Page 3 of His Rules


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Golden Showers (urinate on)

I stop reading because again, what the actual fuck? Who is this guy? Against my better judgement, I text the number.

Me:Who the hell are you?

Strange Man:L

Me:…

Strange Man:Should you accept my invitation, you’ll find out who I am. I won’t hurt you. You’ll be safer than you’ve ever been. Your consent will be required every step of the way. Anything you don’t agree to is off the table.

CHAPTER 2

LINCOLN

Istare at my phone, waiting for a response. Three dots appear and then disappear repeatedly. This is not how I normally find a submissive. Generally, they come to me, but this girl doesn’t come toDen of Sin,the BDSM club I’m a member of. I could go there any night of the week, and find a woman for the night or longer, but I don’t want them.

I want her.

The gorgeous fucking redhead I spotted at a club six months ago.

I drink my bourbon, as I watch a blonde guy hitting on the redhead standing with her brunette friend.

He grabs her hand, trying to pull her to the dance floor, and she screams at him, loud enough to be heard over the music.

“I said no, asshole.”

I watch his hand go to her ass, and I quickly rise from my seat, ready to intervene, when she tosses her drink in his face. She moves her drink to her left hand, and punches him in the mouth with her right.

“No is a complete fucking sentence,” she yells.

That was the night my fascination began. I won’t touch her without consent, but watching? I’ve been doing that for monthsbecause I simply cannot stop myself. Everything about her is stunning.

The way she moves.

The way she sounds.

The way she doesn’t take shit.

Everything about her screams, ‘I’m not submissive’.

Yet I know if she can give up control, she’d be such a good girl for me.

My phone chimes, and I smile as I see her name flash across my screen.

Ella:My answer is no. I’m not going to show up to some sex club for you to do these things to me. You want to piss on me? What kind of sick pervert are you?

Me:This is not a list of things I want to do to you. It’s simply a list to find out your hard limits, so I don’t cross any of your boundaries. I’ve never pissed on a woman. It’s not my kink, and a gorgeous woman like you? I’d never even consider it.

Again, I wait for her to respond. I desperately want her to say yes, but expect her to decline. If she does, I’m not sure what my next move will be.

Ella:So you know what I look like?

I take a sip of my bourbon and respond.

Me:Yes. You’re gorgeous.