Remember the girl at school that everyone wanted?
Well, that was me.
However, I was different. Under No circumstances was I to be thought of as a sexual conquest by the boys with raging teenage hormones. It may have suited my female peers but it was totally unacceptable to me. I was never going to be anyones trophy!
My thinking was that if there was to be a predator it was to be Me!
The thrill of the chase, the courtship, the relationship, had to be on my terms.
I soon learned how the male species ticked. A giggling, silly, shy subservient schoolgirl I could never be. Instead, I preferred to be the hunter, the haughty unattainable bitch that would not play the conventional game.
The term Dominatrix I couldn't possibly be familiar with at such a tender age. But the art of manipulation and control I mastered and used to achieve exactly what I desired.
The more of a bitch I became, the more attention I received. The good looking hunk became putty in my hands but that wasn't enough for me, I wanted everything he had to give and even then I knew that in time he too would be cast aside when I had exhausted him physically and emotionally. This was a game I enjoyed playing and I knew I had to take things to another level.
Another victim, Another game................