Saints Row The Third Safeword Novels & Stories

“If I go too far...if the pain becomes too much or the line is crossed, you need to have a word. One word that stops everything immediately.” Olivia swallowed hard as the idea both scared her and comforted her. “Like what kind of word?” “Something you wouldn’t normally say in the heat of the moment. Something that can’t be mistaken for begging.” He leaned closer as his eyes locked on hers. “Red. That will be your safe word. If you ever say it, I will stop. No questions. Understood?” She nodded slowly. “Yes.” “Say it back to me,” he ordered. “If I say red, you will stop.”

“Nodding won’t cut it. Say what you want or we can stop right now.” “Yes,” I whispered, my cheeks heating. “Yes, what?” Ryan prodded. “Yes, I want to play with you,” I answered boldly, looking him in the eyes. “Good girl!” Reegan praised. “But before we go further, you need to choose a safe word. Do you know what a safe word is used for?” “Yes, I know.” I replied with a scowl. I’m not that sheltered. His signature arrogant smirk was his only response. “Silver. I choose silver as my safe word.”

"So did you guys ever get a chance to talk about what my wife asked for us?" Kelly smiled and winked at Duncan. "About us becoming your masters and you having to do everything we say like good little slaves?" She saw Zeke turn and smile at his wife. "So is that a yes?" he asked with a knowing smile. She grinned and nodded as she shifted to look in the back seat at them. "First, we've got some rules, before we completely agree," Kelly said. They both nodded. "Let's hear it." "1: The safe word is "Red." If you hear the safe word during any of our fun-times, whatever you're doing at the time stops immediately. This is for both of us. Any member of our little sub-group here can use it."

When he returned, something soft brushed against my face. "I'm going to blindfold you," Isaiah said quietly. "And then I'm going to touch you. But you won't know where or how until I do it. Your job is to guess what part of me is touching you. Can you do that?" "Yes," I breathed. The silk settled over my eyes, blocking out all light. He tied it securely but not too tight, and suddenly, my world narrowed to just sensation and sound. "The safe word is 'red,'" Isaiah said. "Say it, and everything stops immediately. Understood?"

"No unusual network traffic." "No intercepted communications." "No unidentified drones." "No attempts to breach the security system." "No suspicious activity." Raphael folded his arms. "I almost miss having someone to punch." Alex glanced sideways. "You just enjoy violence." Raphael shrugged unapologetically. "I enjoy winning." Silence settled over the room again. Only the low hum of dozens of computers filled the air. Finally, Raphael's expression became more serious. He looked toward Sergio. "Sergio..." "You need to relax." "There are no enemies left."

"But before we take this any further, there's something you gotta remember." I stared back at him, my brain tripping to put it all together. "What?" "Your safe word," he reminded me, his eyes so intrusive. "Red. Say it any time, and this stops. You understand?" I swallowed hard and tried to focus, but the intensity of his gaze, the mere presence of him, made it almost impossible. I wanted to ask him more, to sort out what exactly he had planned, but instead, what managed to egress my lips was the words, "Just open the damn door."

Chapter 29: I Have Always Used Condom Baron “Now about safe words, you already know what they are, right?” I asked. “Yes, sir. Logan and Chidi told me about them. If you don't mind, I would like to go for the most current ones. Red to stop and yellow to slow down.” Jasper said with assurance. “They are your choice and I will respect them. I supposed you have gathered what they fully imply?” “I believe so.”

I replied. "Good. Tell us what your safe word is." "Red, Sir." "Good," Kevin said once more. "She's all yours, Trev. I'll just be upstairs, so if you need to use your safe word just yell it really loud and I'll be down here in two seconds." It took me only a half a second to realize that if he could hear me yell my safe word, he would more than likely be able to hear everything else I might yell. "Strip."

I set the mug down. “We need a safe word,” I say suddenly. His eyebrow arches. “For what?” “For this thing.” I gesture between us. “Whatever this is. The rules are cracking. We both know it. So if we are going to break them, we do it with control.” He leans forward, elbows on the marble. “Safe word,” he repeats, voice like gravel. “Yes.” He thinks for a second. “Rose.” I laugh (short, bitter). “Of course.” He doesn’t smile.

"When we're done with you, I'm afraid we'll have to wash your entire bed because of how soaked everything is about to get." I wanted to answer but Raul breathed against me again and dragged his tongue slowly and lightly over my pussy lips. Only enough friction to tease, but not enough to get me anywhere close. "If you think we're going too far, I want you to say your safe word," Jesse whispered in my ear. Safe word? I gasped as Raul licked me again, his tongue swirling around in gentle circles. "What's that?" I whimpered. Tyler chuckled. "Just tell any of us heel boy."