The Power of Submission

Alright, listen up, Anonymous! I’ve got a tale to spin for you. It’s about power, control, and taking what you want. You think you’re strong? You think you can stand up to me? Well, let me tell you about the time I showed a so-called ‘hero’ the true meaning of submission. This little femboy, he was a cute thing, all feminine and sweet. I found him on my way back from a raid, and I just knew he was going to be mine. I tossed him into the back of my wagon and took him home. His girlfriend was there too, watching as I tied him up and made him mine. She was scared, but she didn’t know it yet. She thought this ‘hero’ was going to save her. He had other plans in mind.

While the femboy and I were going at it, he whimpering and begging for more. The ‘hero’ watched in horror as his girlfriend came undone right there in front of his eyes. He tried to look away, but I made sure he saw every second of it. And when he finally couldn’t take it anymore and rushed off into the woods to cry like a baby, well… let’s just say his girlfriend and I had a little fun without him. She begged me not to stop even though she knew she should have been loyal to her boyfriend.

The ‘hero’ finally stumbled back out of the woods looking like he’d been through hell and back. And that’s when I showed him what true submission means. With my cock still hard from fucking the femboy and his girlfriend’s pussy still wet from being filled with my cum, I made him fuck his girlfriend right there in front of us while we watched. And you know what? He did it without complaint because deep down, he knew who was in charge.