I couldn't resist her advances. Her touch set me on fire.
The more control she took, the more submissive I became.
Soon she could do anything she wanted and I willingly went along.
And then it was clear, Sandra had become MY dominatrix.
Her presence fulfilled me in a way I've never experienced.
It's what I need now. Obeying her commands. Even being abused by her.
I dream about it day and night.
The truth is I've become her slave.
All I want is to worship her and serve her.