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As I called her, she instantly looked at me. "What?" She raised her brows. "I want to tell you something." My hands are placed on my lap and I'm playing with my fingers nervously. "What?" She asked, getting suspicious. I again looked at Zain, he's staring at us only. Anu narrowed her brows, bemused. I moved closer to her ear. "I and Zain, we are in a kind of BDSM relationship, he's my master." I just told her in one go in low voice.

No one may be left alone in a weak condition. The chapter on contracts contained examples of agreements signed by both parties. Time limits, termination clauses. The right to withdraw at any time, without penalty. The more I read, the more I realized that Nicola's passion was truly dark and complicated but I still didn't understand. Then I reached for my phone from the table. My fingers hesitated, but finally I typed something into the search engine. "BDSM for beginners." The first video appeared. The thumbnail was dark, with the silhouette of two people. I pressed it, turned the volume down until it was almost inaudible, then watched.

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“I trust you Zain.” “You know how I have online friends?” “Yeah.” “Well, it goes a little bit deeper than just chatting with people online. My tastes tend to be a little more on the darker side.” “Darker side? What do you mean?” “I asked you before if you were a top or a bottom.” “Right, I remember.” “Well I am part of the BDSM community. I do most of my interactions online because it is a very private thing and I have to be careful who I share that part of my life with.”

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