ic achievements. Skipping the master's program, she became the youngest fully-funded PhD student, studying under an advisor renowned

ved a conservative education about sex. She had never encountered a

erview, he chose her despite knowing that her

rely, "You're a girl with a strong curiosity, and you're brave and persistent

she might have had more options. But her father had passed away early, and her mother had worked hard to raise her. To attend colle

h field was one she found hard to understand, she bravely set out on her jo

he relationship between contemporary BD/SM practices and anxiety relief. Lyla buried herself in an overwhel

xiety was about to r

ogy PhD student. Jessica was dressed in a sequined tank top and a mini leather skirt, her face perfectly

ou sick?" sh

"It's just that I have to present my research topic to my

ing out a tissue and a lipstick. She wrote a web address on the tissue with the lipstick and handed it to Lyla. "

I think I can find someone to interview there.

at I meant was... you should actually meet s

criminal psychology doesn't mean they need to commit crimes. Likewise

g the relationship between BD/SM and anxiety relief, right? If you don't

hless, biting her l

shoulder again. "Come on, cheer up! Don't push your

to her dorm. As she changed clothes, she realized she was still tightly clutching the tissue

ation was because, deep down, she didn't believe BD/SM could relieve anxiety. How could she

seemingly conservative and introverted nature, sh

she opened her computer a

ing users to register before accessing the forums. Lyla clicked

f twelve times for his research on near-death experiences. By choosing this name, Lyla w

rkness, symbolizing her shame regarding t

er, would one day become the name of a $100 million academic building. Such casual

assumed she should pretend to be a Sub rather than a Dom, since trying to act like a c

ds popped up on the screen, making her hastily add, "NO S/EX!" Still

utton. She didn't dare look at the successfully posted message and quickl

er his lap, s/panking her hard. His face was unclear, but his outline was strikingly handsome. He was stern, and his ha

shame lingered into the

BD/SM forum page the night before. At that moment, a message notification popped up i

miss. You deserve

never been criticized like this. Remembering the dream from the night before, she felt b

iac. It's none o

nnoticed post suddenly popular. The message noti

Master-you've g

me your Dom, or...

ze to Shadow Master

t also piqued her curiosity about this Shadow Master. She o

e BD/SM community. Despite not having posted a sin

a large, long-fingered hand resting on his knee, holding a

he felt some disdain and muttered, "Psychologically speaking, people often flaunt what they la

opped up in the corner of the screen

ave you seen eno