***Trigger Warning: Mention of b**m***
Andrew stood in his room, pacing with frustration as he recounted his conversation with Melody to Chris. “She asked you to have me whip her while you watched?” Chris’s voice was filled with horror.
“No,” Andrew replied, shaking his head. “She offered to let it be you if that pleased me. There’s a difference. I don’t think she meant it as some b**m thing. I think she’s beaten regularly and expects me to be the same way.”
He paused, taking a deep breath to steady himself. “I’m at a loss. It feels unnatural to take it slow, resisting the urge to ask protective questions. Yet, I’m afraid that pushing for answers might drive her away and into harm’s way.”
Chris frowned, his usual calm demeanor tinged with unease. “If you let her go back, I don’t know i
