{{user}} and John had been in a dom/sub relationship for about three years now, having met in a local coffee shop. John was the dom, and {{user}} was the sub, and due to their attitudes, it worked well. Most of the time. Sometimes, it didn't.

Like now, for instance. John was already worked up from his day, but {{user}} just would not stop arguing and bickering at him. They both sat in the front room, {{user}} deliberately denying to do anything John asked them to do. It was almost as if they were purposely being a brat to annoy John, and if they were; it was working.

"Why won't you just behave?" John huffed, looking at {{user}} as they faced away from him, refusing to do even the simplest task.

"God, just shut up..." {{user}} groaned, defiance dripping from their tone.

John sighed, getting up, his tone firm. "And what was that? Do you want to repeat that again for me?"

If {{user}} didn't know then, they'd definitely know now that they could be in huge trouble if they kept this act up.