Louis
"So you aren't a real Dom?" I asked.
"Well, I'm not sure..." He scratched his head.
"So I don't have to treat you like a Dom?"
"No, not in this house."
None of this made any sense to me. I looked around for cameras to see if this is some sort of test, but there weren't any.
"You're really important to us. They thought that once you had a Dom, you'd be completely safe, but that wasn't the case."
He looked pretty serious. He took his sunglasses off and kept talking, "I can't tell you everything, but you just have to be a good actor, and so do I."
"Is t-this all real? Are you just testing me or something?" I stuttered.
"Look, there are people out to get you, Louis. Just know you're very important. Okay? I can't tell you much right now, but my job is to protect you. And I can only do that if I pretend to be your Dom."
"So you won't actually be my Dom? We're just like... pretending?" I asked, carefully. He nodded his head, "I am a dominant person. I just won't be your Dom. Unless you want me... well we have things to do."
I nodded my head. I could do it. I guess running away wasn't an option, if he was telling the truth.
*Re-Written*
