Coming back to the end [COMPLETED]

Part 4

 Slave? She was his slave? I wonder what her pain limit was. A million thoughts roamed through my mind. Should I? Or should I not?

 It was very risky to take an unknown girl without any background information about her previous experience. I could break her. And taking into mind the fact that she was really quiet, she probably learned to suppress her emotions and handle all that was coming at her. That was not what I wanted.

 I turned on my heels and looked at her tiny body. Long but thin legs, small breasts according to what I took a glimpse of yesterday at night. Blonde hair with natural curls ended on her shoulders. She was the opposite of my likings. The only part that I really was fascinated with, was her eyes. Those green like-a-freshly-cut-grass eyes.

 "I am not looking for a maid. As you can see there's no one here and there's a reason for it. But I was going to find a submissive for myself. If you like, and I empathize "like" that kind of life, I can give it a try with you." I moved closer to her and toucher her jaw with my fingers. Brushing them all the way to her chin I gently but with a firm grip turned her head to me.

 "I don't know whether you were trained or not and how you are at it but I can give it a shot. Let's say for a month," looking into her eyes I saw fear but there was also something else. Was it relief?

 "Don't be scared. I won't hurt you. Well not until you want me to. We can sign a short-term contract and establish all the ground rules. I know it may sound like a new prison for you running from one man and landing onto another. But believe me, I've heard about Eric's methods and I am not a sadist. My goal is to give you pleasure through pain, to test your limits, and to push you to them. But I would never do stuff without your consent and clear permission. It's the only thing I can propose to you." I finally said all that I wanted and released her chin making one step back.

 "You have time till tomorrow morning. If you agree to my conditions, I expect you on your knees near the dining table with prepared breakfast on it" and then I turned on my heels pushing my hands in the pockets, and strolled to my room.

  I didn't know if what I was doing was right. Hell, I even didn't want to live that kind of lifestyle but I thought my exhaustion took a toll on me. I decided to loosen up a bit.

 I woke up at 5 AM. Of course, if you can call it waking up. I almost haven't slept because of all the nightmares that were a regular thing for me. I went to my study and prepared a contract I had as an example but with some edits on terms.

 That girl didn't get my motto running but at least I would get my free time occupied. She sure had some good skills in submission but I would need a lot of time to get used to her. Never in my whole life, I thought I would end in this kind of relationship.

 After I left Chicago I went manwhoring for a couple of months with Chris until one day I ended up at the Chains and found somewhat of relief there. Inflicting pain and receiving pleasure sure did a good job to numb my own pain. Not that it went forgotten in full.

 After a year of training and becoming a good Dom I came to a conclusion that no matter what I did I still longed for her.

 I never allowed women to sleep in my own bed or stay till morning for a post-sex-breakfast routine. It was more of a security issue, one time I was so fucked up with whiskey, that a girl stayed the night. In the morning her naked body in only my T-shirt was standing near the kitchen counter making coffee. My mind went recalling the morning where I used to sit in the kitchen with Emily. We were discussing the news all around the globe while she was making coffee with cinnamon and going crazy about all the nicknames I gave her. It was our time. The only time we were together alone and bonding. I saw red the moment the one-night-stander asked me how I liked my coffee.

 I threw the girl out of my apartment without any clothes and went to destroy the kitchen. Cups and glasses flew around me like in slow motion while my heart was jumping out of my chest recalling Emily's sexy groan when the cup with hot liquid touched her lips. I lost it. I went drinking for a week after that until Chris brought me back to reality.

 She was never mine but it felt like she would always be the only one. It took all my willpower not to answer her calls the first few months after I arrived in California. If I was the type, I would cry my eyes out sitting in front of the TV with romantic shit movies. Receiving all those sad messages from her about being missed killed me every time. I have no idea what happened and why she stopped reaching out to me but when it stopped I felt the void absorb me. And with that state, I lived till my current days.

 Exhaling a sharp breath I looked at the clock, 7 AM. Have I just had sat here for two hours mooring my shitty life?

 I took the contract from the table and went to the living room. I had my doubts about her agreeing to my proposition because who the fuck knows what hell she's been through?

 Entering the dining area Nancy was kneeling near the table. She was naked, her head was lowered and her hands were behind her back in a lock. Her posture was showing discomfort and fear. My eyes roamed her body but there was no excitement. She looked like a shell of a person. Looking at her body I could say that she hasn't had a proper diet. Her skin was pale almost greyish. She had some scars on her breasts and stomach. Her skin and scars were not attractive at all. She had a rather medium bush in her pubis region which I didn't prefer in women. From the red circles peaking from under her knees, I knew she was kneeling for a while now. It should arouse a Dom to see a Sub presenting her but I was repelled. It was anything but a good presentation. Her back wasn't straight and her legs were touching each other tightly so as her elbows were glued to her ribs.

 I sighed and moved closer to her seeing how her body tensed each step I made. I took the chair out of the table and placed it in front of her. Making myself comfortable with my elbows on my knees, I took in the whole picture. She was trembling like a leaf, goosebumps covered her flesh.

 "I am not pleased with your posture Nancy," I said sternly and saw her froze. "It's a bad habit to start the Dom/Sub relationship with a punishment, you know," I added, placing a contract on the table.

 There was no response. She just remained in her frozen state.

 "You can speak Nancy; we haven't signed anything yet," I said trying to comfort her a little.

 Again no response. NowI was becoming pissed.

 "You can stand up and sit. I need you to read carefully the contract and fill it in before I change up my mind about you" I hissed at her. I couldn't pull anything from her.

 Finally, she stood up but still with her head hung low. She sat on the chair and took a contract in her small thin hands.

 I had some spare time today before work so I just sat and waited for her to end her task while I ate the delicious omelet she made.

 After a while, she gave me the papers back and whispered a thank you.

 "You can clean the table while I read it and then we will discuss every chapter together. Is this okay with you?" I looked at her but of course, her eyes were on her toes.

 Nod. It was all I got from her before she stood up and hurriedly started to clean the table.

 Well, let's see what I will have to work with.

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