Chapter 1

Jade was a simple girl. She was 20 years old, a University student that always brought in high marks. Her whole life she had followed the rules. She studied hard, never went to parties, was the valedictorian to her high school’s graduating class, did volunteer work with her spare time, listened to her parents and went to church on Sundays

Her whole life she was known for being a good girl. She never drank or did drugs and was still a virgin. Her one vice was she liked to look at porn. Considering everything else young adults of her age were doing, she felt it wasn’t that bad. Still, she knew it was something she had to be secretive about, not just for her own embarrassment. Her parents were active members of the church and were anti porn activists. If they ever caught her doing this, they would be very upset. But Considering everything else she could be doing, she felt that this little secret wasn’t that bad. Still she struggled, she couldn’t get it out of her mind that porn was degrading to women and she felt guilty about engaging in the act, but she couldn’t help herself.

She scrolled through her mykink account, a social media platform dedicated to posting pictures and gifs about pornography. Her first mistake was posting a picture of herself on her profile.

She was 110 pounds, fit, blonde hair and blue eyes, a C bra and a nice plump behind. In no time her inbox was flooded with dozens of messages from people looking to meet up, asking where she was from, what she liked, and a few dick pics. It was a bit overwhelming, but she was also hooked. Like a drug addict taking that first hit of crack, she couldn’t get enough. She would respond to them all, answering questions and making small talk but she never let it go past that. The one exception was from an account named JonTheDom.

He was different. He engaged her differently then the others. Most were looking for sex or to get pictures out of her, but Jon seemed to be more interested in getting to know her. He asked her about herself, why she was on the platform, and joked with her. Yet, he seemed to be controlling the conversation, dismissing the topics he wasn’t interested in and pushing the subjects he wanted to know about. Jade felt like she was just along for the ride, and she liked it. For once she didn’t feel like she was controlling everything all the time. It was nice to let go.

Over the next few weeks, they spoke everyday. It turned out they were from the same city. They had agreed at some point to meet up to get to know each other. Jade was quite interested in the dominant and submissive relationship. The idea was so foreign to her but she wanted to know more. Jon agreed but said he was leaving town for a few days so it would have to wait. Jade understood, seeing as she was in the middle of prepping for the start of the school year.

A couple weeks went by and there was no contact. Jade thought perhaps he had grown bored with her and moved on. She began her next semester soon after.

Jade walked into her social science classroom. It was a large auditorium with more than a hundred students. As always, she took her place at the front of the class.

The professor entered. He was mid thirties, athletic build with a pronounced jawline covered by a thin beard.

“Good afternoon everyone.” He said. “I am professor Allister and I will be teaching you intro to social sciences.”

The first class was a brief overview of the rest of the semester and what to expect. He went into a brief lecture about family dynamics and the balance of power within relationships. As always, Jade quickly jumps in and adds her own opinion. Professor Allister was on the side that one person needs to be the dominant in the relationship, while Jade believed that there should be a balance of power between the two. They went back and forth for the rest of the day, adding their own points of view and context, disagreeing and debating, until finally the clock struck four, and professor Allister dismissed the class.

“Ms. Dawson, could you stay behind for a moment please.” He said as the rest of the class packed up their laptops and headed for the door.

Jade stopped and stood on the stairs.

“I didn’t do anything wrong.” She thought. “I just voiced my opinion, he can’t be upset with that, can he?”

The class nows died down, leaving Jade alone with her teacher.

“Do you have anywhere you need to be?” He asked. “Any classes you need to get to?”

“No, I’m done for the day.”

“Good,” he replied, grabbing his briefcase. “Come with me.”

She followed him out the door and across the building towards his office. They entered the cozy room and he threw his briefcase on the desk.

“Take a seat.” He said, gesturing to the chair on the other side of the desk. “Would you like some tea or coffee?”

“Coffee would be nice.” She replied as she sat down.

