The most realistic female domination love story ever written, told from the woman's perspective!Sharon and Mark's marriage was sexless, until Mark had the courage to tell Sharon the he wanted to give her unlimited, unconditional use of his body for her pleasure. Free use. She could use him whenever, wherever, and however she wanted, and he couldn't say no.Sharon couldn't believe it. Her handsome, muscle-bound husband her sex slave? She wasn't even sure she wanted that. It sounded like something out of a porn movie. But she could see how serious he was, she loved him, and she definitely missed having sex with him—so she decided to test him!To Sharon's amazement, the more she demanded of her husband, both in and out of the bedroom, the more he became like a new man—happy, full of passion, and completely devoted to her pleasure.Surprisingly, using her husband like the living, breathing sex toy he wanted to be treated as actually made him sexier to her—he was still her strong, masculine husband, but the sex was a thousand times hotter—all she had to do was tell him exactly what she wanted. She loved it! Now, the only question how far could she push it?This is an unbelievably hot, powerful, and uncommonly moving kinky love story you will never forget. It's sure to keep your pulse pounding and your mind racing. Just be while they remain committed and loving to each other, this couple definitely takes things to the extreme!If you're looking for a realistic but extremely intense story about one couple's incredible transformation from sexless marriage to female dominated relationship, told from the woman's perspective, look no further. This is the one!From Chapter 2:“Oh really,” I said, toying with him. “So, you’ll do anything for me?” “Yes Mistress,” he responded. I still wasn’t sure I liked him calling me Mistress, but I ignored it. “Then stop!” I snapped. “I want you to tell me some of the things I can make you do,” I said. I could tell this was both agonizing and a dream come true for him. “Anything you want. You own me. I’ll do anything for you,” he said, almost delirious. “Ok, then,” I said, removing my feet from his balls. “Get dressed and make me breakfast!”He slowly put his boxers back on, grabbed a t-shirt, and went to make breakfast. “Oh,” I called out, dead serious, “and if you touch that thing without permission, you can forget about all of this forever. Got it?” I could tell how frustrated he was, and I thought it was hilarious.