I never thought I'd find someone who could handle my darkest desires, but then I met Jason. He was the perfect target - smart, handsome, and confident. But what happened next was unexpected. After a night of teasing and torment, he came back for more. And not just once, but again and again. I thought I'd broken him, but it turned out he was broken in just the right way. Now, a year later, I'm still in control, and he's still by my side, begging for more. But what does it say about us, that our love is built on suffering and desire?