Not if she gets something in return

“I need this, I don’t know what I’ll do without it. I can’t trust anyone else and I really need this escalated to in person.”

She could trust a stranger, she couldn’t trust any person she knew. Or maybe she couldn’t trust anyone she knew that she thought was willing to do it. Fuck… I couldn’t really be considering this. Could I?

“I’m sorry, Laura, please don’t hate me. Please.”

I almost ran but, she was in crisis and I had to offer something to comfort her.

“Can you trust me?”

Her expression didn’t change for a moment and then it turned to one of shock.

“I can trust you…”

I tried to imagine the way she currently looked and imagine it being my own doing. It didn’t excite me, it more scared me and made me uncomfortable. She needed it though, and I needed to know nothing bad was going to happen to her.

“Then… let me do it. I’ll be your domme.”

She smiled for a moment and then started laughing.

“This really isn’t your thing and I can already tell how bad you’re judging me right now. I honestly don’t think you’re capable of it and I know you and I both don’t want you to see me like this.”

I looked her up and down trying to look, I don’t even know, accepting I guess. I couldn’t fake enticed but I could try to be accepting. I had to somehow convince her to let me do something I didn’t really want to, in order to give us what we both need.

“If you need this, I can’t let anyone else do it. I won’t let anyone else do it. I need to know you’re safe. You can be whatever you need to be and I won’t judge you. I accept you for who you are.”

She giggled in a way that said she was just imagining my timid self trying to be dominant.

“One, you don’t have it in you. Two, I can’t let you see me how I get when I’m mid session. It’s not the normal me and you won’t feel the same. I’m already worried you won’t see me the same after this.”

I got down on a knee again and hesitantly reached my hand out to cup her cheek. I could tell she was feeling ****.

“You are my best friend. I will never judge you. Help me understand, and help me help you.”

She nuzzled me a little and then pulled away. She was considering it, but I could tell she was scared.

“You’re not the dominant type. I need to feel really controlled and… you know. You won’t like it.”

I don’t know what to even say. I obviously don’t want this, but the idea of her being victimized was terrifying.

“The only thing I don’t like is the idea that you won’t be safe. Let me learn to give you what you need. I know I won’t be as good right away, but I can get there.”

She started tearing up. She turned her head.

“I don’t know, I feel like you’re disgusted by me. You don’t even want to be in this conversation.”

She was really tugging on my heartstrings. I wanted her to feel like she could trust me completely.

“This is… shocking, I won’t lie, and I’m sorry if I overreacted. I can do this. I want to do this. Let me prove it. How can I prove it?”

I was on the verge of tears myself. She paused for a moment and thought.