I am a confident and assured male dominant who is convinced of his abilities to make anyone submit, even so called powerful dominatrix's such as Mistress Izzie. Today, I have come to her dungeon with one intention and one intention only: to make Izzabella Robbins my submissive slut. Izzabella welcomes me into her dungeon. She's heard about my practices and my reputation, and she admits she's reasonably impressed that I've been able to make some of her fearsome domme friends submit to me. With a smirk on her face, Izzabella challenges me to domme her, and offers up her wrists for restraints. Then everything goes black. I awaken bound, gagged, and naked. Izzabella enters into my line of vision looking extremely pleased with herself. I struggle desperately to escape, but Mistress Izzie secured me professionally. She looks amused at my struggling and weakness. I become so nervous with what Mistress has in store for me.