Chapter 10

Lilith was in her apartment in a bathrobe and red lingerie, drinking coffee. She felt disappointed; months had passed since she posted her dominatrix/mistress/goddess ad, but no couple had accepted, so she checked her profile again.

Name: Lilith

Information:

25 years old

Double D-cup breasts

168cm

Black hair

Brown eyes

Service for couples

Personal service

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"I guess I put too many things I have to show, why doesn't it all just appear?" Lilith thought.

Occupation: Dominatrix/Mistress/Goddess

Fetishes:

Female domination

Cross-dressing

Submissive clients

Chastity

NTR

Exhibitionism

Masochism

Sadism

Bondage

Candle play

Anal toys

Strap-on

Note: Most of these fetishes are what I expect from my clients.

"I guess not everyone can share my tastes or see the world the way I do," Lilith said. She was fed up with the fact that all the men she'd dated weren't real men. She only ever encountered boys, as she saw them: of a certain height, with feminine features, incapable of pleasing a woman, with small penises, and worst of all, they didn't last long in bed. So, if they weren't going to be the ones brave enough to take charge, she'd be the one to put them in their place.

From then on, she became a dominatrix to put men in their place. After all, a man should please a woman, not the other way around.

When Lilith was looking at bondage photos and videos online, she received a notification—a response to her ad.

"Couple wants to hire your services, man 159cm, woman 172cm. We saw your profile and are interested in hiring you." Lilith was pleased to see that this couple, at least she thought, shared the same ideals and thoughts about men. Seeing that the woman was taller, she assumed she was the dominant one in the relationship. Just thinking about what this submissive-dominant couple would do instantly aroused her. She took out one of her dildos, none of which were shorter than 18cm, turned it on, and inserted it while with her other hand she touched her breasts and pinched her nipples, imagining what she would do with the couple. She accepted the message, asking for their address and the day they wanted her. After sending the message, she continued masturbating until she reached orgasm, then a second, then a third, and finally a fifth.

She got up, took a bath, and packed her toys in one of the suitcases where she kept all her gear, from outfits to boots, heels, gags, dildos, etc. She could have her own shop with everything she had in the suitcases, but she knew she could take them all, so she grabbed a small travel suitcase and packed what she thought she would need: gags, ropes, handcuffs, lubricant, her special drink, two pairs of heels, her dominatrix outfit, and an extra one in case she got it dirty in the middle of the action.