BDSM Scene: Shanghai Nordic Expat’s Naked Bargain
I am Pro Dominatrix Alessandra in Shanghai. I structured this groping scenario for a well-toned Nordic expat in Shanghai, blending the rawness of power dynamics with an evocative backdrop. I played the role of a female driver heading to Lhasa — tough, independent, and well aware of my leverage in this desolate journey. He, on the other hand, was a broke backpacker, desperate for a ride, his options limited, his body weary from the road.
When he approached my vehicle, asking for a free lift, I studied him — his broad shoulders, his defined arms, the subtle hesitation in his voice as he made the request. I leaned back, pretending to consider, before smirking. “A free ride? Nothing is ever truly free.” My eyes trailed over his frame, making my intentions clear.
His pulse quickened as I spelled out my terms: I would take him all the way to Lhasa, but he had to pay with his naked body. No money, no problem — he could offer me something far more interesting.
Reluctantly, he agreed, stripping inside the vehicle as I drove through the vast, empty stretches of road. The tension was palpable — exposure, vulnerability, submission, all setting in as he sat beside me, utterly bare. My hands wandered, exploring his firm chest, his trembling thighs. I groped him casually, possessively, as if he were merely an object for my amusement, feeling his skin react under my touch.
The silence of the long drive made it all the more intense. The only sounds were the hum of the engine, the wind against the windows, and the occasional hitch in his breath whenever my fingers roamed somewhere unexpected. He had no choice but to accept my touch, to endure whatever I desired.
With every mile we traveled, I made sure he understood — this journey belonged to me, and so did he.
