#sub buck

Buck accidentally lets it slip that he slept with a guy once to Hen, who doesn’t say anything, though is surprised when he asks if she could come to his for a bit. She agrees and sits on the couch with him and a cup of tea. She asks the question that’s plaguing her most, “Buck… was it-… consensual?” He doesn’t answer straight away, pausing for a bit as if not sure what his answer is, “it was? At the start. I used to go to these clubs, these… BDSM clubs.” Hen fails to hide her shock but lets him continue, “I started off Domming but then I tried out being a sub and I loved it. It was just with woman at first but then there was this guy who seemed so smart and I figured, why not give it a shot?” Hen nods along, taking a sip as she processes his words. But then his look goes sour and she holds a hand out for him to take if he wants, which he does. “It was good, we discussed dos and donts before, which is always a good sign. But then the pain stuff got a bit too much, so I said my safe word and he… he ignored it.” Hen audibly gasps, not ever wanting to hear such a thing, let alone from her sweetheart of a friend. She never got into that kind of play but she learnt about it through the job and used safe words with her wife just as precaution. Buck starts to tear up, sniffling softly before continuing, “we continued, I was restrained so I couldn’t-yeah. I don’t remember much of it, I know I hated the spanking and tried to ignore it afterwards but the things he was saying… I never liked degrading, he did. After that I couldn’t be with men even if I wanted to, it just felt so wrong. Unsafe.” He collapses, falling into Hen’s arms who holds him tight and tells him he’s safe now. She holds him for a whole hour as he cries and if she has thoughts about finding that man and making him pay for hurting her baby boy, that’s only for her to know.