“I want it your way.” Adi said, hesitation and fear in his voice.
“What’s that?” Emily said, not paying full attention. They’ve been together for over a year and she still hasn’t grown accustomed to sharing a bed with the same person on a regular basis.
“I want to try it your way.” Adi repeated, sounding more convincing.
“My way?”
“Yeah, all that kinky shit you’re into.” Adi explained, sitting on the edge of Emily’s bed.
“Why?” Emily asked, a strong hint of suspicion in her voice.
“We’ve been together nearly a year, I don’t plan on running off.” Adi said. “That means I want to show an interest in the things you like, be it your games, podcast, or even your weird, kinky depravities in the bedroom.”
“Fuck you.” She snapped, feeling like she’s being attacked.”
“I mean it.. I know it’s important to you, I want you to feel like you’re important to me.”
Emily stood at the end of the bed, staring at Adi. She didn’t know what to think. Was he truly being sincere, or was this just some kind of game for him to make her look bad? Emily had always been a party girl, hooking up with a different person nearly every night, the concept of monogamy was still unfamiliar to her, even after all the time they’ve been together. She liked Adi, he was the only person to show any interest in who she was, not what she was, a trust fund brat nymphomaniac with attachment issues. Growing up, the only affection she got was from her nannies, and even that was forced. She breezed through college with a 3.8, and that was with partying nearly every weekend. Does Adi really care? Is he sincerely interested in her? She was about to find out.
“You don’t know what you’re getting yourself in for.” Emily said, finally breaking the silence. “I’m into a lot of kinky fuckery. Bondage, asphyxiation, collaring, impact play, spanking. And that’s just the mild shit.”
“I know.” Adi replied. “I want to try it. I’ve seen the joy in your eyes when you talk about it. I know it makes you happy. I want to try it. For you.”
Emily closed her eyes and took in a deep breath.
“What are your hard limits?” She said quite seriously. “What are the lines you refuse to cross?”
“Nothing that can cause lasting damage. No branding, no knife play, no pins or needles.” Adi said, looking directly at Emily. “No piss or shit play, that’s just disgusting, sorry. And no anal, that’s exit only.”
Emily giggled at the last one.
“Exit only?”
“Yes. The only thing going in there is the camera at my colonoscopy when I turn 40.” Adi smirked.
“Ok. If you’re consenting, then I’ll give you what you want.” Emily said, getting serious again. “Theres things that will cause you pain, if you can handle it say nothing. If get gets too much for you, say something immediately. Everything comes to a stop then.”
“Alright.” He replied, taking her hand in his. “I trust you.”
“Do you want to try tonight?” She asked, a few tears of happiness running down her cheeks.
“Yes, if you do.”
Emily nodded and pulled her hand back as she turned around and went towards her closet. Most people used rope or cuffs during bondage, but not Emily. Like most computer nerds, she never threw out a cord unless it was damaged, instead saving it in the unlikely event it becomes useful again. She just finds more uses than most. She pulled out a couple older CAT-5 cords and returned to Adi.
“I’m going to tie you to the bed.” She said with all seriousness. “I’ll go easy on you. You tell me when you’ve had enough and we’ll stop.”
“Don’t be gentle, please.”

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