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“‘Yes’ items are things that we both marked we were interested in, or willing to try, when we originally completed our checklist. But there are a few I eliminated because there are things I’m not willing to do with you this weekend.”

Mal nodded, but wondered at that second condition. Which items was he choosing not to incorporate specifically because she was his partner?

He cleared his throat and started reading.

“Pain. Yes to both severe and mild.

“Persona training, no.

“Personal modification, parentheses real life, no.

“Phone sex has three versions—serving Dom, serving Dom’s friends, and commercial provider. All three are no.

“Piercing, parentheses permanent.”

Benson’s attention shifted to her breasts. Her nipples were hard—they were always hard thanks to the piercings he’d given her—and now that he was looking at her, she was hyperaware of the gentle stimulation of the fabric rubbing each time she took a breath.

“We checked the item off a year ago.” His voice was husky and low.

Before she could respond, he started reading the list again.

“Piercing, parentheses temporary or play, yes.

“Plastic surgery, no.

“Prison scenes, no.”

“Prostitution, public pretense, yes.”

“Primal play, no.”

Mal looked down at her fingers, which rested in her lap. That one hurt. Primal play with Benson had been… She’d never even attempted it with anyone else because she knew it wouldn’t be as good.

“Pony slave, no.

“Public exposure, yes.

“Pussy slash cock whipping, yes.

He paused, flipping through pages. “Besides the specific letter P items, I’m planning anal, a variety of bondage, speaking restrictions, impact play, and possibly stress positions to go along with the bondage. Any objections or physical limitations I need to know about?”

“No, though I have trouble with any form of suspension bondage for longer than ten minutes.”

“Not my thing.” He hadn’t been into suspension bondage or rope play before, either. “If that’s it, we just have one more. Concerns, questions?”

“I have nothing else.” Mal smiled briefly. “Easy negotiations.”

“Hard limit safeword?”

“Pumpkin,” she replied immediately.

He snorted. “Any point in asking if you’ll abide by the stoplight check-in system?”

Mal swallowed hard. “That’s not fair, Benson.”

“Isn’t it? And you haven’t answered the question.”

“I’m fine with red, yellow, green.”

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