I'm going to do my best to make this short: 
 If I never read another story about 2 19-year-olds who want to play Dom/sub without having any clue what they're doing and only having one other pair with dubious training/background in BDSM to guide them, it'll be too soon. Even with dramatic plots, I read to be entertained. There was no entertainment value for me here because I loathed at least some aspect of nearly every single scene. 
 I have never read a more self-loathing, confidence-lacking sub who is so naive as to believe that being walked over by his 'owner' is the only way this sort of relationship can work, which in some ways is then reinforced by the other, "more experienced" sub he befriends. To make matters worse, the story is told entirely from his point of view. I can only take so much internal monologue of self-deprecation, low self-esteem, and hero-worship, and this story crossed the threshold within the first couple of chapters. Petey's overly descriptive and repetitive internal monologues drove me nuts. 
 [EDIT: I just found out that the story was originally released a chapter at a time, so the repetition was to help keep the reader up to speed with the story during its original release schedule. While this is a perfectly valid explanation that I accept, reading it all in one go was pure torture. Sorry.] 
 Nor have I read a more selfish 'Dom' who thinks that because puppyboy doesn't know any better than to put up with it, he's allowed to do whatever the hell he likes with whomever (safe sex be damned, by the way) by right of "I'm in control, and it doesn't matter what you think". I was pretty much disgusted by their "relationship" the entire way through the story - to face such ignorant 'protagonists'. The last few chapters that attempted to make the case for their relationship were too little, too late. 
 That said, I am sad to think that this premise could actually happen, and probably has. I know people like these two exist, so it's inevitable that eventually they hook up with each other, like monkeys writing Shakespeare on typewriters. 
 I don't really fault the plot, the characters, or the author for the fact that I just don't like the concept at all. I understand perfectly well that this is a valid type of D/s relationship, but I have no desire to read about it. I know this time that it's just me. That doesn't change the fact that the whole story turned me off. I am not interested in reading the sequels. 
 This one gets the dubious distinction of being my very first 1-star rating on GR.