Warning, this story will contain consensual but rough BDSM, and elements of power and submissiveness that might be a bit too much for some readers to handle, so trigger warning. This story is also told in the readers point of view, putting you in the story. Steve Rogers has been on the run for a year. He has started to get very disgruntled about how he has been treated. He had never thought about doing anything bad, he always had to be "Captain America", an overly noble guy that didn't like when people swore and was always doing the "right" thing, an example to all. He didn't want to be that person anymore - living a nomadic life has made him a little bit feral, and it was starting to become an inch that he needed to scratch. It isn't until he sees a girl, a simple girl living in Oakley, Utah where he is hiding out. She seemed gentle and kind - working as a vet, and living alone. For reason's he couldn't figure out he was going to introduce himself to her, but not as Captain America, but someone else.