Learn the Rules of Engagement

With equal parts nervousness and trepidation, Ella practically ran to do as Alex told her. And without much preamble, Ella was clean and ready for Alex to have her wicked way wither her... with an audience that averaged one to two thousand people per stream. Alex was very popular to say the least.

So Ella sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the immaculate streaming equipment set up around the room. A computer that would make gamers cream their pants to see hooked up toa plethora of other tech. Microphones around the room, cameras set at differant angles for whatever look Alex was going for and master command board to control what was showing at any particular time. It was as proffesional a setup could possibly be for one person to control, impressive wouldn't cover the work put into it.

The door brought Ella's attention to Alex as she walked into the room with a small bag in hand. She was wearing an oversized button-down shirt that did things for Ella's masturabation fantasies, and Ella's core clenched with need as Alex came to sit beside her on the bed and cupped her face reverently. "Are you ready for me, baby?"

"Fuck, yes."

Alex nodded, "Good, but there's just a couple things to go over before we start." Ella almost whined.

"Like what?"

"Safety words, babe. I'm going to be doing some kinky shit to you with an audience, and if you don't like what I'm doing or need me to slow down, I need some clear signals aside from 'stop' and 'wait'. Cause I'm not going to stop for stuff like that. Only your safe words will make me do that. Do you understand?"

Ella could see the seriousness of Alex's words so she nodded and paid attention, "Alright, so we're going with an easy system babe: Red, Yellow, Green. Red, that's it, stop. Doesn't matter what's going on, the stream shuts off and I do what you say to make you feel safe again. Yellow, means slowdown, you're not sure you like where it's going and I mute the stream to discuss what's good and what's not, and we don't forward after that until you say Green. Green, means that you are okay to keep going and that you still feel safe, I will ask you every so often what color you are at. And anything other than Green halts things until you tell me Green. Do you understand all of that?"

Ella would have laughed if Alex didn't looked so serious, "It seems like a lot of precaution, Alex." Alex just shook her head though.

"No such thing as too much precaution with this. I did it with every girl beofre you too, anyone who for some reason couldn't agree to it, or I thought couldn't take it seriously never made it into this room. I'm the dominant one here, yeah. But, you as the submissive should literally have all the power. If a Dom ever ignored a Sub's safe word and I found out..." Alex shook her head, "let's just say that they'd learn firsthand what it feels like to be trapped without a means to get free."

"Jesus, Alex."

Alex just shrugged, "Dom's and Sub's are meant to be able to trust each other. It's one of the reason's I get off so much on it. A Sub is putting their life in my hands and the high of having that control over someone else is intense, and so is knowing that they trust me enough to even think of doing it. Think about it, Ella. You're about to put your life in my hands. I can do anything I want to you... unless you tell me to stop. Doesn't the thought make you tremble with desire? The idea that one word would put me at your beck and call, wait at your feet until you felt the purest safety that another person could give to you, tell me that doesn't make you fucking drip with lust."

Ella looked Alex in the eye for a bit before she realized she was panting at the words, and that she'd already ruined her panties just siting there listening to Alex describe this new relationship.

It was beyond beautiful.

"So I'll ask you again, my gorgeous sex ****, do you understand the rules. And are you ready for me to continue ruining you for anyone but me?"