🥀Secret Desires🥀

Submission

A week later, Joshua found himself back at Dior's brownstone. This time, he wasn't just nervous—he was ready. He had spent hours going over the contract she had sent him. It outlined everything in detail: the expectations, his responsibilities, and hers. There was a strange comfort in the rules, a sense of order that he hadn't realized he craved so much.

He had signed it without hesitation.

Now, as he stood in her living room, waiting for her instructions, he could feel the weight of the decision he had made pressing down on him. Dior was different tonight. There was an edge to her, a commanding presence that made Joshua's pulse quicken.

"Strip," she said, her voice calm, but firm.

Joshua hesitated for only a second before obeying, his fingers fumbling slightly as he pulled off his shirt and jeans. He stood there, vulnerable, exposed in a way he had never been before. His heart pounded in his chest, but he didn't feel fear. He felt something else—trust.

Dior circled him slowly, her eyes never leaving his body. She took her time, her gaze assessing, making him feel like she was studying every inch of him, every flaw, every vulnerability.

"On your knees," she commanded.

Joshua dropped instantly, the floor cold against his skin. He looked up at her, his breath shallow, waiting for what came next.

Dior's hand cupped his chin, tilting his face up so their eyes met. There was no softness in her expression, no hesitation. She was in complete control, and Joshua had never felt more alive.

"From this moment on," Dior said, her voice low and commanding, "you are mine. You will do as I say, without question. In return, I will take care of you. I will guide you. I will give you exactly what you need."

Joshua's heart raced as her words washed over him. He could feel the power dynamic shifting, the control slipping away from him entirely—and he welcomed it.

"Yes, ma'am," he whispered, his voice shaky but filled with resolve.

Dior smiled, a slow, deliberate smile that sent a shiver down his spine. She leaned down, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispered, "Good boy."

And in that moment, Joshua knew he had found exactly what he had been searching for.