DARE (Mature/18+) (Delena/Semi Fanfiction)

X : Yes, Ma'am

Demi's POV

I placed the sheets on the table. This sheet would seal our relationship on paper. I had reread it a thousand times, wondering what she would think of it all. I looked at my watch, seeing it was almost time. Selena probably stood at my backdoor already. I opened the door to my garden, and then the door of my fence. Just like I thought, the girl stood right in front of me. She was shocked to see that I already knew she was there. I didn't say a word, instead, I turned around and walked back to my house. I could hear her close the doors behind her, following me. I made her sit down and shove the glass of coke I had already prepared for her. She looked at me and then at the glass, giving me a thankful nod. She looked somewhat uncomfortable, not knowing what my plan was. I sat down next to her on the head of the table.

"I've done some research." I began, placing my fingers on the sheet. I could see her looking at the paper, holding her arms tightly along her waist, not daring to place them on the table like mine. "I found out that what we do is not just us. There's a whole community. The term to describe it is bdsm." I explained, looking directly into her eyes. I patiently waited for her to process everything I said. "What does it stand for?" She asked, looking interested. "Bondage, Discipline, Dominance, Submission, Sadism, Masochism." "Lot of words..." She seemed to be a bit overwhelmed. "Do you know what each means?" "Not entirely." "Which?" "Discipline." "Discipline means that the Domme will punish the sub when he or she behaves badly." I explained further. There was this smile stuck on my face that I couldn't take off. Selena's eyes widened a bit.

"I've made something for you." I handed her one of the sheets, containing the test I made her. The one that would let her explore what kind of sub she would be. Whether it'd fit me or not wasn't the question, because I already knew we fit each other like a glove. I could see her eyes going past the words, reading what I typed out. "It's a quiz?" "More like a test. To see what you like or desire." I held the pen in my hand, attempting to give it to her. "But I don't know that yet..." She looked a bit ashamed of herself. "That's fine. You can fill in what you feel fits yourself the most." I tried. This time it seemed to convince her. She carefully took the pen from my hand and started to fill the test. I folded my hands together, calmly looking at what she wrote. I wanted her to fill this in a relaxed state, not under pressure.

I took the sheets after she finished. "May I take a look?" I asked, just to be sure. I could see her hesitate for a moment, but she then nodded. My eyes scanned the answers, and slowly, the smile started to reappear on my face. "Is it bad?" Selena's insecurities showed. "It's fine." I stated. Her answers were almost exactly as I expected. She didn't want to be a complete slave. She didn't feel like completely devoting herself to me, and I was completely fine with that. Instead, she wanted me to guide her, nurse her. Not like a small child, more like a pet. She just wanted to make me happy. And at the same time, she was curious about pain. She liked receiving it, especially by someone else. She even seemed to be a little sadomasochistic. "Do you like to hurt yourself?" I asked. Selena bit her lip, nodding a bit. "I mean, I used to. But I try not to." "What did you do?" "Hit myself mostly. It's what led me to buy all those weapons." A soft smile was written on her face. I placed the sheet down and looked at her.

"I want to make things official between us." I stated, waiting for her reply. She gulped. "I don't... know what to say." She replied, clearly hesitating. "Do you want the same?" I asked. "Yes." She nodded. "But I mean... Does that mean we're girlfriend and.. girlfriend now?" It sounded as if she was mostly hesitant about that part, rather than the proportioned part. "Do you want that?" I asked. She was quiet for a moment. I started to notice what her problem was. What a weird way to ask someone out. How not-romantic. I wasn't really a romantic type anyway, but this was just harsh. I regretted my actions. How was I going to solve this? Selena inhaled to answer my question, but I quickly stopped her by wrapping my hand around her underarm. My hand slid down to hers, so she would place it on the table. Her hand was soft and small, it made me smile. I looked directly into her eyes. "Listen. I think that over time, I have developed feelings for you." I confessed. It's the most vulnerable thing I had ever said to her. She looked thunderstruck. "Really?" She almost whispered. I nodded with a smile. It's as if she didn't see how it was possible. How anyone could develop feelings for her. I waited for her reply.