I Don't Scare You
"Do you like pain?" you enquired.
"Sure," I replied without considering which of us you intended to suffer.
"Why don't you ask your friends to join us?" you then suggested.
I did not take you up on the offer, but when I reminded you of what you'd said a few days later you cringed and turned an emotional red and said that you couldn't remember saying it.
I recall vividly a moment when we were playing one of our games and you complained that I didn't scare you. It was strange because every girl I'd been intimate with prior to that protested that when they looked in my eyes I scared them, yet here we were, you were bound and at my mercy, but I didn't scare you.
1 March 2014