Submissive

Carl nestled in her embrace feeling at peace.

Things did happen for a reason, if he had remained in the capital, perhaps he would not have met her. He had to be thankful to his parents for kicking him out. How else would they come to know each other when he never left the comfort of his home?

Kim pulled back a bit, leaving Carl puzzled. He stared into her eyes, wondering if something was wrong.

"I have a confession to make… I like BDSM. I've never experienced it but I enjoy it." He heard her say.

The look in his eyes was that of curiosity, "What's BDSM?"

His question froze her. How did he not know what it was? Was she then the more experienced one in their relationship?

She had always wanted someone who was well versed in that area. Maybe not BDSM but…

Was he clueless about these matters? She began to wonder.