“You are my dom. I am your submissive. I will listen and obey. I will communicate fully and openly. I give my body and my consent to you”
I looked in my lover’s gray eyes intensely. I spread my palms across her upturned forearms before I began my formalistic response.
“You are my submissive. I am your dom. I will cherish and lead you to where you need to be. I will respect your safety and your consent”
Nicole trembled as we completed our little ceremony. We had been playing for almost a year together. This is how we transition from vanilla to kinky, from mundane to in-scene. I like this, it is a nice way to reinforce the dynamic of the next couple of hours and it forces explicit communication. She likes it because it puts her into the right space.
“Slut, what are your safe-words tonight”
“Master, “Licorice” is my stop for a moment word, “Pineapple” is my stop everything safe word”
“Very well, mine are “Wallabee” and “Boomerrang”. Stop lights are in effect.”