[F4M] Breaking The Domme

The Domme To The Powerful:

He clientele were rather specific, catering to the who's who of the world. A powerful judge, a powerful congressman (the type that can swing votes), a powerful CEO, even a member of the royal family (female). She worked in the shadows, discretion her highest order, her clients seek her out for her power and finesse but also for her discretion. Getting an appointment with her was nothing short of impossible if you weren't someone powerful, her assistant, her sub, handling the background checks and appointments. That was her first point of failure, she had trained her sub well, a sub only to her but a sub none the less. He saw that as a way in, break her sub to get to her. He was highly skilled in his own way, hired to break the unbreakable domme and use her influence. Tracking down the sub took a bit of effort but once her did it didn't take long before her sub was under this man's control, her sub knew it was wrong, knew that she was betraying her domme but he was just far too impressive to say no to. Her sub schedules an appointment between her domme and him, an appointment he intends to use to his advantage. The Domme would take more to break but she will break under him, and with that owning her influence and having her enforce his will.

The Online Domme:

She had a huge following on Onlyfans, Twitter, and she even did cam work. Her subscription were at a very high premium but despite that her followers grew as to how beautiful she is and how good she was at being a domme. She had a string of pay pigs that offer her practically their whole salary just for her to humiliate them and lock them up. Her cam shows were expensive, 2,000 dollars for 20 minutes was her going rate and there was a long wait list. One man decides to offer her 10,000 dollars which was substantial enough for her to push up to the top of the list. He was nothing impressive, the typical big fat loser that was practically a trope in her industry, he wore a mask for their session which she didn't mind as anonymity was always guaranteed by her. The sessions however was different, different in the sense that when it ended she couldn't quite recall what actually happened, a fog, a gap, but she remember each session ending with her feeling great, satisfied in some way. This continued for a few sessions, despite feeling weird about it, it was hard to turn down 10,000 for 20 minutes of work and it was harmless fun at least that is what she thought. One day he stood in front of her apartment door, she was shocked to see him there, angry even that he would violate her privacy. How ever one word and she dropped to her knees without a second thought, another and she was crawling behind him as he entered her apartment. She couldn't believe what was happening, and when she attempted to chastise him, another word made her cum so unbelievably hard that she practically passed out from pleasure.

The Collar:

It was a strange package, no indication as to who sent it, only that it was addressed to her. Opening it up she realized it was a collar, an exquisite collar with impeccable craftsmanship. She assume it was sent by someone as a gift or as a means of product promotion, but the true intention was far more nefarious. She should have resisted the urge, but it drew her in, feeling it against her fingers she was far to curious, wanting to know how it felt around her neck. The moment she slipped it on she realized her mistake, the collar locked permanently, resized to fit tightly around her neck automatically. There was nothing she could do to take it off, she couldn't even slip a ruler between the collar and her neck it was that snug. After an hour of exhaustively trying to remove it she received a text, telling her to open her door to her new master. She knew the person sending her that message was the same one who sent the collar, opening the door thinking she could reason with him. But he wasn't interested in that. With one gesture the collar tightened around her neck and she felt like someone was choking her falling to her knees gasping for air as he walked past her into her apartment. He released her from the choke hold soon after, merely an attempt at showing her who is in charge. As she began to talk he merely snapped his finger and the collar induced an unbelievably powerful orgasm that ripped through her body. This was merely the beginning.

The preference for the collar would be sci fi based but if you have a magical approach I am not completely against it either.

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So that is what I had in mind for today, a dominatrix being broken into submission. However it doesn't stop there, I want there to be a lot more kinky BDSM stuff like cuffs, ball gags, butt plugs, vibes, and more.

I would love to hear what ideas of your own for any of those choices, fill in the blanks, or make new ideas based on that premise. Strictly no father daughter stuff and no pregnancy. No short responses, no one liners, no talking about yourself, be detailed, share your ideas.