Then give me your pain, Master. I can bear it as long as I know your lips will touch every mark when you're done, signing it as your work.

I can imagine you and us a million ways here, Thomas. I will make my home where you are, because you are my home. I don't know any way to say it any more clearly. So now the ball's in your court.

The sub has the upper hand in a true Master and sub relationship, Thomas. Always. I can possess you only as long as you want to belong to me.

It's never going to be that way with us. Anything you say "stop" about, I respect. No apologies, no guilt on your part, no feeling like you've disappointed me. I want you to feel comfortable saying it. You want to get out of here now?.

However cliché it sounds, my dear, you know and I know that a Master is cruel only in order to be kind. It's a very, very important rule