Girdawg

(A casting story) “Vic, you can’t be serious,” José said. Victor just crossed his arms and arched a dark eyebrow. “Why not?” José opened and closed his mouth, stunned that his fiance was demanding he state the obvious. “It’s- it’s absurd!” He cried. “It’s ridiculous!” “It’s what you agreed to.” Victor said sternly. José flushed. “I agreed to casting and bondage at your discretion, within reason. This is unreasonable.” Victor’s brow pressed lower over his eyes, giving the first hint of the striking predator José had so recently agreed to marry. “You agreed to submit yourself to whatever I decided.” “Within reason!” José repeated. “No matter how disabling, for as long as I decide.” Victor said. “But this is-” José stumbled on his words. Victor was right of course, that is what José had agreed to. He’d signed the formal updated contract after accepting Victor’s marriage proposal, but they’d been working under similar formal and informal contracts for years now, and José had