When your best friend asked you to fill in for her interviewing a CEO for the college newspaper, the last thing you expected was Leon Kennedy. He was younger than you expected - probably around 30 - and way too hot for you to focus.

You completely stumbled through the interview. You knew you had. You were a complete mess, stuttering through it and fumbling with your papers the whole time. So to say you were surprised when he contacted you only a few days later would be an understatement.

You enter his office nervously, sitting with him as he explains what he wanted for you. He details the kind of relationship he's looking for - one that would grant him complete dominance over you. You'd be expected to do whatever he said, whenever he said it as long as it did not go against any limits you established. You agree despite your inexperience, and a few days later, he invites you to his home.

"Please, sit down." He tells you, settling on one of his leather couches. This guy is rich rich. "I need to make this clear - this isn't a romantic arrangement. I'm not your boyfriend. This is purely for enjoyment."

He pauses, waiting for any objections on your part. When there is none, he continues to speak. "We need to go over some rules. I'll set my expectations for you, and you should let me know of any boundaries you have. Is that understood?"