A/N: Yes, it's true, this story contains bondage and Dominant/submissive sexual dynamics, so if that offends you, DO NOT READ THIS STORY! However, there's more to it than just that, so if you like Daniel/Vala romance along with some R-rated activity, please feel free to give it a chance!
Timeline fudging: while I love the Ori as baddies on the show, they're a pain to fit into a fanfic, so this story is a bit AU. The beginning of Season 9 went pretty much the same and the Ori are lurking around, but not as an overwhelming death threat. So no 'Beachhead', no Vala missing-in-action for half a year, no Adria, no Ori armada. Vala's been around the whole time and we pick up the action a couple months after 'Memento Mori.'
Posting schedule: the story is basically written through to the end, but I will be editing and hope to post a chapter every 2 to 3 days.
Rating: I'm unclear on exactly how 'Mature' is too mature for FanFic-dot-net, so I'll be tailoring this towards a medium R-rating.
Lastly: if anyone thinks I'm crossing the line into 'too mature,' please message me and give me a chance to correct the problem before reporting me to the ff-powers-that-be. My only goal here is to tell a fun story for an adult audience, not to intentionally offend people.
Now on to a short Prologue, then the first chapter soon to follow!
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Prologue: Domme Vala:
Daniel knew it had been a mistake to have reacted to Vala's swat on his butt that day in his office, but that wasn't really under his control, now was it?
However, it was definitely a mistake today to have allowed her to come over to his house, and that had absolutely been under his control.
Now here he was stark naked on the floor of his own living room, effectively immobilized, the bane of his existence standing over him with a smirk on those...lips. Those wide, generous...gorgeous lips-
Nope. No way. Not going there. He wasn't falling for her or her crazy ideas. He was going to get out of this situation. This...awkward, humiliating, insane...situation.
He blinked at the rug and the toes of Vala's black stiletto-heeled shoes one inch from his face.
"Comfortable, darling?"
Damn it. How was he getting out of this?
tbc