Chapter 3

Giving in to her orgasm while something else was filling her ass had broken the dam, and Rebecca remembered feeling like she was dying. The anal plug became a climax amplifier, somehow hyperbolizing the pleasure till it converted to a wondrous torment.

That weekend with Alec and Tristan had helped Rebecca figure out that in the right hands, a submissive could truly silence her mind; let go of the world and just dwell in her surrender. Simply exist to be touched, to be taken – to be owned.

Her two dominant lovers gave her that. Many, many times by the time the weekend was over. The intimacy of the power exchange; the mindfuckery 101 of the collar and lead chain which she was made to wear for some hours each day – turned out just as penetrative as the mind-blowing sex.

But it wasn’t just about that. It was about the way they treated her afterwards; the after care for one. And then the way they related to her as a person; getting to talk and chill, whether whil