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“You desired me?” Her eyes lifted, looking into my own through her lashes.
“Like you would not believe.” I leveled her with a look, letting my desire for her show through. She blushed, looking away after a moment and clearing her throat noisily.
“So, how does kink fit into this? Are you expecting me to —”
“I’m going to stop you right there. I am never — ever — going to expect anything from you in kink or sex. The only thing I will ever expect is your honesty. That’s all.” I was quick to explain. I did not need her thinking she was required to fulfill this need for me. Ever.
“But if it’s something you enjoy, then I want to give it to you,” she said, somewhat bashfully.
“And while a part of me appreciates that, I cannot be okay with that.”
“Why not?” she questioned.
“Because you would do it for all the wrong reasons. The only way I would want a submissive is if it’s what she wants, for herself. To do something like that, just to please me, it’s not okay. Does that make any sense?” I asked, willing her to understand.
“I think so, but…” she trailed off, her lower lip caught between her teeth.
“But what?” I urged. She sighed heavily before continuing.
“But how am I supposed to know that I want this if I’ve never experienced it?” It was an honest question, and a good one.
“Are you saying you have interest?” I asked carefully.
“I guess I am saying I have an interest in knowing more. I don’t think I would be okay with some of what you said, but I’d like to at least understand more.” Her honesty was not lost on me and I appreciated it greatly.
“Then I think we should have that conversation, if you want to,” I answered. That lip bite only intensified as she looked up at me. That eyebrow of hers quirked.
“Yes, please.”
CHAPTER6
TALIA
Was I really doing this? Was I really going to have a conversation with my brand-new husband about kink and sadism and Lord only knew what else?
I looked up at him, the look in his eyes hot enough to scorch through any doubt I had.
Yes, yes, I was.
“So, where do we begin?” I asked, the silence only making my nervousness worse.
“I suppose the first place to start is to kind of tell you about kink. There are so many different types of kink, it’s almost impossible to list. That’s part of what is so incredible about the community,” he began.
“And which part are you into?” I asked.
“I’m into sensory play and different forms of edge play. But there is so much more out there than just that. It’s important for me to explain that to you,” he began, already confusing me.
“Why?”
“Because if I only told you about what I like, then I wouldn’t be getting truly informed consent from you. You need to be informed about different things to determine what you are actually interested in.” His explanation made sense, I supposed. “There are different things people are into. Everything from bondage to primal and so much more. There’s impact play, sensory play, electrical play, primal play, little play, pet play, medical play, and so much more. What?”
His question caught me off guard and I realized I was sitting there, slack jawed and eyes nearly bugging out of my head.
“I’m going to need some definitions because you’re speaking a language I’ve never heard. I must have heard you wrong, because I swore you just said pet play.” My mind was racing, trying to figure what he could have possibly meant.
“No, you heard me right. Pet play is a very popular form of play, and it’s just what it sounds like. Some people enjoy acting like pets. They enjoy wearing collars and leashes and being walked around. Some enjoy the aspect of being non-verbal. Some enjoy being petted and played with. It’s different for every person, and the same goes for all kinds of kink. It’s fully customizable to suit whatever your wants and desires may be.” An image popped up in my mind of being on a leash, being told to heel.
“Your face tells me that thought doesnotinterest you,” he chuckled. I shook my head emphatically.
