I want him to stop and I want him to do it again.No: I want to ask him to stop, and I want him to do it again anyway.He slaps my ass again and again a...d again. Each spank unleashes a fresh wave of the sweetest agony, radiating out from my sore cheeks. Suddenly there's something hard and round and metal between my cheeks."I--" I say, "I've never done anything like this before..." I know. But you want to don't you?" He replies and I can hear the smile in his voice.My answer is a whisper: "So. Female dominance for me has got nothing (or very little) to do with this. Unfortunately it is the image portrayed in the SM scene and a typical male fantasy.Fem dom in my view should not take anything away from a woman’s normal female attitude, appearance and nature. A modern woman well cared for and using her natural female beauty is by far powerful and dominant enough to manipulate and dominate a male. I enjoy being a woman and use all the tricks in the books to make my man’s (and sometimes. I crossed my legs allowing my skirt to ride up a little. She obviously was aware of my gaze and looked up from the phone. I held her eyes letting my fingers slip down from my hair across my cleavage where I fingered the Ethiopian silver cross I always wear around my neck. She became a little flustered and her eyes away shifted from mine but not before she’d taken in my legs and heels. After a minute or so she stood up to leave, but there was a last little look across to me. I smiled at her but. But her mind was not bothered and she relaxed. At some point the mask sent her to bed and when she woke up she found her apartment much more tidy. She smiled and activated the navigation app that took her to work.-----It was easier at work today than in the past. She had installed an app that showed her what to do and she just obeyed. In return she was allowed to watch videos and play some games. After a few hours she received an e-mail from the company. They congratulated her on the new mask.