Bdsm: Searching For Domination

Jill stepped into the nightclub ready to relieve the stress she¿d collected after a busy day. A couple of handsome men caught her eye and activated her sexual imagination. It had, after all, been more than a year since she¿d had a relationship with a man. She wondered what some of those good-looking guys could do to her and for a split second her imagination drifted to someplace dangerous.

But in the end those naughty thoughts were interrupted by her friend, Mina, waving her over to a booth in the rear. With her olive-skin and long black hair, she would have been hard to miss.

Jill stepped over and plopped herself into a seat. ¿Glad I finally found you,¿ Jill said. ¿I forgot how crowded this place gets on a Friday night.¿

¿Yeah, this is the night the horny frat boys come out to play. As a matter of fact, I¿ve been hit on three times just in the 10 minutes I¿ve been waiting for you.¿

¿Glad I got here when I did.¿

¿Me too,¿ Mina said. ¿Oh, I¿ve taken the liberty of ordering for you. I know rum and coke is what settles you down after a stressful day.¿

¿Yeah, and I could definitely use some settling down today.¿

¿Rough day at the paper?¿

¿It was insane. Remember that story I¿ve been working on about the strike at the auto plant? I had to deal with people evading my questions all day long. It¿s enough to make want to put my fist through somebody¿s ¿¿

¿Excuse me, ma¿am,¿ a man interrupted, stepping up to Jill. His boyish face seemed stretched with worry.

¿Yes? Can I help you?¿ Jill asked.

The man said, ¿I seemed to have misplaced something around here. I¿m wondering if you can help me find it?¿