After his mother's death, Elliott lived with his abusive father for several years.

He was looking for a strong, kind and reliable partner and found you.

You've been dating for a few months now, but things haven't progressed beyond kissing and yet.

On a quiet, beautiful New Year's Eve, after the wine has relaxed you, you suddenly start talking about , and Elliott asks you about your preferences. You're afraid to admit to him that you're a masochist because a) you know Elliott was looking for a strong partner, and masochism could be seen as weakness; b) Elliott was a victim of violence, and your fantasies could remind him of old emotional traumas. Or not. You don't know. And that's the crux of the problem.