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Story: Break Me

If I listened to anything that Jackson said to me, I did.

Well, not just Jackson. Michael too, and Bryson, and Liam.

All four of my ex- fiancés had said something along the same lines. I was a handful. Wanted too much. Bossy.

Once again, without knowing it, my finger pressed on the mouse until it double-clicked on the link.

When the ad opens up I just can't believe what I'm reading.

Need a Life Makeover? CallHim– The Self-Proclaimed Dom

Brought to you by the ex who narrowly escaped with her sanity (and a safe word I never wanted).

Looking to trade your independence for a leash you never asked for? Want to be “trained” by a man who learned everything he knows from bad erotica and zero communication? You’re in luck.

His “Unmatched” Services Include:

Instant Obedience Training: He says "kneel," and you're expected to thank him for the privilege.

No Limits, No Problem: Safe words are for amateurs. He prefers “total surrender”... especially when it benefits him.

Control Disguised as Care: He’ll pick your clothes, meals, friends—because “he knows what’s best.”

Punishment First, Communication Never: Why talk it out when he can spank the attitude out of you?

Consent, But Make It Optional: Youagreedto submit once, which apparently means forever.

Bonus Package Includes:

Daily reminders that “real submissives don’t question their Dominant”

Emotional dependency disguised as devotion

A curated reading list of BDSM blogs he skimmed once and now quotes religiously

Don’t wait, ladies. He’s currently accepting applications for his next “sub.” No experience necessary! Just low self-esteem and a willingness to confuse control with love. If you ask him, he's the man who can teach you how to be a real woman. Come check this no good possessive asshole out for yourself! Link below!

The more I read the rather shocking ad the harder I laugh. Who in their right mind would think something like this would actually work? I'm not sure if it's from this so called dominant or from someone playing a bad trick on him but it does give me just a little moment of relief. Just one second where I'm not thinking about how shitty my life truly is right now. But slowly my laugh turns hollow. This so called training could be exactly what I need.

Did the creator of the ad somehow know that? Did they know there would be a woman in the world, a woman like me, with no other options.

At that moment, it feels like I have something of a eureka moment. I'll never blame myself for all of the problems in my previous relationships but if I'm honest with myself it's not too hard to believe that just maybe I'm part of the problem.

I mean, it's obvious.

If four people are telling me the same thing, there has to be some truth to what they are saying.

They all said I was too much, too hard to control, bossy, needy...so how do I fix that?

It's my personality. It's who I am.

Am I really damned to be unlovable or can I be taught?

My eyes scan the ad for the hundreth time. It's says right there that this so called dominant can teach me how to be a real woman. Maybe they can help me mold my personality, make me be more desirable.

I shake my head and push away from the computer. This is absolutely ridiculous. What the hell am I even thinking. I can't go to some strange man and demand that he make me over.

This isn't a bravo reality show and there's nothing wrong with me.