I knew my roommate, Bridget, was a dominatrix. She loved playing rough and tough mistress to her subs. I should know. I slept just down the hall from her and the walls in our cheap apartment were thin. I was okay with it. To each their own. What I hadn't counted on was what would happen between us the night her date canceled on her last minute. Bridget was bored and looking for a new plaything. The way she looked at me, I might as well have had toy stamped across my forehead.lesbian, ff, mistress, dominatrix, domination, submission, rough, punishment, slice of life, erotica short stories