My New Name
Tanya O'Neil

Officially, we’re just friends. But after a night of drinking with the rest of our group, she and I decide to head back to her place. We’re giggling and playing around when she confesses something to me. She tells me she wants to play a game. In this game, the rules are I do what she says, and she takes charge. If I agree to this, I’ll become her plaything.
It's reckless and silly.
But I can't help myself! Chelsea is beautiful. Maybe she's not the hottest girl I've ever seen, but there is something so alluring and intoxicating about her voice, her smile, and the way her eyes shine every time she grins at me. More than that, she’s the kind of precocious girl who knows exactly how to manipulate a boy like me. Soon enough, I'm on my knees in front of her.
More than that, she decides to dress me up. She puts me in her bra and a pair of her panties...all because she can. When she runs her hands through my hair, she leans in and kisses me. I can’t help but succumb. Even when she takes out the chastity cage, I know I won't be able to resist her. I can't deny the kind of power this woman has. Only then, it gets worse because she gives me a new name. To her, I won't be James. Instead, I'm going to become Jasmine, and he can dress me up and play with me and touched me, and tease me. She can do my hair, pick out my outfits, and make me behave just like any other doll. And if I answer to my new name, I know this will become permanent. I'm always going to be hers. Her property. Her plaything. Her favorite toy.
Worst of all, I know that this woman understands exactly what it takes to make me enjoy my newfound captivity.
*This 22,000-word novella features extensive female domination, bondage, paddling, CFNM, sissification/feminization, and male humiliation. All characters are consenting adults over the age of 18.