[color=#9D0A0A]I was in a library all alone reading a romance manga. After a while a pretty blonde goth girl came and took a seat next to me. She didn't say anything. I didn't mind at first but noticed that she was watching me read the whole time. I then looked back at her and asked if she needed something. We both stared deeply in each others eyes without saying a word. Moments later I started feel nervous inside and decided that I should go, but couldn't. My eyes were locked into hers, as if she casted a spell on me. It's like my physical body wanted to leave, but my soul was chained down by her eyes. She then got up from the chair while still looking at me and finally spoke. "Who do you belong to?" She said. "I belong to you, Mistress..." I magicaly said without hesitation.
She then told me to follow her. Now to be honest, I could have just told her no and walked off, but for some reason my soul wanted me to follow her orders. It was like part of me actually felt the need to be controlled. She then lead me to a dark room filled with black roses and gothic art. There was a bed that I was then told to lay down on. I didn't know what plans she had in store for me but felt positive that she wouldn't do anything...bad. She then got on top of me and attached a leash around my neck. As she was tightning it up I started to feel aroused. "I've been watching you for some time now, my pet. I knew you had this submissive aura around you. We both knew that you could have walked away and ignore the orders I gave you, but you didn't. Deep down inside you knew that you wanted this. That you needed it..." She said while once again staring deeply in my eyes. I wanted to respond back but was instantly countered by an unexpected deep kiss from her. My body didn't resist her at all, giving her the sign that she's completley taken me over. She then started to dry hump me while whisphering questions in my ear.
"Who do you serve?"
"I serve you, Mistress."
She humps harder.
"Who owns you?"
"You own me, Mistress."
She humps harder.
"Do you love me owning you?"
"Yes, Mistress..."
She humps harder.
I started to feel wet and felt the need to cum. Just when I was about to let it out she instantly stopped, dropping the momemtum. "Good boy..." was the last thing I heard before I finally woke up with a huge spot in my pants. What made this dream funny was that my little brother told me that he came in my room while I was sleeping and heard me whispher out "Mistress" about 3- 4 times. I'm glad he doesn't know what that means since he's still young.