Even if it's just for this weekend.

The words hurt more than they should, but I push past the pain to focus on what he's offering.

Complete surrender. Complete ownership. Everything I've secretly wanted but been too afraid to ask for.

"What do I need to do?" I ask.

"First, we establish boundaries. Hard limits—things you absolutely won't do. Soft limits—things you're nervous about but willing to try. And a safe word. Red means stop everything immediately. Yellow means slow down or check in. Green means keep going. Understand?"

I nod. "I understand."

"Good. So tell me: hard limits. What's completely off the table?"

I think about it. "Anything involving...