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Waiting with bated breath for him to say something else, another notification pops up. Clicking on it, my heart stops as I read:
K!nkLink: WolfByte has sent you a contract to play! A copy has been sent to the email linked to this account. Please play responsibly and remember, consent and safety are key to having fun.
O. M. G.
My hands shake as I send him a response.
Pricurious: That was fast.
I’m too nervous to say more. I’m already making a list of a million scenarios and honestly, I almost want to close my account. I dove into this thinking I could go slow and wade through the waters of this lifestyle, but getting sent a contract within minutes already makes me feel pressured and in over my head.
But I wanted this, right? And I’m a woman who will easily talk herself out of anything that’s even remotely scary, even if the chances are good that I’ll love it.
WolfByte: Look it over. Take your time deciding. We can adjust as needed for both of us. Everything is negotiable, Pricurious.
I don’t even have enough sense to respond at this point. Panicking, I close out of the app and toss my phone on the bed like it’s going to bite me.
Holy shit. What am I about to get myself into?
Chapter 3
Carson
Patience is something I have in spades. I love the chase, the hunt, the anticipation that comes beforehand and the satisfaction that thrums in my system after it’s all over. But I have to admit, I’m anxious to hear back from Pricurious. Her kink list matched mine in a lot of ways and I’m dying for a taste of her. If we’re half as compatible in person as we are on that app, then this is going to be a fuck ton of fun for us both.
Still, I refuse to get my hopes too high. She seems too good to be true, and in my experience, there’s always a catch.
After a brisk walk in the woods behind my house, where I imagine what it would be like to hunt, chase, and catch a pretty little bunny girl with dark hair and gorgeous body and fuck her until she screams, I head back inside my house for a cold shower but not before grabbing my cell from the kitchen table and checking to see if she’s replied yet.
If Pricurious has any sense, she better take her time going over my contract. And if she’s already signed it, I’ll have a lot of work to do because she’s made her decision too fast, which may create problems for us later. Then again, one might call me a hypocrite for being hasty with my offer.
Whatever. I know exactly what I’m doing. My carefully constructed rules have been fine-tuned over the years, and I know exactly what it takes to make a dynamic like this function best. I’m not as expert level as some of my friends, but after being a part of the kink community for a few years now, I’m definitely a pro.
This lifestyle takes research, experience, and acute awareness. While in college, I finally embraced the things that made my blood rush and dick hard, then learned all I could to make what I like enjoyable for others too. I’ve been in a lot of circles, worked with a lot of people, and this app is definitely one of the best ones out there. That doesn’t mean you still don’t get shitheads now and then who try to register just to get their rocks off on being abusive, untethered alphaholes. Or the newbies who get in over their head and have a really bad experience because they signed up for something they just weren’t prepared for yet. Caution trumps confidence in my world.
Being vetted was a long, thorough process, and the fact that the developer of this app took the time to be so meticulous about how they selected the few Doms who have a purple dot on their profile is the only reason I’m still a member.
That, and I’m friends with the guy who developed it.
Look, there’s a lot that goes into this type of lifestyle. Games and scenes played out between consenting adults can become really fucking intense. It’s important to have trust and good communication. It’s also imperative that a newbie is paired with a vetted member until they’re ready to go to the next level in their sexual journey.
I usually partner with someone and stay with them for anywhere between three months to a year. My tastes need to match theirs, and any adjustments we make for each other are hashed out ahead of time, and in great detail.
Safe words, soft limits, hard limits—those are generally easy to come up with. But if you’re new, like Pricurious, well, I don’t always trust what they have listed on their profile. Sometimes they put kinks down that they think they like but mark them as absolute favorites. It might be true, but sometimes it isn’t. Regardless of the warnings and clear notifications during the registration process, some people still put kinks down on their list as if they’re experts in that field when they’ve never tried them at all. It’s a dangerous move for all involved.
And even if they do like a certain kink, they might have different feelings when they’re in the moment. That’s okay, too. It happens all the time. Just one more reason why it’s important to have a trusted expert to play with.
My contract is basic enough to lay some ground rules, but has plenty of room for negotiation and discussion. I tailor it to suit my sub’s needs and desires, while still fulfilling a few of my own.
Like with many relationships, even this kind of situationship can evolve.
It can also die out.
No matter where this leads, I’m going to have a talk with Pricurious about precautions and strict rules, so that even when she’s out of my hands, and onto another Dom, she won’t be fresh meat on the kink market for a true predator to pounce on.
That contract I sent her states that we will be honest with each other and open about our desires. It also says that neither of us can have another partner, so long as our relationship is intact, and the length of time will be discussed and agreed upon once the initial basics are hashed out.
Once she signs it, she’ll be my new partner.