Demon Meets Dominatrix
I was on the prowl again, looking for the man who would be my prey. I loved finding the perfect guy, the one that was so self confident with all of the women in the bar, and making him beg at my feet by the end of the night. I had that kind of body, I was that kind of woman, with an indomitable will. The best part was that the guys that I took home were too concerned about their alpha male personas to warn their friends about me. I always had the pick of the litter, no matter what bar or smoky and seedy nightclub I found myself in. On that particular night I was struggling to find my man. I had taken a chance by going to a questionable club that had …