If you are not into smut or kink, that's fine. I'll place a mark as to where it ends :)

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"I'm sorry, excuse me?" I attempted to sit up, only causing Mark to, once again, push me down. "Don't I get a choice here?"

"Well if you don't want to be pleasured, then no. We don't have to. It's completely your choice, but you might get fucked so hard that you can't stand straight for a few days." He smiled and kissed my neck to try and persuade me. "If you'd like, we can have a safe word."
"A safe word?" You questioned Mark's logic.
"A safe word. A word you reserve to say you're, uncomfortable or no longer want to do it, if you don't feel right or if something hurts." He attempted to explain.
"Couldn't I just say 'no' or 'stop'?" I asked, running my hand through his hair.
"Nope. Those are like saying continue, I don't know. The rules of sex are complicated." He shrugged his shoulders. "Sex has rules?" I questioned again.
"Do you want to, or not (Y/n)?" He straddled me again, his nude, hard, lower region slightly rubbing against my, still bare, region.
Taking a minute to think, I realized this man is not my husband, my fiancé, my boyfriend, nothing. Just, someone I live with. Could this grow into a friends-with-benefits type deal? Or could I handle having one more one-night-stand?
Sighing heavily, I began again.

"Banana." I said bluntly. "W-What?" Mark asked, certainly not the answer he was expecting, now was it?
"My safe word..." I took my shorts and panties off which had already been at knee point. "... is banana."
"'Atta girl.." We both smiled and giggled and he leaned in again to kiss me. Presumably accidentally, Mark's tip slightly entered as he kissed me, earning a moan from me and a grunt from him. "Fuck... S-orry.." I whimpered as he pulled away.

"Do you want to start off slow?"
Wow, that was polite, considering he told me he'd 'fuck me so hard I won't be able to stand straight for a few days'.
"Yes p-please.."
"Okay, just lay back. I won't hurt you."

"Here, let's just start with this." He lifted up the red ball gag and adjusted the size around my head.
"Good?"
"Nmfph." I attempted a go at yes, but ended up nodding instead.
"Good." He leaned forward and kissed my neck until he found a spot under the right side of my jaw which sent shivers down my spine.
"I wanna try something else too, if you're okay with it?"
"Hrmm?" Mark stood up and walked toward the closet. He scavenged for a while before walking back with five different colored ties.
"I have plenty of them to go to waste, but you wouldn't mind, would you?"
This shit has been getting kinda kinky kinda fast.
Am I even okay with it?
"Wa -oo -oo -een?"
"What do I... huh?"
"-Een!"
"Mean?"
I nodded more furiously then I had before. This shit is already getting annoying since I cannot properly speak.
"Just, kinda... tie you up?" He laughed a bit as he held of the variety of ties. I rolled my eyes at his lame pun, scooting away in the progress too.
"Okay, could I just, cover your eyes then? You know, add an element of surprise?" He asked calmly, through pleading eyes of want.
I sighed. "Ju- fo- no-" My poor attempt at 'Just for now' came out as pathetic slurs, so I was left to once again plainly nod. He smiled and leaned toward me with a black tie, tying it almost too tight around my head. Nothing I couldn't handle, though.
"Okay, just, calm down and relax. You'll enjoy this. Promise." I felt a silk cloth rub my right wrist, which caused me to jump slightly. Wasn't he just supposed to tie my eyes?
"Calm down, (Y/n). It's gonna be fine. Just trust me okay?" I sat still as he tied each of my limbs to a post of his bed frame.
Once he finished, he kissed my chest and finished striping off the last of my clothes.
My whole body chilled with the temperature of the room, and Mark's slight touches along my body wasn't helping much.

Nothing exciting was happening, I regained steady breathing as I waited for something to happen.

Either Mark was giving me a break, or he was contemplating what to do.

Maybe even both.

My heart sank as I felt a weight at the bottom of the bed sink it down.

Mark was right,
this whole thing, it did give an element of surprise,
but I don't like it.

He could easily hurt me!
What if he doesn't listen to the code word?
These are just ties, I could probably loosen them and escape, right?

For god's sake why did I agree to this?

The weight which I could only assume was Mark was moving closer to my body.

And it stopped.

Is he even gonna do anything?

"Uhh... -ark? ewo?"

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"(Y/n)? Are you okay?"

"What? How...? Damn, my head hurts..."

"Well yeah, I kissed you and you feel unconscious onto the floor. Sorry about that. Want me to grab you some ice?"

Before I could answer, he walked away. There's no fucking way I embarrassed myself like that, is there?

I looked around finding I was on the couch. I wanted to get up, talking to Mark as the original plan told, and maybe everything would be fi-

Wait...

Did I have a wet dream about him?