Sara and I had been talking about the ins and outs of actually “owning” someone. This, of course, was of great interest to both of us, being longtime S&M enthusiasts. Occasionally living out submissive fantasies was fine, but I wondered what it would feel like to actually be possessed by another human being. We discussed the concept in depth over drinks.
I mused aloud about how to manage such a thing. My wife is a paralegal, so she approached the matter from a very logical angle.
“What about a contract?” she proposed, tapping her lower lip with a pencil. “One that lays out the dominant’s rights and the sub’s rights, and what both of them can expect.”
The idea wasn’t exactly original, but I liked it. Sara turned her smoldering eyes on me and flashed... Read more...