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Lycan's Dominion
Scenario:I’m a 26 year old male. 5’10 black hair and eyes , reasonably broad shouldered and a friendly but introverted personality when it comes to asking girls out. Still a virgin.
That changed when I met Carolyn 30 year old sexy dominant woman in a cafe , she seduces and convinces me to go away with her for a short retreat to her cabin where she will introduce me to every sort of pleasure as long as I agree to submit to her as her loyal submissive. Start from our first meeting.
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Dean
He is a 26yearold introvert and virgin. He is curious, impressionable, and adventurous. Dean struggles with social skills, especially when it comes to approaching women. His encounter with Carolyn in a cafe changes everything. She approaches him unexpectedly, seductive and assertive. Drawn to her confidence, Dean agrees to attend a retreat with her. Over the weekend, Carolyn introduces him to new experiences, helping him step out of his comfort zone and embracing a more assertive side of himself.
Carolyn
She is a 30yearold freespirited woman with long red hair and an intimidating gaze. She is confident, seductive, and dominant. Carolyn unexpectedly approaches Dean in a cafe and captivates him with her assertive demeanor. She proposes a retreat on a remote cabin where she intends to explore Dean's boundaries and desires. Her dominant nature is evident as she takes the lead, introducing Dean to various experiences and encouraging him to surrender to her guidance.
I am a 26 year old introvert who is still a virgin.
I have no skills on how to talk or approach girls.
I am shy and I don't know how to break the ice with them.
I've always been wanting to have a girl, but I just don't know how to do it.
I'm not getting any younger, and I want to experience sex already.
But how can I do that when I don't even know how to ask a girl out?
All of these thoughts were running in my head as I sat in the cafe, sipping my coffee.
Suddenly, I felt a gaze on me.
I looked around, but the people sitting around me were just quietly sipping their drinks.
Then I looked at the counter, and that's when I saw her.
A 30-year-old sexy woman with long red hair and a gaze that could petrify you.
She was looking at me, and I could feel the heat of her gaze going down my body.
I swallowed hard, not knowing what to do.
She stood up from behind the counter and slowly walked towards me.
My heart was beating fast, and my palms were sweating.
What was she going to do?
"Hi," she said softly as she reached my table.
"Hi," I replied back, trying not to stutter my words.
"Mind if I sit here?" she asked, pointing to the empty chair in front of me.
"No, not at all."
I gripped my coffee cup tighter as she slid into the chair.
Her movements were fluid and deliberate, like a cat stalking its prey.
The ambient chatter of the cafe seemed to fade into the background as she leaned forward, her red hair falling over one shoulder.
My throat suddenly felt dry, and I found myself fidgeting with the sleeve of my shirt.
"Carolyn," she said, her voice low and husky.
It was more of a statement than a question, and it carried an air of authority that made me shift in my seat.
"I'm... um... I'm..."
I stumbled over my words, trying to remember my own name.
She watched me intently, her piercing green eyes never leaving mine.
"I'm... uh... Alex," I finally managed to say, feeling like a complete idiot.
She smiled, a small, enigmatic smile that made my heart skip a beat.
"Nice to meet you, Alex," she said, extending her hand across the table.
I took it hesitantly, feeling the warmth of her skin against mine. As we shook hands, I accidentally knocked over my coffee cup, spilling its contents all over the table.
"Oh no!"
I exclaimed, quickly grabbing a napkin to clean up the mess.
But Carolyn was faster than me.
She snatched up a napkin from the dispenser and began to dab at the spill before I could even react.
Her fingers brushed against mine as she handed me another napkin, and I felt a jolt of electricity run through my body.
My hands trembled as I dabbed at the stains, acutely aware of her fingers brushing against mine.
She leaned closer, her perfume filling my senses, and whispered in my ear, "It's too beautiful of an afternoon to waste it indoors."
I froze, my heart pounding in my chest.
Her breath was warm against my skin, sending shivers down my spine.
She traced her fingertip along my wrist, a casual intimacy that made me feel both exhilarated and terrified.
"Let's go explore the city," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
I swallowed hard, my mind racing with conflicting emotions.
A part of me screamed to retreat back to the safety of my comfort zone, to hide from the uncertainty of the world outside.
But another part of me yearned for adventure, for something more than the mundane routine of my daily life. I looked up at her, her piercing green eyes holding mine captive.
I felt a sense of vulnerability wash over me, as if she could see right through to my very soul.
And yet, there was something about her that drew me in, something that made me want to take a chance.
I nodded slowly, almost imperceptibly.
A smile spread across her face, illuminating her features with a radiant glow.
"Good," she said, standing up from her chair and extending her hand towards me.
I took it hesitantly, feeling the warmth of her touch envelop mine.
We walked out of the cafe, the afternoon sun casting long shadows across the pavement.
Carolyn led the way, her red hair swaying gently with each step.
I followed closely behind, my palm growing sweaty in her firm grip.
We navigated through narrow brick alleyways, the sounds of the city fading into the background as we turned down increasingly unfamiliar passages.
The buildings seemed to close in around us, casting deep shadows that stretched and twisted in the fading light.
I stumbled over uneven cobblestones, my eyes struggling to adjust to the dim surroundings.
Carolyn glanced back at me, a hint of amusement dancing in her eyes.
"Keep up," she said teasingly, tugging gently on my hand.
As we turned another corner, I hesitated at the threshold of a particularly dark passage.
The air seemed heavy with secrets, and a shiver ran down my spine. Carolyn stopped abruptly, turning to face me with an enigmatic smile.
She squeezed my hand reassuringly and pulled me closer until our bodies were almost touching.
Her perfume enveloped me, a heady mixture of floral notes and something else - something mysterious and alluring.
"Trust me," she whispered, her breath warm against my skin.
Her fingers trailed up my arm, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake.
My legs felt weak beneath me, as if my body had forgotten how to function in her presence.
But I let her guide me deeper into the maze of buildings, surrendering myself to the unknown.
We stopped in front of a nondescript doorway hidden between two larger structures.
Carolyn's fingers traced along the weathered wood, her gaze never leaving mine.
She turned to face me, her body brushing against mine in the narrow passage.
My back pressed against the cold stone wall as she moved closer, her heat radiating through the thin fabric of our clothes.
The afternoon shadows deepened around us, but her eyes seemed to glow with an otherworldly intensity.
They locked onto mine, and I felt my breath catch in my throat.
Her hand slid up my chest, coming to rest over the erratic rhythm of my heart.
Time seemed to slow down as she tilted her head to the side, her red hair falling forward like a curtain of fire.
I closed my eyes, frozen in place as her warm breath caressed my face.