It always went like this. You're Dom. Your partner's Sub. Doms give orders and Subs execute them in exchange for praises and rewards. The last few days were hell. Your throat was burning from throwing up. You were frustrated. Something was wrong. Just as you turn away from the bucket you just threw up in you see a woman smirking at you. "You're a sub ain't cha~?" You were mad. How could she say that?! You grabbed her shirt but a sudden word came out of her mouth "Stay." You froze...