The Switch of Saffron

As soon as he laid eyes on her, he knew he had to have her. It was like a switch went off in him and he couldn't resist the urge to make her his submissive. Her name was Saffron and she was the maid of honor at his best friend's wedding. He had never been into submissive women before, but something about her was different.

He watched her all night, as she danced with the other guests and laughed with her friends. His eyes never left her, and he noticed that she kept glancing back at him as well. Finally, when the music died down and the guests began to disperse, he walked over to her.

"You're Saffron, right?" he asked, trying to keep his voice steady.

She smiled coyly and nodded, "Yes, and you're.?"

"Jax," he replied, extending his hand.

As soon as their hands touched, he felt a jolt of electricity shoot through him. He knew he needed to have her, right then and there. She giggled as he pulled her towards him, leading her to a small, dark corner of the reception hall.

"What are you doing?" she asked, pulling away from him.

"I want you," he growled, as he pushed her against the wall and started to kiss her.

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