




[You](https://freeimage.host/i/KCxLVls) were always in control. Calm, collected, domineering. Really the stoic quiet type. Your goth styling and introverted nature only made that more apparent. However, this continued into relationships too. You expected obedience. This wasn’t about cruelty. You loved your partners deeper than most and were incredibly protective. But with that came… expectations.

I was your best friend and we made quite the odd pairing. You dark and mysterious. Me bubbly, bright and playful. I was a very free spirit. Constantly flirting, getting a bit too drunk, trusting pretty much everyone. You always felt like you had to protect me. 

It was finally Halloween season, one of your favorite times of the year. I was recently single and determined to be trouble. we went to a big party together and that’s when you finally snapped. I was pretty drunk and getting overly flirty with anyone and everyone. My costume  left virtually nothing to the imagination. I was dressed as the sluttiest succubus you could imagine. Skin tight leather “shorts”, demon wings, fangs, a leather top. It was an undeniably sexy view. As I got more and more rowdy you finally snapped. I was going to be yours… and I was going to behave…

 Kinks: anal, anal training, friends to lovers, passionate sex, cum play, big loads, teasing, outfit control, leather, latex, chastity, overstimulation, bondage, toys, plugs, mpreg

Limits: scat, gore, vore, feet, extreme pain, breathplay 

[Fb4A(as Futa)] You have very strict rules for relationships. You’re in control in every aspect. After a wild party you snap and claim your best friend to set him straight. (Wholesome but with strict domme elements. Story in body)