hollywantsmore: naughtyjulia3: The new assistant principal had already humiliated me in front of my

hollywantsmore:

naughtyjulia3:

The new assistant principal had already humiliated me in front of my students. In front of my co-teachers. My friends. Mocking my hair style as being childish. My clothing as being less than professional. Even my choice of perfume as being cheap. If her goal was to belittle and to intimidate, she was succeeding. So yeah, I was extra nervous when I heard my name over the school intercom to come to her office. But now, as I walked through the door, I immediately had trouble keeping my eyes off her chest. I could feel her triumphant grin as I was frozen in place for a moment, before slowly turning toward the door needing to get away.

“That’s a pity you feel the need to leave, Julia, because I was going to suggest a compromise. A way for you to get on my good side. You see, I’ve had conversations with others about you. I think I know what you need.”

My stomach was instantly ready to revolt on me, and my worst thoughts were now more than realized, as she slowly wheeled her chair back around from her desk. She was completely naked from the waist down. The smile of hers never changing as I suddenly couldn’t move. “Mmhmmm, just as I thought.” And with that she slowly opened her legs.

I don’t remember crossing the room. At one moment I was standing, frozen in indecision with my hand on the doorknob. The next, I was on my knees between her legs. Nothing else mattered any longer, as I was engulfed in my role, hemmed in by her thighs, and centered only on her sex. 

“Oh that’s it, you delicious little slut. Mmmm yes. You just might be on my good side now.”

It’s where women like you and l belong.

Pleasuring others.

It’s what we do.

It’s why we exist.

Why else makes us whole?

She spotted it right away.

Dominant women seem to feel our vibe. They hunt for us. They don’t need guns. They use their iron will to break us the way we need to be broken.

A broken heart and a contrite spirit. They feel it and beckon us to their layer…. a we always do.

Holly strikes a nerve here doesn’t she? A little submissive nerve. You might not even consider yourself a lesbian yet. But you can’t help escape this need to give in, give in to the the stronger Woman. Give in to your desires you fight so hard against. At least Holly knows her place. Give in to your rival at work, let Her dominate you, let Her take the accolades you should be getting. Give in to your husband’s lover. She’s better than you too isn’t she? Do anything you can to help encourage Her to do the things that your not as good at. Leave them alone to fuck in your bed and encourage the better Woman. Give in to your schoolgirl bully. Give in to any bully. They’re stronger than you, they’ll just take what they want anyway. That’s a girl, edge to all the better Women in your life until you know the easiest thing is to just give in to them. Pay a prostitute to lick Her Feet but show Her the proper respect, She is better than you too … If She wants you to pay for extra services like, you know, licking Her, then give in to that too. There’s a good girl.