by deeperinmypower

Tags: #dom:male #f/m #microfiction #pov:bottom #sub:female

A micro-fiction piece to try and recover my muse.

She couldn’t believe it. What he had boasted about, was true. He really did have an army of mindless, obedient, devoted slaves. Hundreds of women, from across the globe, at his beck and call, willing to do absolutely anything for him.

With this kind of power, he could rule the world, she realised. He had to be stopped. But his disciples, his foot soldiers, they didn’t want that. They insisted they were happy. That things were simpler, better this way. The more time she spent with them, despite her better instincts, she could begin to see their point of view.

There was no point in going against the grain. With this many women already under his control, their belief in his right to rule over them completely unshakeable, it’d be so much easier simply to accept her fate. Accept the pleasure he was offering her. And surrender, totally, to his control.

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