A very submissive dom

You couldn't fight the pressure she was giving off. You knew that no matter how dominant you were or sure in your decision, it ultimately didn't matter. You didn't have a choice here. She wouldn't let you. She was too integral to your life now and you were too in deep with her. There was no getting out of this, at least not yet.

"I want... to let you lead me." It was the only time you could think to say. She wasn't just dominating you; she was orchestrating this new life for you.

"Mmm... I like a man who knows who should be in charge. Don't worry. I still want you to be fiery and strong, baby. But you should always do what I say. I know what's best for us. You and I are going to change this town as long as you do as I say." She cupped your cheek in her hand. "We'll need to make some changes, of course."

"What kind of changes?" You were a bit curious. As far as you could tell, the change was you giving yourself over to her. What was she expecting?

"I am going to become your wife. That bitchy blond isn't even fit to kiss your perfect lips, my love. She deserves to be punished for holding you back and keeping you from me. She deserves to be punished for being such a tattle-tale in school. We're going to destroy both of our enemies, but that means she needs to become your enemy, too." Brenna stood up and climbed onto your lap. "I will make sure we get everything we want and deserve."

"There's no fucking way that's gonna happen." Tegan shouted as Brenna walked in with her suitcase. She was going to play the long-game with Tegan and she couldn't wait. She knew you weren't completely on board, but this was her opportunity to win you.

"Tegan," you started. Brenna wanted you to take the lead here. "It's only temporary. We have a guest room and it would make this whole political thing easier for us."

"So, what? I'm just supposed to be okay that she's living with us now?" Tegan's hands rested on her hips.

"You said you'd put aside your problems for this. Brenna's been a big help and she knows what she's doing. I think I can really make a change here in this town. I know it's gonna make us all uncomfortable for a bit, but if we just stick with it—" You were cut off as Tegan held her hand.

"I told you this mayor thing was a bad idea! You're a lawyer! You went to law school! I'm sure this bitch filled your head with promises of being rich and powerful or whatever, but I still think this isn't a good idea! So there's no 'we' here. Either you give up this dumb mayor idea and kick her out, or I'm going to stay at my mom's!"

You hesitated. She was serious about this. You weren't expecting to have to make a choice so quickly. If only— "what the fuck is wrong with you?" Brenna stepped in front of you.

"Excuse me?" Tegan replied.

"Your husband wants to make a change in this town. I want to make a change in this town. Jake's an ass who's going to run this city into the ground. You know John could do something great here! Why can't you support him?" You were impressed by her improv skills. While your entire reason for doing this wasn't entirely predicated on ****, it did seem that Brenna's was.

"What, do you think you know what's best for me and my husband more than I do?" Tegan rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. "How do we know you're not trying to fuck us over? You're awful cozy with us for one of Jake's used tissues!" Brenna crossed the room in a flash and landed a slap on Tegan's cheek. It was like a shockwave that silenced every other sound.

Brenna turned and walked back to you and did something you weren't expecting: she hid behind you. "Seriously? You're going to hide behind my husband? Honey, just—"

"I think you need to leave Tegan. I'm not sure what you're talking about, but it's clear that it was across the line." You narrowed your eyes. You'd never seen Brenna shiver like that.

"Are you fucking serious, John? You know what? Fine. Call me when your head gets out of your ass." Tegan stormed by you and grabbed her keys before leaving the house.

You waited until the door slammed closed before turning to Brenna. "You don't have to tell me about it, but I just want to make sure you're okay."