Ryder
Taking a deep breath, I scrolled to the next page of the document. The silence in the room turned dense, heavy, as though the walls were listening. And then, I saw it—the beginning of something dangerous.
“The parties agree as follows:”
“This document constitutes a binding agreement between the Dominant (Party A) and the Submissive (Party B).”
My breath caught.
The words weren’t just legal—they were intimate and invasive. “Submissive (Party B).” That was me. My title. My place. The idea sent a strange thrill crawling up my spine like a whispered dare.
“The primary purpose of this contract is to ensure the Dominant’s s****l needs and deepest desires are satisfied through the Submissive’s complete submission.”
Complete submission?
Not just physical—but mentally and emotionally
