Sebastian's POV
Stepping into the red room with Shelly holding the reins was an entirely new territory for me, a realm I had never ventured into before. My mind was a whirlpool of emotions, uncertainty at the forefront.
Could I really go through with this? The idea of relinquishing control, of not being the one to guide the dance, was a notion that had scarcely crossed my mind before.
I had always been the one in charge. It was practically second nature to me, a role I was comfortable and skillful in. Leading came effortlessly, almost as if it was woven into the very fabric of my being.
On the other hand, Shelly had always been the quintessential submissive. It was a role that seemed tailor-made for her, a natural fit despite her sharp tongue and bold demeanor outside the confines of
