checking his male privilege PART 1

Jessica towered over her submissive boyfriend, Tom, as she sauntered into the living room in her 6-inch stilettos. The spiked heels clicked against the hardwood floor, echoing through the room and demanding his attention. Tom’s eyes followed her movements as she made her way towards him, her yoga-clad curves straining against the form-fitting material.

“Well, well, well,” Jessica purred, running a manicured finger along Tom’s jawline. “Checking out your male privilege, are we?” She laughed throatily, enjoying the way his body trembled beneath her touch. “I hope you’re prepared for the consequences, little boy.”

Tom gulped nervously, his face flushing red. He knew all too well what awaited him whenever he dared to defy Jessica’s demands. And today, he had crossed a line he knew he would regret.

“I-I’m sorry, Mistress,” Tom stammered, his eyes cast downwards in submission. “I didn’t mean any disrespect.”

Jessica’s hand moved to his hair, gripping it tightly as she yanked his head back. Her piercing gaze bore into his, daring him to meet her eyes. “Oh, so you’re sorry now, are you?” she hissed, her hot breath washing over his face. “But you weren’t sorry when you were snooping around on your phone, were you?”

Tom whimpered, his eyes welling up with tears as he felt the aching pressure of Jessica’s stranglehold on his scalp. “No, Mistress,” he whispered, his voice barely audible.

“Get on your knees,” Jessica demanded, releasing her grip on his hair. “Now!”

Quickly, Tom complied, sinking to the floor and kneeling before her. Jessica stepped forward, her spiked heels mere inches from his face. She raised one booted foot, running her toes along his jawline as she smirked down at him.

“You know, most men would be lucky to be in your position,” she mused, tracing the edge of her boot along his cheek. “On their knees before a real woman, desperate to please her.”

Tom felt the hot blush of shame wash over his face as he realized the truth in her words. He had always prided himself on being a “modern man,” someone who believed in equality between the sexes. But now, faced with Jessica’s dominance, he knew just how deeply his male privilege had run. How many times had he taken advantage of his position as a man, assuming power and authority simply because of his gender?

“Well, I hope you’ve learned your lesson,” Jessica said, her tone sharpening. “Because if you ever pull a stunt like that again, there will be consequences.”

With that, she brought her boot down hard on Tom’s shoulder, pinning him to the ground. He yelped in pain, his eyes watering as he gazed up at her. Jessica SMirked, enjoying the power she held over him. She could feel the heat of his skin through the thin fabric of her yoga pants, and the thought of him groveling beneath her sent a thrill through her body.

She pressed down harder, grinding the heel of her boot into his shoulder as she watched him squirm. “I think it’s time for your punishment, little boy,” she purred, licking her lips. “And I hope you’re ready for it.”

Tom whimpered, his eyes wide with fear. He knew all too well what Jessica’s punishments entailed, and he knew he was in for a rough night. But as he gazed up at her towering figure, he couldn’t help but feel a strange sense of excitement. Perhaps this was exactly what he deserved, he thought. Perhaps this was his chance to atone for all the times he had taken advantage of his male privilege.

Jessica grinned, enjoying the sight of his submissive gaze. She could see the war raging within him, the desire to submit mingling with the fear of what was to come. She pressed her boot harder into his shoulder, savoring the way he gasped in pain.

“Let’s see how long your little fantasy lasts,” she said, her voice dripping with cruel amusement. “Because by the time I’m done with you, you’ll be begging for mercy.”

With that, she stepped back, relieving the pressure on his shoulder. Tom groaned in relief, his body relaxing for a moment. But then Jessica reached down, grabbing a fistful of his hair and yanking him up to his feet.

“On the bed,” she commanded, pushing him towards the bedroom. “Now!”

Tom stumbled forward, his legs shaking as he followed her orders. He knew he was in for a long night, but he couldn’t help but feel a thrill of excitement. Perhaps this was exactly what he needed, he thought, to wake him up from his male privilege slumber.

Jessica followed close behind him, her spiked heels clicking menacingly against the floor. She could already feel the heat building between her legs, the power of her dominance fueling her arousal. She knew she would enjoy watching Tom squirm beneath her, knew she would savor every moment of his submission.

As they entered the bedroom, Jessica grinned savagely, her eyes gleaming with anticipation. She knew just how to break Tom’s little fantasy, how to show him exactly what real power looked like. And as she turned to face him, her hand gripping the waistband of her yoga pants, she couldn’t wait to get started.