Jenna: "OK. That's a good idea. I wasn't aware that you had a room."

Dean: "Of course I have a room, beautiful. It's a very special room that only a handful of people have been in. Hell, even Justice isn't allowed in there and she has run of the house. Certain things I don't need her dog hair all over ya know."

He smiles that smirk and I about hold my breath with anticipation. There's a 15 year old girl inside my mind going "Oh my God. Can you believe this is happening to us? Dean Ambrose has an inner Christian Grey. This is awesome." As long as she doesn't squeal in my ear I'm all right. I mean, I expected a tour of his house really. He'd show me the pool or the Jacuzzi or show off how many bedrooms are in this room or how he converted some rooms into game rooms and things like that. I never in a million years expected to be having a serious discussion about hard limits and special rooms he only takes a few people into. Hell, we all know Dean Ambrose gives off a very dominating vibe and that take charge tone he gets to his voice is enough to make anyone submit.

Dean: "Are you familiar with the sub/dom relationship and what it in tales?"

Jenna: "Yes. I am familiar with the literary interpretation. I've never been in a sub/dom relationship. I know dominant people with strong personalities, but not quite like this."

Dean: "Yeah. The books only cover half of what goes on in these rooms. The only way to know this experience is to have it for yourself and I am willing to give you the experience if you are willing to accept it."

Jenna: "I am willing to accept the experience, but what are the rules that go along with this? In the books he had rules she followed and things she had to do in order to be up for the part."

Dean: "If you read it, you should probably do it. You have to be physically up for this and work outs help you get your strength up so your stamina stays up. I am a younger guy and my stamina and strength are higher because I am a pro wrestler. Now, I don't expect you to start taking expert level Cross fit classes and hang from the chandelier right now. If you can do basic yoga, you can handle most of the low level stuff I do in here. The idea is to ease into it and flexibility helps you out in the long run. You personally should take vitamins and do what you need to do keep yourself healthy and keep your immune system up. I can help you with nutrition and getting into shape if you want. I have access to the gym and personal trainers if you want one. It's your choice and you can go as often as you like, but you have to do some kind of gym work. I don't want to wear you out or physically hurt you from doing something you can't handle cuz you're not in the proper physical shape for it. I also don't want you spending the other 300 days I am on the road laid up in the bed because I wore you out and you just don't have the energy or strength to do every- day human stuff you did before Jonathan Good came into your life."

Jenna: "I get that and I am in good physical condition. I actually do have a gym membership and I've taken yoga classes and palates and I got pretty good at the moves. I take vitamins and I take good physical and mental care of myself. My energy level is pretty high for a lady of my age."

Dean: "That's good. Keep doing that and everything will be just fine. There may be some personal non-gym related exercising you may consider to keep her in good shape too."

Jenna: "Her? There's another woman with us?"

I look around and give him that same playful smirk he loves to smile at me. He puts his hand between my legs like I truly belong to him and I haven't even said "yes" yet.

Dean: "This is the only other woman I will ever touch. This belongs to me now. There will be no other men touching this. There will be no fucking other men and I'm refusing to share you with anyone else. Are we clear?"

Jenna: "Crystal. Just as long as you know that goes for you too. No fucking other women and no touching other women. I refuse to share you either. If this is yours then that is mine."

I grab him with everything that I am and he sucks in his breath at the force behind my grab. He looked half surprised that I would have that much strength in my hands.

Dean: "You and I are going to get along just fine, Jenna. Now, behind these doors there are no TVs, no computers, no cellphones and no windows or doors other than the entrance. There is no going back once you cross the threshold and the door is locked behind you. You are all mine in here and I am free to do whatever I want with you as long as it doesn't cross your limits and answering my control with control of your own goes out the window too. It's my room and my rules and you follow every one of them or there are consequences. The only acceptable response once you cross that threshold is "Yes sir. Anything you want or say." The free will stays at the front room. Now, I will give you bathroom breaks if you need them. Again, this is about fun and not torture. If something is too tight or uncomfortable, you are allowed to tell me. If anything feels less the pleasurable to you, you can drop the safe word and I am off of it."

Jenna: "OK. I've come up with "popcorn". There's no reason I should say "popcorn" in there unless I am compromised."

Dean: "Popcorn it is. I will listen for "popcorn". Are you ready for me to bare my soul to you?"

Jenna: "Wow. Bare your soul huh."

Dean: "All outside rules don't apply in here. We aren't the older man and the younger woman. We're just wildly fucking and exploring the possibilities."

Jenna: "When you say it like that it sounds beautiful. I've already chosen to be yours."

Dean: "No final answers yet. I will leave the door open while I am giving you the tour because you still may freak out and bolt for the front door thinking I am a psycho lunatic who needs to be put in a hospital rather than the fun one you love."

He takes out a single key on a black leather cord and unlocks the door and my eyes about bug out of my head at some of the crazy looking contraptions in his red room. It's not even red. It's just normal like any other room in the house except for the stuff in it of course.

Jenna: "Holy shit. What the hell is half of this stuff?"

Dean: "Well, you won't be interested in the left side of the room. All those chains and different little things hanging from the ceiling have to do with suspension and you say you won't do body suspension."

Jenna: "People hang from that stuff on purpose and fuck?"

Dean: "Like monkeys in the jungle."