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“I’m glad you’re here. I’ve been wanting to get you out of Boston for so long. You’re not going anywhere.”
Laughing, I lean in and give him a hug. “Thanks for being here for me.”
“Always,” he whispers.
I struggle to fathom why my parents hold so much hostility toward me. Their disdain and favoritism toward Aaron remain incomprehensible. They’ve hated me since I could remember. The physical scars faded long ago, but the emotional ones from my childhood will forever linger. I never blamed Aaron for their favoritism, it wasn’t his fault. And despite it all, I’m grateful for my brother. He probably doesn’t even realize he’s the reason I’m still here today.
I shake away the morbid thoughts.
“Who are they playing tonight again?”
“Ottawa Gladiators.” Aaron stands and removes his pea coat, laying it carefully across the back of his seat.
“Canadian team?”
“Yeah. Oliver Percy, who is on the Slashers team, is actually from Ottawa, and he used to play for them. It’ll be interesting to see the dynamics on ice tonight.”
“Is there normally a lot of drama between the players?”
“Sometimes. I’m going to go get a drink. Do you want anything?”
“A beer would be great.”
Aaron nods, and I watch as he walks to the end of the aisle, leaving me all alone.
Looking around, I feel my nerves fire up as I notice several sets of curious eyes on me. There is a group of young girls sitting a few rows down.
Withdrawing into myself, I pull out my phone and check my messages. I read a text from Sammy about a new lunch stop near the office and how much she wants to kill Greg. I smile, snapping a photo of the empty ice rink and sending it to her.
There are a couple of text alerts from Dominik, but I purposely don’t open them. I’ve been giving him the cold shoulder since the other night.
I open up the Rabbit Hole app next and notice a red chat alert waiting for me. My stomach flips excitedly, knowing it’s likely a new message from my mystery kink guy. We’ve been chatting for a couple of days, and I’ve been really enjoying getting to know him.
yourdarkhorse — 5:47 p.m.
Tell me more about these needs you mentioned. I want you to be yourself. Only if you’re comfortable, of course. Are you an active prey? Do you enjoy other aspects of BDSM? Are you single? In a poly relationship?
I check my surroundings, making sure Aaron isn’t walking back before responding to him.
flutteringaway — 7:02 p.m.
I feel completely fine opening up to you about all of this. You should know what I’m into if we’re ever going to play in person, right? Also, before this goes any further, we should exchange some sort of mysterious photo. I don’t want to see your face, or all of it, and I won’t be showing you mine. So let’s get creative. Speaking of staying hidden, I have a huge mask kink. Are you into that?
I enjoy being hunted down and taken raw. The person I am in this space and would be with you in real life is not at all the person I am in my day-to-day life, which might be why this lifestyle intrigues me. I can be myself, indulge in my curiosities, and give into my dark side. I have played before, dipped my toes in BDSM. I love exhibitionism and voyeurism…although I haven’t tried the latter much. I’d love to get into it. I think it would be so hot to have someone watch while we fuck. And yes, I’m single.
Tell me everything you’re into. And what are you looking for? Something long-term or a one-time thing? Because with all this trust building, it would be a shame to do this just once.
Biting the inside of my cheek, I press send and squeeze my thighs together. The excitement is already flowing through me at the possibility of finding someone long-term who I trust, who’s willing to let me back into the world of BDSM. I have never felt as free as I did that night with Runi, and I need to feel that way again.
Nothing and no one has ever compared to Runi. The way he owned my body, commanded me, dominated me, and the way I just let him. It was so intense, so addicting that I will never get it out of my head.
My phone buzzes, and I glance down to see a new message from Rabbit Hole.
That was so fast.
yourdarkhorse — 7:04 p.m.
You said you’ve dipped your toes in BDSM? Tell me more.
