His mistress *Grayson Dolan fanfic*,

*9*

It's the day after I went into Grayson's....playroom? That sounds weird. Maybe he calls it "the room" or his "sex dungeon". This is all so surreal. I can't believe that other people, like me, are into bdsm. I got into it right after I finished all 3 movies of Fifty Shades of Grey so I know quite a bit. Honestly I thought the movies were lame because they didn't excite me enough. Then I started to watch a lot of porn and my main search history consisted of bdsm.

I know some people are thinking, "Why the hell does someone want to receive pain?" To me, the answer is as simple as thinking that pain doesn't have to hurt if you don't want it to. I have always believed that if you train your brain to believe that pain doesn't exist, then soon enough it won't. You just have to be willing to put yourself in a vulnerable position.

That's where the trust part comes into play. You have to give your trust to someone to inflict pain on you but you can't give it away willingly because you might up getting hurt. One of the most important things in bdsm is being safe, therefore needing a safe word. It can be any word you want just as long as you remember it.

The question I have to ask myself is, do I trust Grayson? I don't think I'm quite there...although I did say I love him. I think I need more of my questions to be answered and doubts reassured before I can trust him with this.

I finally drag my feet out of his bed and go looking for Grayson since he wasn't in the bed when I woke up or in his room. A feeling of nostalgia washes over me as I notice the familiar smell of bacon and pancakes. I walk towards the kitchen and I see Grayson...shirtless.

By this point I'm drooling and not just because of the fantastic smell.
"Hey sweetheart, my eyes are up here and close your mouth. You're actually drooling a bit." He laughs while my cheeks start to flush and I drag my arm across my mouth.

"I'm sorry, it's just the food smells and looks so good and well, you just look good as fuck." I ramble.

"Language darling, " He says. "Speaking of, I have some things we need to talk about and some rules we need to make clear if you want to get into this kind of relationship with me." I nod and finally take a seat at the bar stool next to the counter.

"Ok...then talk." I said to him impatiently.

"You're quite demanding for a soon-to-be sub. You'll need to fix that attitude first of all." He says firmly. I stare and that lets him know to keep going. "Second of all, no speaking about this to anyone, at all. I'll make an exception for Skylar because well...you're destined to tell her anyway. Cameron and Ethan already know but if they ask you about anything just say you'd rather not talk about it. I may invite Ethan in on some of our little adventures but only if you're comfortable with it." He pauses. "Any questions so far?"

I sit there in complete shock of what he said about Ethan. "So you would just invite your twin to join in on sex with your sub? Isn't that kinda weird and a little awkward?" I ask.

"Actually no not really. I've done it before where I've shared a girl with him. It wasn't exactly my sub per say but Ethan is respectful and knows to keep his hands off what's mine. We don't have sex with the girl at the same time either...unless they want that." He adds with a wink.

I sit there, processing everything, and then nod telling him to move on.

"Ok next rule is, this is strictly monogamous." I scoff, telling him it's ridiculous to think it wasn't.

"Last but certainly not least. You need to have a safe word. Any word at all you just need to remember it. If you are uncomfortable during our times together then you need to say it. Don't hesitate at all because I don't want you to get hurt. If you feel like it's going to fast then you can say your safe word. When you say your safe word we will stop immediately and discuss what made you say that and then I'll ask if you want to continue or stop. Any questions now?" I shake my head in reply.