I was fucking Maven Zengo. And I was fucking her good. She was the object of my desire and I was the object of hers. It was time to seal the deal. We were still fucking, and she had had at least a dozen orgasms at this point.
This was the perfect time to spring this on her. It might be unethical, but sex was all about power plays. Submissives loved it when they were used on them, and dommes like myself, loved to use them on their submissives. And that's what I aimed to do. Make her my submissive.
If I did it right, she would love it, and I always aim to do things the right way.
"Hey!" I said, as I continued to fuck her. I had slowed down so she could get her wits back somewhat, but I was still ramming it into her.
"Y-yes?" She said, surprised. She looked at me with a mixture of surprise and confusion.
"Do you want me?" I said.
"Yes, of course! We wouldn't be… f-fucking if I didn't," she said, unsure where this was going.