She looked around the office. He lived a pretty spartan lifestyle. He didn’t have any trinkets or pictures. His degrees were up on the walls, and there was a bookcase with various texts concerning social studies.

He poured her some coffee and brought it over. He then took a seat behind his desk.

“I wanted to pick your brain some more about your ideas on power dynamics. You have some strong opinions on them, but I feel as if you are parroting talking points rather than saying what you really believe.”

“Why do you think that?” She asked, slightly offended.

“Because strong personalities attract weaker personalities.” He replied, leaning back in his chair. “I have never seen a relationship where one person doesn’t have at least a small leg up on the other. It is the way of the world. The strong dominate the weak.”

“That doesn’t mean that an egalitarian relationship can’t work.” She protested.

“I forgot my coffee.” He said, pointing towards the cup next to his carafe. “Hand it to me.”

She got up and picked up his cup and passed it to him. He held his hand up, motioning for her to stop. He took a sip.

“Hmm, no sugar.”

Jade grabbed a sugar cube from the dish and dropped it in his drink. He took another sip and nodded his head.

“So,” professor Allister continued. “The problem with an egalitarian relationship is that there are roles in relationships taken on by the dominant and submissive personalities. Housework is usually the submissive personality’s job, working more and paying bills is the dominant person’s job.”

“But those roles can be shared. Both pay the bills and do the housework.” Jade added.

“What about when conflict arises?” He asked. “Such as a problem with the bill at a restaurant or a disagreement with someone out in public? The dominant is the one who handles these situations.”

“Why can’t the person with the problem not handle the situation?” Jane asked, crossing her arms.

“It is a matter of personality. A submissive person doesn’t want to engage with situations like these. They put their head down and try to escape it, whether they are right or they are wrong.”

“Well, they can learn to stand up for themselves.” Jade wasn’t sure where he was going with this. It seemed as if he was trying to change her mind but she didn’t see what his drive to do so was.

“It doesn’t work that way.” Professor Allister continued. “A submissive personality rarely can change in that situation. Besides, dominants and submissives are attracted to each other.”

“They don’t have to be.” She protested.

“Then why do you go out looking for dominant personalities? It’s because you are submissive. “ He said, a look in his eye.

“I’m not! I don’t!” She was getting angry. “Why do you think I do?”

“Enough!” Her professor snapped, cutting her off. “I know you are submissive because since you set foot in my office, I have given you several orders that you have followed without question or reluctance, and because for the last several weeks, you have been messaging me, taking tasks and doing what you have been told.”

Jade was stunned. It took her a few seconds to put two and two together. Finally it hit her.

“Wait, you’re JonTheDom?!”

“Jon Allister.” He said proudly. “Professor of social studies and professional dominant for the last 10 years.”

Jade felt very small at this moment. She slunk down in her chair. He knew a lot about her and how she acted, what she craved. Despite her face red with embarrassment, her thighs were wet.

“How did this happen?” She asked. “How did you know I was in this class?”

“I didn’t.” He replied, coming around to sit on his desk in front of her. “I showed up and saw you sitting in the front row. I recognized you from your photos. You said you wanted to meet, and now we have.”

Jade didn’t know what to say or do, she just played with the cross hanging from her neck.

“You told me you wanted to know what the relationship was like, yet in public you deny the validity of it.” He said, breaking the silence. “You parrot your feminist talking points you have heard your whole life, when you want nothing more then to experience the other side. It takes a lot more than you realize to give yourself to someone, body, mind and soul.”

Jade sat there, her heart racing. She had wanted to meet him, to learn from him, to see what it was like. But now he was her professor. It was wrong wasn’t it? But why did she have this undesirable urge to give in?

“Show me.” She whispered, her chin on her chest.

“Show you?” He repeated.

She looked up and locked eyes with him

“Show me what it is like.”

He stood up and walked around her slowly. She didn’t move her head, but followed him with her eyes. She trembled slightly, anxious of what she had just asked of him.

“Stand.” He ordered. His voice had changed a little, it sounded more authoritative.