The Dominatrix's Tamed Husband: Erotic Femdom Strap-On Domination Romance

Hector still thinks he can hold the line between us, even with the inheritance and this loft hanging by the same thread that binds our marriage. His shame runs deep, but so does my need to break through it with the command he both dreads and craves. I have spent years alone because surrender always meant loss, yet here he stands, waiting for the moment I decide he is mine to take.

My hand finds his belt in the alcove where the deeds lie scattered. The harness is buckled, the tip already pressing as his injured leg brushes mine. He does not move away, and neither do I, though the fear of what comes after this claim could ruin us both.