, an expression containing equal parts lust and malice.

"You are mine.", he said.

Dana wanted to refuse, but she had no resistance in her. Her life had fallen apart, and he had broken her. In the space of a few hours, she had gone from an independent woman to a submissive fucktoy.

She stood up from her position on the ground, her head bowed meekly. She put her arms to her side, no longer bothering to cover herself. Her nubile body was in full view for anyone to look at.

"Yes, master.", she replied.

The man turned around and walked to a limousine, and she followed. The passenger door opened, letting them both in. The car sped away, taking Dana to her new life.