[M4F] 34 Ruin my Life, get me Addicted to You, Fi-Domme, Gas-Lighting, Manipulation

You know those femme fatales from old Noir detective movies? Well I unfortunately met one in real life, here is a brief description, I would love you to take this into your own hands and mould it however you please, dominate me tease me control me. Specifically take full control as a manipulative slut! I want your hands all over that thing in my pants, my wallet, and have me thank you and trust you completely. I was excited because before I ever received a message back from any of the matches I was searching into, she sent me a message. Her first message complained of all the fake people in the world. She wrote about how no one is honest and she was just looking to vibe with someone. I therefore thought she was tired of jocks with their cocks and searching for an actual relationship. I thought that she like myself was searching for a partner who could eventually become a spouse. I almost believed myself to be a knight in shining armor. So the first date practically the next day she took me to her favourite restaurant. She playfully suggested ordering shots, I was the innocent type of man who never did that before, just "drinks with friends" She Laughed at my jokes, and encouraged me to open up with her, to tell her everything about my sorry excuse for a life. I told her about my feelings of being a little trapped living with my parents, about how I hated my job. I even even surprised myself by saying what she really wanted to know that I was a virgin who got bullied frequently. I further explained that I self identify as a geek. Meanwhile I found out later she lied about everything. She talked about tragically losing her parents, losing family to drowning, growing up in foster system. She felt unstable, maybe a little vulnerable, broken. I felt that I could be a good influence on her. I naturally paid for the expensive meal with appetizers, main, dessert, and shots, being the "gentleman".

On our second date I felt so lucky. She took me to her place. I had been over to friends' houses before of course, but never in this context. She ordered in comfort food. We watched sitcoms for a while and just made me feel comfortable the "I could get used to this" style of feeling.

She turned up the heat! She danced with me. She picked music that was nostalgic for both of us, 90s dance mixes. She grinded up against me, something I had never experienced prior! She guided my hands over her curves. I realize now she was over acting like she was accepting an academy award for best faked orgasm.

Next, we sat on her couch. "oops, too small, guess I'll have to sit on your lap" She joked. She explained something about a torture of a past abusive relationship, then out of nowhere she suggested that she could use a weekend away at a hotel. I don't remember what I said probably something really intelligent like "hotels are nice" because the right thinking mind being temporarily turned off. and then she continued by suggesting I pay for everything.

She had me fooled, right from the start. She always brought up that "men do things for the women they love, boyfriends give gifts to their girlfriends" She did not say in that statement anything about loving me or even thinking of me as a boyfriend but I naturally thought she did.

Well that's just the beginning of my story. She used her sensuality, her sexuality, and played on my heart strings and psychology. In our version you could also play with having some sexy friends who also need "little favours" that they don't intend to pay back to assist as well.