I have written several short stories similar to what you describe. Most of my erotic fiction has not been as explicitly fem-dom as you seem to want, but I think I can definitely write what you want. I can give you a sample of what I have written in the past, and together with your feedback, I think I will be able to deliver a product to you that you will like.
Below is a sample of what I have written in the past.
Prologue
He wanted nothing more than a cigarette, but had to settle for the last of the gin. He drank the dregs with a grimace and signaled the bartender. The Slaughtered Lamb is a bar in Greenwich Village made up to look like a London pub and a good place to lose yourself in a couple of drinks. The owners put in hard work to recreate the atmosphere from old horror movies. In one corner he could see a stuffed werewolf on a pedestal. Through a serving window he saw two full sized plastic skeletons in pirate hats at a table drinking rum. Old movie posters about hauntings and murder plastered the walls, full of nostalgia for the early days of film.
The whole affair left him feeling cold.
A string of bells chimed behind him as people entered the bar. They laughed and he could hear snatches of their conversation. College students, out on the town after school. They came up to the bar next to him and he caught the smell of leather handbags, books, and an undercurrent of perfumes and cologne. It reminded him of his own school days. He felt a surge of resentment and tried to suppress it. He tried to get the bartender's attention but she ignored him and chatted with the co-eds as they ordered beer...