Fetish Story: Destiny is my name, and destiny is my thing

Throughout my life I've always been the master of my own surroundings and circumstances; nothing slips through my fingers. Everything must and is the way I want it to be and I won't have it any other way. Everything I do, wear, say, and own is elaborate and planned out to ensure that everything goes the way I need it to. My name is Destiny, and I am in control.

I see people who do not have control of themselves as below me and I am not shy in expressing this to those who deserve it. Human beings are given the gifts of self control and awareness, but I can't help but notice and wonder why so many people choose to not utilize those abilities that only we have. As humans we are able to manipulate and force a variety of situations. We can convince the friend to do something for us even if it is not in their best interest, we can work our way up the corporate ladder by hard work or deception, and we can force the lover to bend to our will through simple sweet words or an iron fist. I prefer to use the iron fist in every situation.

I think of myself as the queen in the bedroom; my partners do as I say and never complain. Although I am very successful in my career, I have even more power in my intimate life than my professional life. I enjoy giving myself more leverage in the work place by sharing my pleasures with a number of my employees and coworkers, and it has worked out well so far.

It's completely unspoken of in the office for their and my own good. I can have them fired or say that they took advantage of me and sue. My little pets are fully aware of how far I am willing to go to quarantine knowledge of how I get my pleasures. If that fear is not enough for them, then the shame and embarrassment I put them through will keep them quiet. No man wants to risk his reputation and ego by admitting that he has been bound and treated like a personal slave.

My favorite activity is to bind their hands behind their backs, blindfold them, and have them beg for what they want. They can beg for forgiveness, a favor, my body, even food. As long as they beg and see me as the giver, the Goddess of all their needs. I love to see them get aroused in that position, vulnerable and beaten. Sometimes I touch them or whisper what I want to do into their ears and they react like a bolt of lightening has hit them. I like it best when they get excited just from knowing that I have the power to give and take all that they want and desire. Their captivity is the main event and what we do afterwards is just a wind down.

I don't want to be with someone, I want to own someone. I want to put a leash around their necks and keep them around for my entertainment. All of the effort I put towards control is for my own entertainment. I know that I am the master of my world and nothing brings me bigger satisfaction than knowing that nobody can take cuckold I have on life away from me.