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Kat closed her notebook and stood with graceful authority. “Walk with me, Anna,” she said, voice gentle but leaving no room for hesitation.
Anna followed, admittedly curious to see more of Kat’s luxury apartment. As they moved down the hallway, the city skyline flickered through floor-to-ceiling windows. Kat’s tone brightened, playfully nosy but not unkind.
“So, Anna, I hope you don’t mind me asking,” Kat began, glancing over her shoulder with a teasing smile. “How adventurous have you been with your exes prior to meeting Luka? Any handcuffs tucked away in your past? Or were you the princess in the vanilla parade?”

Anna laughed, a bit bashful. “I always thought I was a bit wild, but my definitions have shifted recently. Honestly, I always ended up feeling like I was more passive in my relationships.”
Kat gave a knowing hum, arching a brow. “That’s the problem with most men, they want a woman who pretends to be wild, but only on their terms. You deserve better, Anna. You deserve to be the one holding the keys.”
Anna grinned, emboldened by Kat’s confidence. “And now I assume you’re trying to tell me I’m supposed to be the one doing the leading?” Anna became slightly confused as the two women entered what must have been Kat’s bedroom.
Kat continued leading her client to the double doors in the corner of the room. “Oh, you’re not just supposed to,” Kat replied, pausing at the closet door. “You’re going to enjoy it. Trust me.”
She unlocked the door and led Anna into the meticulously arranged sanctuary. As she reached for the harness, Anna’s eyes widened. As the two women stepped inside, Anna felt as if she’d crossed the threshold into another world. The space was vast and impeccably organized. Along one wall, rows of designer clothes and power suits hung in perfect color order, their fabrics catching the soft, golden light. Opposite, an array of high-end shoes handbags were displayed on glass shelves like art pieces.
But it was the far end that stole Anna’s breath: a section devoted entirely to fetish clothing and accessories, artfully arranged implements, and drawers hinting at hidden secrets. Delicate lingerie, rich leather, and latex garments hung with reverence. This was not just a closet; it was Kat’s personality, equal parts elegance, and dominance.
Kat moved with sure-footed grace to a deep drawer. She slid one open and Anna was unable to fully make out the contents. With a practiced hand, Kat reached in and selected a harness, supple leather, worn smooth by use, the straps heavy and authoritative in her palm. She held it up for Anna to see, the harness dangling like a promise between them, its presence both intimidating and thrilling.
Kat glanced at Anna with a wry, knowing smile as she held up the harness. “I’m going to assume you don’t have one of these at home yet,” she said, her tone half question, half playful challenge. “Don’t worry, every dominant woman’s collection starts somewhere. We need to teach you how it feels to truly take control.”

Anna stared at the harness in Kat’s hands, uncertainty flickering in her eyes. Kat noticed at once, her expression softening just a touch.
She stepped closer, lowering her voice. “I can see you’re a little overwhelmed. That’s natural. Last night, the spanking was about teaching Luka a lesson. Punishment, pure and simple. You corrected him, showed him the consequences of disobedience. It was about discipline.”
Kat stepped forward, “But this…” she said while extended the gift for Anna to grasp. “…serves a hugely different purpose. Pegging isn’t for punishment, Anna. It’s for claiming. For taking. When you put this on, you’re not just correcting him, you’re showing Luka exactly to whom he belongs. You’re giving him a new role, a new way to serve you. You’re tipping the scales of the relationship in your favor.”
She met Anna’s gaze, steady and confident. “This is how you mark him, inside and out. It’s how you teach him that his body is yours to use, to train, and to enjoy. That’s why it matters. The spanking stung, but this will stay with him, reshape him, make him crave your approval in ways he never imagined.”
Anna cocked her head, intrigued. “I’ll reshape him?”

“Exactly.” Kat’s voice was low and measured, almost reverent. “Every time you take Luka with this harness, you are reminding him, on the deepest, most primal level, that his body is yours. It’s not a threat, it’s a promise. Repetition makes it real. A dick in his ‘pussy’ becomes the new normal, cementing his submission and your authority. The more you do it, the more he’ll crave it, because it’s no longer about him getting what he wants, it’s about him giving you what you want.”
Anna turned the harness over in her hands, feeling the weight of possibility. “Doesn’t it get… old? Or awkward?”
Kat laughed, shaking her head. “Darling, it only gets better. The awkwardness fades. He’ll start to anticipate it, even dream about it. You’ll notice he’s softer, more attentive, more eager to please. It’s not about humiliating him, it’s about training his instincts. Reinforcing his new place. And every time you strap this on, you’re reinforcing your place, too.”
Anna’s eyes sparkled with a new understanding. “So, it should become like a ritual? Like a special occasion?”

Kat stepped closer, her tone equal parts mischief and steel. “No, Anna. Make it routine. Just like brushing your teeth. The more ordinary it becomes, the more extraordinary its effects. You’ll see.”
Anna nodded, feeling her nerves replaced by a budding sense of delight. “I think I understand.”
Kat squeezed Anna’s hand. “You’re more than ready. Now let’s figure out what to pair that harness with.”
Kat pulled Anna closer so she could see into the drawer where four dildos laid side by side.
“Pick one,” Kat encouraged Anna.
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