He Calls Me Mistress (Currently being edited)
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  • Reads 64,740
  • Votes 1,111
  • Parts 15
  • Time 1h 41m
Ongoing, First published Jul 17, 2014
Mature
I never thought my life would turn out this way, that, at the age of 22, I would ever do anything like this. I've always been what some people would call "Submissive" when it comes to sex. I've never liked being in control. Control means making all the decisions. Control means I am the boss. Control means... well control. I want to say that I am still like this, that occasionally I will go to "The Club" and provide a man with entertainment, submit myself to him for as long as he pleases. I wish I could say that my best friend didn't change my whole perspective on life and give me the one thing I needed. 
My name is Vixen Grey. But he calls me Mistress
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