The Domination Game

Chapter 1

Thirty years later, Chicago, Illinois

Tyler Knight was a very sweet man, and I've got to say he was also very fun to play with. But since my time in Chicago was just about over, and I was heading back to Boston...our playtime had now come to an end. My stay in Chicago had been prolonged only because I was asked for by name to help a former client.

Our seven-month arrangement had run its course; my extension in Chicago resulted in it going over by three months. That is something I normally wouldn't have allowed. But this particular man loved very much to be my submissive little pet. And, as much fun as it was during our "sessions," I was at a point in my life where it was actually becoming very blasé to me.

Tyler had invited me out to dinner with him this evening, and I'd said yes to the date. Normally this would never happen. I don't go out on dates with the men I dominate. I don't go on dates at all, for that matter. But in saying that, it seemed like I needed to let him down easy. So, I made polite conversation with him as we ate dinner together.

When our meal was just about finished, I asked for the bill. I looked up, and I could see by the gleam in his eyes that he thought we were going back to his place for some after-dinner delights. The waitress came over with the bill, and I slipped her my card.

"Adire, it was my treat tonight," Tyler answered as he took my hand.

"Tyler, I'm going to be leaving right after dinner. I came out with you tonight because I just wanted to tell you in person." I explained needing to stop him right there.

"You're leaving? I thought you decided to stay because of me, because of us?" He said in shock, but then quickly pulled himself back together. "When are you coming back to Chicago?" he asked, putting down his utensils.

"Tyler, I'm not coming back to Chicago, darling, I'm leaving. I finished the job that they asked me to complete, and now they're sending me on a whole new assignment. I just wanted to let you know I had a lot of fun with you, and I hope you did as well." I smiled taking the napkin from my lap and placing it on the table.

His dark brown hair fell forward while he pouted. Tyler was one of the youngest lovers I'd taken in a long time. I mean, twenty-six isn't all that young, but I thought we'd have some fun together and there wouldn't be any problems. But that just didn't seem to be the case now. "No, I... I wanted to ask you something!" he exclaimed, going for his pocket and I mentally groaned. I always tell my men up-front what the rules are. Then, if they're not interested, they don't have to play. Some are fine, just fine with the limits I set in place, while others...

A black velvet box was in his hand, onlookers watching all around us. I didn't want to embarrass him, so I just took a deep breath and smiled.

"Adire Black, I love you. Will you marry me?" poor Tyler asked.

At that moment, I really just wanted to rub my face with frustration. One of my rules with my subs is: nothing personal. I don't want to hear about your day, I don't want to tell you about mine. There's a reason why I have these men with me, and it isn't for polite conversation.

Another rule I inform them of: don't get overly attached. I'm not here to stay. I'm here to be your mistress, not your girlfriend. This is just a good time between two consenting adults, that's all. It's not meant to lead to the altar.

Now, I know what you're thinking. Men would love this, right? They would jump at this opportunity, and yes, most do. But the problem is, believe it or not, once you tell a man you're not looking for a relationship, and that you just want a little fun... you can't get rid of them! Don't hate me; I'm just stating a fact. But, if you tell a man, "I just want a quick fuck," and when you're done, roll out of bed leaving him a twenty on the nightstand, saying, "Thanks for the screw..." I swear, ladies, those men would be falling down on their knees, begging you to stay.