Poison Ivy

My leg cross over the other as I slide the curtain closed. The white envelope just staring at me as I it. My finger trail down the outline where I place the pen ripping it open.

Comply and demand being the submissive to Andrew Dennis Biersack. Avery Kane Jones comply to the following rules and statements.

Huh? I scanned through the papers and my eyes grew wide as fear takes over my heart and soul.

Submissive? Is Andy a Dominant? Is he insane?

Rules:

The submissive Ivy Jones shall do as the Dominant demands.

The Dominant must be alert to what the submissive does when she is not with him. I scanned through the rules and my breath hitched. Is he kidding with me? Soft limits? Hard limits? Is he insane yet again? This is not happening.

I did not even bother to read the obligations to the 'Submissive' being me.

The last paper was the signing part. Looks like Andrew signed the thing already. So what does this mean? He does not believe in love?

No way in hell. I scoff silently placing the stack of papers back in the envelope pushing into my back pack.

I am not mental to sign this thing. Hell I don't even see him that way. I don't want to be his girlfriend led alone his freaking submissive!

No acts involving fire. Duh.

The thing that stood out the most was the 'play' segment. I must not play with myself? Really? Only him must satisfy my needs and I his. Crazy!

"Ivy?" I peek my head out of my bunk seeing Amanda waiving me to come to the living room.

I pulled on my socks and climb out of my bunk. "What's up?"

"Well. The rules you state-" the rules I state? Yes but now I have my own rules I have to follow. Not to mention someone else's. "I really like him."

I lean on the door jamb eyeing my best friend. "Huh? Sorry what did you say?"

"I like him." She grumbles biting the bottom of her ruby lip.

"Who? Christian?"

She nods. "Can you at least provoke it?"

"Amanda do what makes you happy." I sigh heavily not in the mood for this.

"Are you okay Ivy?"

How do I put this? A guy asked me on paper to be his slave. No its just the way I said it. There is not another way to mumble out that sentence. "I am tired."

"Is this about the college thing?" She inquires brushing her fringe back.

"I am sending in my application tomorrow. I am not sure if I will get in again but its worth a try. This," I wave my hands to and fro. "Its you. Not me. I deserve a chance of happiness."

"So what Ivy? Going to college marry a guy pop out a couple of rug rats be a lawyer. Living a happy apple pie life?"

"No not happy. Safe." Okay that made sense to me. But not to her.

"I have no idea what-"


"Just listen please Amanda. I am not a rocker but don't jump on the horse to quickly. Like I said I am not even sure I am going to get in."


So," she breaths. "Are we your alternate or is the alternate college thing?"

"I need a smoke." I grab my jacket from the sofa walking out.


The air was cold and foggy. I can feel my air freezing as I breath in the ice. The glove between my middle and ring finger reach to my mouth. The flame exposed its self from the lighter burning the glove red. My head cocked to one side seeing two people kissing and laughing their hands entwine with other whispering to each other sweet nothings. Is it possible to find love at warped tour?
"Ivy." My eyes closed instantly knowing that deep throat voice.

I twirl around to see the man who wants me to be his slave. "Your majesty." I bow.

"So you have read the contract." He mummers standing two feet away from me.

"I skimmed it." My attention was not at the dominant in front of me but the mid summer sky.

"Skimmed it." he mumbles like he is testing the words. "Did you sign it?"

"No." I spat out irrittably.

"You need to learn to respect me Ivy."

"I did not sign the thing so you," I wave my smoke in the air. "Have no control over me."

"if you don't sign it I won't be able to kiss you. Not Too touch you." He pulled his hand from his jean trailing his thumb down my arm. "But like I said. That won't stop me. See you tomorrow." He turns around and walked away. Oh god. kill me now

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