This time, the drive home was slow and purposed. He didn’t want to go home. What was he thinking? What did Bryan mean, we? What would it be like...to be dominated by a Black woman? Could he go through with it? Could she even do it? He wasn’t a pushover. His mind had more questions than he could answer and he knew he had fucked up. In that moment, he wanted to be dominated by a Black woman and he wanted it bad. The next morning he got a private message on the website from Mistress Desire. As if I hadn't spent my single days hunting a relationship. I guess I'm never satisfied.Then one afternoon I rolled up to her place and found she wasn't there. Off with friends, not back until later; She'd told me the day before, only I'd been so distracted by the rut in our relationship that I'd plain forgotten about it. But her sister let me in."Heya." Teana said with a pearly white smile, fluttering her long eyelashes and tossing back her short brown hair.She had a tank top on, and the blue. To my surprise this pencil pusher was kinda funny and if you can make me laugh well you certainly got me sopping up my panties. I finished off my 3rd glass of pink zin and he finished his drink I bought for him. I was nicely buzzed, the kind of buzz where I would be a good lay since I would be up for anything. He said he wanted to walk me home since it was getting late. I awkwardly mumbled something about pink zin being my favorite beverage after a long day, he responded by saying “a mouth full. "Calm down. I don't know what happened. She just said she got into a fight with her boyfriend and some friends. I don't know anymore and you know that. All I want to do is help. I'll see you later," I hear a frustrated sigh come from Ben before he slams the phone down in the cup holder next to his seat. I curl my toes and I pull myself into a tighter ball as my heart rate begins to beat out of control. I close my eyes once again only to be shaken awake moments later. "Hey sleepy head, we're.