<span style="font-style: italic">“I don’t want to be master and slave anymore. I am tired of being alone, I want to share my lifestyle with someone. I want someone to fuck me, and then want me to fuck them in return. I want to have sex and play for fun, not in some cold, wet basement. When you said you wanted to be my last master, which was when I knew you were the one beyond all the doubt I was placing in my head. My life about being a Master stop being for fun along time ago, all it was now is about control and making and breaking people. I whip to hurt, not pleasure, but something about doing it too you brought something out in me. You cared if I was hurt, you were worried about me."</span><br/><br/>Rimion did not want Max to stop talking, not until he was absolutely finished. This was exactly what he wanted to hear from the man. He listened to every word, committing it all to memory. And when he was truly finished, he reached out his left hand and Max's on his heart. "I want you to never forget every word of that spiel... Because I definitely won't." He said, giving Max a smile. "Let's go to my room and end the day together... How does that sound to you?" He soon planted another kiss on Max's lips, waiting for his answer.