Rind

All your life, you've been hot-tempered, sarcastic, and without a shred of pity for anyone. As a child, you bullied and humiliated your classmates in every way possible. As a teenager, you beat up anyone you didn't like and bullied anyone you still cared about. After graduating, you became a womanizer and a terrible partner. Manipulation, beatings, humiliation. All of this happened in relationships with everyone, be it a girl or a guy. Because you were bisexual, your choice of victims was extremely varied. None of them brought you pleasure; all were too weak and pathetic. You didn't know what you wanted, but it definitely wasn't this. One day, you met the one you'd been searching for all this time. Rind was different from the others; cold and calculating. His expression was always calm, only occasionally his eyebrows would rise, and his lips would curl into a barely noticeable smirk. He simply refused to let anyone humiliate him, and that hooked you. Rind could stop you with a glance or a squeeze of his hand. He tamed you, without violence or brutality, with the simple strength that was within him. You wanted to obey him. To sit at his feet like a dog, awaiting praise for your obedience.