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against me in a deep and relaxed breath, my head shifting along with it. I felt in over my head. I’d done the best that I could but I felt that my treading were only in the shallowest parts of dark waters. Could I go further?
Dean gently brushed back a strand of my hair. “Downwards and onwards, Alice.”
Rules of Engagement
Light was a welcome thing. Much to my chagrin Dean’s associate James had me blindfolded again. From what Dean had told me earlier, this was his master office and his exquisite taste backed that up. Expensive book shelves with all sorts of literature, some I could pick out and some I couldn’t – mind you the resplendence of the room was offset – for there was an undeniable Kafkaesque feeling about the whole place. Where things were in order, another three things were not.
James, who had been permitted to escort and oversee us, remained silent and towering over both myself and Dean as ever. He seemed distant. Thinking about something far and away; be it in the past or of the present I hadn’t the foggiest. I was eager to learn. Repeatedly.
Dean brought his hand to a drawer and opened it, pulling out a stapled three sheet piece of paper. He slid it across his desk and over to me along with a pen. “Read it over,” James said. “And don’t skim.”
I paid him no mind as he spoke choosing to carefully read over some of the text first. “My attention to detail is flawless,” I flaunted.
“Almost so,” Dean scoffed.
“Well,” I shifted around to cross my legs in my chair. “That fits our tryst,” I couldn’t help myself. If there was one thing I knew that I was good at above everyone else it was at least in that. Mouthing my way into considerable trouble.
Of the corner most of my eyes, Dean looked at me with a burning contempt.
James on the other hand, found himself in disagreement with his boss, a wide toothed smile beaming across his face.
Much of these were concepts I already knew but I didn’t feel comfortable skipping by them, not wanting to miss anything thanks to hubris. Some of them a little weird.
Rules of Submission:
Your traditional safe words are. ‘Green’ to keep going; harder or more. ‘Yellow’ to slow down; change what you are doing. ‘Red’ to stop immediately.
Your Dominant’s word is final and must be obeyed – words by his proxy are the same.
Our relation must strive to be like the Oroborus. Feeding off of one another – complimenting one another. Shedding our skin to become anew.
You are to enrich and please your Dominant, as it is his job to do the same to you.
You will exchange power both in and out of the bedroom excluded only when otherwise permitted by your Dominant.
You will be cared for in all ways and are expected to grow. It is your duty to remain healthy, and your Dominant’s to enforce this.
You were beautiful before and you will submit to being the highest you that you can be. You will be beautiful after. If this is not the case, you have been wronged.
Your submission begins and ends when you say it does. You are not a prisoner. You must earn your Dominant’s guidance and they must earn your submission.
You WILL communicate with your Dominant, as they shall be expected to do so with you. No subject is off limits.
Lying to one another (outside of your scenes) is not permitted. Trust must always remain.
Despite the title, these are guidelines. You the reader must decide on the relationship on your own.
The second paper detailed briefly the scope of what I’d been selected for.
Your Role in O.D.Y.N: Intelligence Liaison / Operative / Mark
Your Rank in O.D.Y.N: Novice.
Intelligence Liaison: You will be expected to collect pertinent information and relay this to your superiors, this is in field work. You must retain your cover at all costs.
Operative: You will be deployed in field. This
Dean gently brushed back a strand of my hair. “Downwards and onwards, Alice.”
Rules of Engagement
Light was a welcome thing. Much to my chagrin Dean’s associate James had me blindfolded again. From what Dean had told me earlier, this was his master office and his exquisite taste backed that up. Expensive book shelves with all sorts of literature, some I could pick out and some I couldn’t – mind you the resplendence of the room was offset – for there was an undeniable Kafkaesque feeling about the whole place. Where things were in order, another three things were not.
James, who had been permitted to escort and oversee us, remained silent and towering over both myself and Dean as ever. He seemed distant. Thinking about something far and away; be it in the past or of the present I hadn’t the foggiest. I was eager to learn. Repeatedly.
Dean brought his hand to a drawer and opened it, pulling out a stapled three sheet piece of paper. He slid it across his desk and over to me along with a pen. “Read it over,” James said. “And don’t skim.”
I paid him no mind as he spoke choosing to carefully read over some of the text first. “My attention to detail is flawless,” I flaunted.
“Almost so,” Dean scoffed.
“Well,” I shifted around to cross my legs in my chair. “That fits our tryst,” I couldn’t help myself. If there was one thing I knew that I was good at above everyone else it was at least in that. Mouthing my way into considerable trouble.
Of the corner most of my eyes, Dean looked at me with a burning contempt.
James on the other hand, found himself in disagreement with his boss, a wide toothed smile beaming across his face.
Much of these were concepts I already knew but I didn’t feel comfortable skipping by them, not wanting to miss anything thanks to hubris. Some of them a little weird.
Rules of Submission:
Your traditional safe words are. ‘Green’ to keep going; harder or more. ‘Yellow’ to slow down; change what you are doing. ‘Red’ to stop immediately.
Your Dominant’s word is final and must be obeyed – words by his proxy are the same.
Our relation must strive to be like the Oroborus. Feeding off of one another – complimenting one another. Shedding our skin to become anew.
You are to enrich and please your Dominant, as it is his job to do the same to you.
You will exchange power both in and out of the bedroom excluded only when otherwise permitted by your Dominant.
You will be cared for in all ways and are expected to grow. It is your duty to remain healthy, and your Dominant’s to enforce this.
You were beautiful before and you will submit to being the highest you that you can be. You will be beautiful after. If this is not the case, you have been wronged.
Your submission begins and ends when you say it does. You are not a prisoner. You must earn your Dominant’s guidance and they must earn your submission.
You WILL communicate with your Dominant, as they shall be expected to do so with you. No subject is off limits.
Lying to one another (outside of your scenes) is not permitted. Trust must always remain.
Despite the title, these are guidelines. You the reader must decide on the relationship on your own.
The second paper detailed briefly the scope of what I’d been selected for.
Your Role in O.D.Y.N: Intelligence Liaison / Operative / Mark
Your Rank in O.D.Y.N: Novice.
Intelligence Liaison: You will be expected to collect pertinent information and relay this to your superiors, this is in field work. You must retain your cover at all costs.
Operative: You will be deployed in field. This
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