We were about a few blocks away from our destination when my Dom reached into the back seat, dug in his briefcase and pulled out some loose sheets of paper. He straightened the papers in his hand, while still maintaining control of the wheel. I watched closely as my Dom shuffled through the papers, making sure every page was there. My eyes concentrated on the words printed on the last page as my Dom handed me the seven page document.
"Read it," my Dom instructed.
I changed my position in my seat, inhaled slowly, and began skimming through the pages.
"I read it," I retorted with a girlish smile on my face.
My Dom shot me a poker face. "Read it again."
"Yes sir."
Even though I had already read through the contract and agreed to its terms, I guess it wouldn't hurt to go over it again. I skimmed through the contract paying close attention to the sections on "SUB'S ROLE" and "PUNISHMENT." My Dom interrupted me while I was reading,
"You need to make sure this is what you want. You have from now until we get to the park to give me an
answer."
My whole life flashed before my eyes. Then I imagined what my life would look like submitting to my Dom's every need and desire.
We reached the park near my house and my heart was beating a thousand beats per minute.
My Dom looked over at me and asked one last time,
"Are you sure this is what you want?"
I was confident in my decision and felt willing to explore the unknown. I've always daydreamed what it would be like to play the role of a submissive in bed, but I never would have imagined that I'd be signing a contract to live it 24/7. Just thinking about it made me wet. I looked over at my Dom to answer his question.
"Yes sir. This is what I want."
He reminded me once more... "Because once you sign it, things are gonna get more intense."
I paused.
"What do you mean by more intense?"
"You're gonna start doing as you're told. No more attitude when you don't get your way. Punishment is going to be more harsh and I need you to tell me what you're doing from the time you wake up to the time you go to sleep. Every hour of your day has to be accounted for."
My heart skipped a beat. I wasn't used to this. But in a strange way, it made me feel good inside to know that he cared and I was under his control.
"Ok. So do I just sign the last page?"
"Yes...Do you have a pen?"
"No sir." I shook my head. How in the world did he want me to sign a contract when he didn't even have a pen? I was tickled inside but kept a serious face.
My Dom searched through his briefcase and all around the back seat of his truck looking for a pen. I waited patiently in silence. I looked over at my Dom and noticed a black pen sitting on the floor only a few centimeters from his foot. The thought ran through my mind: If he finds the pen, then it was meant to be; but if he doesn't notice the pen, then it wasn't meant to be. My Dom turned around in his seat and peered down at the floor where the pen was waiting near his foot.
Damn, I thought to myself. I guess it was meant to be.
My Dom reached down, picked up the pen and handed it to me. I took the pen in my hand, removed the cap and flipped to the last page of the contract, then directed my attention towards my Dom.
"Are you gonna sign it too?"
"Yep."
I smiled and laid the contract flat on the arm rest of his truck. I couldn't think of any reason not to do it, so I proceeded to sign my name on the dotted line. Then I passed my Dom the pen so he could sign it.
He took the pen and scribbled his name on the paper.
"Is that your signature?"
"Yep," he said nonchalantly. "I sign documents all day at work."
"Ok," I said with a big smile spread across my face.
My Dom took the contract and slid it back into his briefcase then reached his hand down into my pants and rubbed his fingers gently over my clit.
"I see signing that contract made you moist." He tickled my treasure box for a quick second then removed his hand from my panties.
"Congratulations!" my Dom said wearing a wicked smile on his face.
I grinned. It felt like one of the happiest days in my life.
...to be continued (keep reading)
Copyright 2014 Danielle Leach All Rights Reserved
"Read it," my Dom instructed.
I changed my position in my seat, inhaled slowly, and began skimming through the pages.
"I read it," I retorted with a girlish smile on my face.
My Dom shot me a poker face. "Read it again."
"Yes sir."
Even though I had already read through the contract and agreed to its terms, I guess it wouldn't hurt to go over it again. I skimmed through the contract paying close attention to the sections on "SUB'S ROLE" and "PUNISHMENT." My Dom interrupted me while I was reading,
"You need to make sure this is what you want. You have from now until we get to the park to give me an
answer."
My whole life flashed before my eyes. Then I imagined what my life would look like submitting to my Dom's every need and desire.
We reached the park near my house and my heart was beating a thousand beats per minute.
My Dom looked over at me and asked one last time,
"Are you sure this is what you want?"
I was confident in my decision and felt willing to explore the unknown. I've always daydreamed what it would be like to play the role of a submissive in bed, but I never would have imagined that I'd be signing a contract to live it 24/7. Just thinking about it made me wet. I looked over at my Dom to answer his question.
"Yes sir. This is what I want."
He reminded me once more... "Because once you sign it, things are gonna get more intense."
I paused.
"What do you mean by more intense?"
"You're gonna start doing as you're told. No more attitude when you don't get your way. Punishment is going to be more harsh and I need you to tell me what you're doing from the time you wake up to the time you go to sleep. Every hour of your day has to be accounted for."
My heart skipped a beat. I wasn't used to this. But in a strange way, it made me feel good inside to know that he cared and I was under his control.
"Ok. So do I just sign the last page?"
"Yes...Do you have a pen?"
"No sir." I shook my head. How in the world did he want me to sign a contract when he didn't even have a pen? I was tickled inside but kept a serious face.
My Dom searched through his briefcase and all around the back seat of his truck looking for a pen. I waited patiently in silence. I looked over at my Dom and noticed a black pen sitting on the floor only a few centimeters from his foot. The thought ran through my mind: If he finds the pen, then it was meant to be; but if he doesn't notice the pen, then it wasn't meant to be. My Dom turned around in his seat and peered down at the floor where the pen was waiting near his foot.
Damn, I thought to myself. I guess it was meant to be.
My Dom reached down, picked up the pen and handed it to me. I took the pen in my hand, removed the cap and flipped to the last page of the contract, then directed my attention towards my Dom.
"Are you gonna sign it too?"
"Yep."
I smiled and laid the contract flat on the arm rest of his truck. I couldn't think of any reason not to do it, so I proceeded to sign my name on the dotted line. Then I passed my Dom the pen so he could sign it.
He took the pen and scribbled his name on the paper.
"Is that your signature?"
"Yep," he said nonchalantly. "I sign documents all day at work."
"Ok," I said with a big smile spread across my face.
My Dom took the contract and slid it back into his briefcase then reached his hand down into my pants and rubbed his fingers gently over my clit.
"I see signing that contract made you moist." He tickled my treasure box for a quick second then removed his hand from my panties.
"Congratulations!" my Dom said wearing a wicked smile on his face.
I grinned. It felt like one of the happiest days in my life.
...to be continued (keep reading)
Copyright 2014 Danielle Leach All Rights Reserved
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