Wearing My Power Out Loud...

I went to this really hip club last night where everyone was into roleplay. I dressed up like a dominatrix... full leather outfit, whip in hand, everything. The moment I walked in, all eyes were on me. A few guys tried to make small talk but didn't get too close, probably sensing my confidence and not wanting to overstep. Then there was this one guy who seemed just as daring. He asked if he could join me for a drink... then for a smoke outside. I laughed and said why not? He told me about his fantasy of being dominated, but in a very consensual way. Of course... We headed to the alley behind the club and before we knew it, he was on his knees, looking up at me with those eyes. I took control... pushed him against the wall, used my whip to show who's boss, then slowly undid his belt... pulled down his pants... made him beg for what he wanted... It felt so liberating, knowing I had all this power over someone else. He was a willing participant though, never hesitant. After a bit of foreplay, we ended up having the wildest sex ever against that wall... my hand on the back of his neck guiding him... our bodies grinding together rough and raw... When it was finally over, I left without another word... but I could feel his eyes following me as I walked away. It was intoxicating knowing just how much power you have over someone when everything is consensual between adults like us... and that's the kind of thing I'll always be down for again.