You are not to hide yourself from me. In any way, shape, or form. This includes physically and mentally.
No lying, and I will never lie to you.
No masturbating, Angel. Not even to images of me, unless I am watching. Unless I order it.
Your body is mine to claim wherever, whenever, and however I want to claim it. When I want to fuck you, I will fuck you.
Eyes on me. Always.
Communication is key, Angel.
You are not to cover that beautiful necklace up. It’s proof of who you belong to. Even if they don’t know who put it there, they will know a claim has been made.
I understand this rule will take time, which I am willing to give if you prove that you are trying to overcome it. You will not feel shame for what you like. You are not broken. You are not sick or a freak. Everyone has a dark secret, Angel, this is yours.
I keep telling you that you are mine. In the same respect, Angel, I am yours. Mind, body, and spirit. No one in this world owns me butyou.
Lastly, for now, is this; there is a word, Angel. A word you are allowed to use if you think I’m pushing you too far. This is important, and I need you to understand itverycarefully. If ever you feel like it’s too much, like what I’m doing is too much, all you must say is Eleven.