"No Limits"

Your breath catches with anticipation. Carrie's glace falls away from yours. She bites down on her lower lips. You even see some of her red lipstick stain her tooth.

"No limits." She says, breathless.

"No limits?"

"Wherever he wants it to go. Whatever he wants it to be, I'll do it." She says the words with a powerful conviction.

"At first I was doing it for you. A fun game to tease you. But, as the days have gone on, I've gotten more into it too. I want to see where it leads."

"It's... it's not just about fucking him. It's about this feeling of slipping. Every time he tells me to do something, hell every time he rejects me, it's like I have a little less ground to stand on. He has his talons in me, and I want to see how deep they can go."

"That's why no limits?" You say, equally breathless, as if you're riding the same wave that she is. "So you'd feel like you're in his power?"

"If I can say no, then I'm not really his. It's just a silly little game we're playing that ends when I say that two letter word. If there's no limits, then it's real. He can do whatever he wants with me, and I have to just let him fucking do it. Isn't that what it means to be his?"

You both sit in silence, barely touching your food. You wonder what no limits implies. Does that mean he might make you two stop having sex? That he might do something truly insane like making her go off birth control? And yet...he hadn't even fucked her. Maybe no limits wouldn't even go anywhere.

Knowing David, it would probably be pretty degrading. He'd treat her like something between a maid and a blow up doll and use her until she was broken. Fuck. That word. Broken. What if he broke her? That would be terrible. And hot...

The truth was, you just didn't know. This was terra incognita and you were walking into the unknown. Though, at least you and Carrie were doing it together.

"Is it weird that I find that hot?" You say.

She gives you a long, loving kiss. And when it breaks, she's flashing a mischievous little grin.

"Super weird."