Page 61 of Her Dom's Secret Past

I was sick, I could almost taste bile. I loved this woman so badly. She put a hand on my thigh.

“Maybe that came out wrong. Your face changed.” She smiled. “I mean the control thing. I’m who I am. I can’t and won’t let someone else dictate how I live my life. Yes, I love you but—”

“No, no. Ana. You’ve got it wrong. As far as I’m concerned I don’t want a 24/7 Dom relationship. I tried that once and didn’t like it at all. No, Ana, I’m only asking you to give me control as far as our sex lives are concerned. In everything else, we’re partners, or at least I hope you’ll think of me as someone to share things with.”

The look of relief on her face was breathtaking. I kissed her. “You had me worried, Ana.”

“I had myself worried. In the bedroom, I can handle it, but no way can I hand over control outside.”

“Never, Ana. I never would I ask that.”

“Good, because no matter how much I love you, I’d be out that door so fast.”

I hugged her and she snuggled into me.

“I understand what this means, Ana. I know this means putting your trust in my hands. I know you’re choosing your future. I promise to never take anything you give me for granted. I promise we’ll always discuss things. I love you too much to break that trust.”

“I’m not naïve, John, I know aboutDomsand theirsubmissives. I’ve seen things online. I know about dungeons and playrooms. I honestly never thought it would appeal to me, but the more you talk, the more I want it, if that makes sense.”

“It does. I guess we explore together.”

She nodded. “We explore together.”

“And I can continue with the spanking, we can try bondage? What about we have our own dungeon?”

She giggled. “Yes, but I doubt you could go to IKEA for that.”