The Willing Prey

A silent conversation across a crowded bar. A deliberate taunt that promised more than it revealed. She sat opposite me, her every slow, sensual movement a challenge, a dare to step into her world of dark desire. I watched, mesmerized, as she traced the length of her neck, as her fingers slid across her lips, as she parted her thighs in a dark, silent invitation. There was venom in her smile, a warning of the pain she could inflict, but also a promise of a pleasure so complete, I would beg for it.
It was a promise I desperately wanted her to keep. She walked away, and I followed. A willing dog on a leash, drawn to her like a moth to a flame. In a cold, secluded alley, she made her promise real, her mouth a hungry, brutal force that took everything she wanted. She was the master, and I was the slave. She was the hunter, and I, the willing prey. Now, she is my sanctuary, my home, the owner of my body and my soul.
I am owned, completely and utterly. And I have never felt more free. The Willing Prey is an erotic journey of submission, ownership, and the savage, intoxicating power of a dominant love.