Everyone has rules. Some unspoken, some only mentioned when you cross one. Personal rules, relationship rules. "I'll never do this", "I'll only do this if that happens". Everyone has them. For some kinds of relationships... They form the foundation. Most of you are aware of BDSM, of similar types of relationships where power is exchanged from one to another, right? In a relationship between a dom and their sub, rules are the most important. And they colour the very tone of your relationship.
Adrian's rules...? For most they would be a neon, crimson red. There was nothing about them that were healthy or safe. But they were honest. They were brutal. There was no safety here, I knew that from the very start. But red?
No.
Not to me.
They were green. The colour of poison, of acid, of radiation. The colour of all things toxic, corrosive and cancerous.
And I wanted it. I wanted it all.
I was just as sick as he, deep down. I was no victim, and I would show that to him.
I could take it all.
And so I gave him the Green Light.
He can have me in any way he wants. No limits. No safewords.
Nothing.
And I would do it again.
Every. Single. Time.
If this tale interests you? Buckle up. It's going to be a rough ride~
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