Short Story: Aggressively dating: Sub or Dom?

I do not want to be the leader

















Angelina waited impatiently for Savanah to show, she felt the chill keenly in her tight dress that Savanah had forced her at scalpel point to get into earlier on.

“Okay, sorry I’m late,” Savy said breathlessly as she linked her arm through Angelina’s.

“It’s fine,” Angie said.

“I know Jamie was supposed to take out to a sensible bar and pick up guys, but she’s sick, and this way you can jump into the deep end.” Savy said.

She kept talking all the way until they stopped in front of a large handsomely built house in Kensington.

Savy knocked on the door, and it opened on its own accord.

“Sub or dom?” Savy said as she shrugged off her coat.

Angelina felt her heartbeat begin to race as she took her jacket off. Savy went to hang them up in a room off to the side as if she’d been here many times.

“Erm…?” Angie began unsure.

“O you’re definitely a sub,” she said with a sweet smile, “two subs please,” Savy said a little loudly.

Angie looked up just in time to see a black door opening, her mouth dropped open when she stepped through.

Savy got to her knees when she stepped through the door, her head bowed low. After a nervous moment Angie mimicked her friend’s actions.

Angie glanced around the darkened room at all the debauchery around her, chains, whips, objects she had never seen before and never wanted to.

Beside her were six other women all on their knees with their head bowed.

A man in a swanky suit came forward and put his hand on a woman with darkly curly hair.

“I have a thing for afro’s” he said softly. “Will you follow my every order?”


“Good, get up and follow me.”

She obeyed him, a small smile on her face.

Angie was shocked and outraged but the girls around her looked envious.

Savy gave her an encouraging smile quickly before looking back down again as a man approached her. He spoke softly and had a light French accent.

“Will you follow my every order?” the Frenchman asked.

“Yes,” Savy purred diminutively.

Time passed as different girls were chosen, Angie began to feel less outraged and more offended, and just when she had convinced herself that no one would pick her a man approached her.

“Beautiful,” he said quietly, “will follow my every order?”

Angie didn’t think she just agreed, and the man helped her to her feet with a firm but gentle hand.


Short Story: The Struggle for Perfection part 2

Olivia got to work on her post-work workout; it wasn’t as full on as her pre-work workout this one was really for toning her body into perfection. Everything had to be perfect. Unlike her morning workout, this session was quiet so she could get away with doing it in her room without her roommates kicking up a fuss.
She had just finished her last stretch when Jamie walked in, at almost six foot Jamie was all long legs and limps, she rarely if ever worked out and was still able to maintain her amazing body due the amount of swimming she did, her diet could be better but then Jamie who had always been slim didn’t care, she had plenty of admires wherever she went and it helped that she had a French accent.
“Hey, my darling all worked out? Drinks down the pub?” She asked, her make-up already done and her coat in her hands.
Olivia shook her head almost immediately.
“Another time,” Jamie said with a casual shrug then closed the door and left.
Olivia kept her position on the floor for a few moments before grabbing her towel; she had just exited the room when she heard.
“She’s tired from work.” Jamie said quietly.
“Sure she is, more like she doesn’t want us to realise that she doesn’t eat anymore.” Nick said.
Olivia held back a gasp; she thought she had been carefully misdirecting her friends whenever the subject of food came out.
“Look she is finally happy, we can’t begrudge her that.” Jamie defended softly.
“She was at her goal a few stones ago; someone needs to talk to her, before things really get out of hand.” Rainer said.
Olivia not wanting to hear anymore crept back to her room, she waited until they left before going for her shower, her mind oddly blank for a few moments before she realised that she needed to get enough sleep for her exercise tomorrow.