fifty-shades-of-grey

The Submissive will keep herself clean and shaved and/or waxed at all times. The Submissivewill visit a beauty salon of The Dominant’s choosing at times to be decided byThe Dominant, and undergo whatever treatments The Dominant sees fit.Personal Safety:The Submissive will not drink to excess, smoke, take recreational drugs or put herself inany unnecessary danger.Personal Qualities:The Submissive will not enter into any sexual relations with anyone other than TheDominant. The Submissive will conduct herself in a respectful and modest manner at alltimes. She must recognize that her behavior is a direct reflection on The Dominant. Sheshall be held accountable for any misdeeds, wrongdoings and misbehavior committedwhen not in the presence of the Dominant.Failure to comply with any of the above will result in immediate punishment, the natureof which shall be determined by The Dominant.“So the obedience thing still stands?”“Oh, yes.” He grins.I shake my head amused, and before I realize it, I roll my eyes at him.“Did you just roll your eyes at me, Anastasia?” He breathes.Oh fuck.“Possibly, depends what your reaction is.”“Same as always,” he says, shaking his head slightly, his eyes alight with excitement.I swallow instinctively and a frisson of exhilaration runs through me.“So... ” Holy shit. What am I going to do?“Yes?” He licks his lower lip.“You want to spank me now.”“Yes. And I will.”“Oh, really, Mr. Grey?” I challenge, grinning back at him. Two can play this game.“Are you going to stop me?”“You’re going to have to catch me first.”His eyes widen a fraction, and he grins, slowly getting to his feet.“Oh, really, Miss Steele?”The breakfast bar is between us. I have never been so grateful for its existence than inthis moment.“And you’re biting your lip,” he breathes, moving slowly to his left as I move to mine.“You wouldn’t,” I tease. “After all, you roll your eyes.” I try reasoning with him. Hecontinues to move toward his left, as do I.“Yes, but you’ve just raised the bar on the excitement stakes with this game.” His eyesblaze, and wild anticipation emanates from him.“I’m quite fast you know.” I try for nonchalance.“So am I.”He’s stalking me, in his own kitchen.“Are you going to come quietly?” he asks.“Do I ever?”