Oneshots (18+)

Limits

AN - this ones being solely written on my phone. Ignore the mistakes. I'll probably go back and edit them later. Lol.

⚠️⚠️Warning⚠️⚠️

BDSM scene involving water play, edging, and knife play. Read at your own risk.

"As we discussed, this contract will represent a formal binding of our arrangement." I say as I slide the leather bound book across the table toward the woman currently seated across from me. I watch as her clasped hands nervously twist in her lap, her eyes glued to the book now sitting in front of her. She makes no move to reach for it.

I clear my throat, leaning forward to place my palms flat on the hard surface. At the sound, her eyes snap up to meet mine. I arch a brow slightly at the deer-in-headlights look she's currently wearing.

"My portions of the contract are already filled out. Our arrangement, as previously agreed upon, will last three months. At that time, we will re-evaluate, and we can either extend the contract or dissolve it. Though we did not discuss this portion, I have also added a clause that this contract can be dissolved at any point, by any party, if the terms can not or will not be met." I state. I watch as she swallows hard, nodding in acknowledgment of my words. I smirk.

"Since you have not yet signed, you are not bound by my rules. However, if you are going to sign, I will expect you to use your words going forward." I say sternly.

"Yes, Tori." She whispers softly. I nod in satisfaction.

"Good. Would you like to go over my terms together, or would you like to read through and fill it out by yourself?" I ask, softening my tone.

"Would you... stay with me while I read in case I have any questions?" She asks hesitantly.

"Of course. Would you like a drink?" I ask as I rise from the table. She shakes her head in decline, and I raise my eyebrow slightly. I watch in satisfaction as a blush begins to darken the base of her neck, slowly creeping up to tint the alabaster skin. She clears her throat and sits up slightly.

"No, thank you." She says before reaching out to pull the contract book closer and opening to the first page, her eyes widening at the ornate document already filled out with our names and ready to sign. I smile to myself as I move to pour myself a drink.

I hear the turning of pages as I put the bottle back in the cabinet, turning just in time to see her scanning over my list of rules. I watch as her eyes widen slightly as she reads, my fingers playing gently over the rim of the glass resting on the countertop.

Her eyes scan the words on the page, and I bite back a groan when I see her bare legs cross, squeezing together as she subconsciously reacts to the list of punishments I've laid out. I fight back the urge to fidget as I wait for her to get to the one I know might be pushing her limits.

All of a sudden, her eyes widen, and her jaw drops. She lets the contract book fall to the table as her eyes snap up to look at me. I purposely cock my head to the side in question.

"You want me to watch as you fuck someone else?"

"These rules are not set in stone. If need be, we can adjust them based on what your limits are." I say gently. It's a standard punishment in my contracts, usually there to test boundaries. I don't actually have any desire to touch anyone else. Not when she has consumed my every thought for the better part of the last five months. She looks up at me questioningly before picking the contract back up and opening to where she left off.

"The section for you to list your limits starts on the next page. There are 6 pages of pre-filled in likes and dislikes. I have purposely not filled anything out on this list as I wanted you to answer as honestly as possible. I know how strong your desire is to... please... me." I pause as the blush on her neck reaches up to her cheeks before continuing. "I did not want that desire to influence your limits in any way."