Private Life (Justin Bieber)

Chapter 8

I put the contract under the pillow and rested my head on it. Holy shit! My head is screamed. What did you get yourself into?!  Pushing me to my limits? I don't know what limits I have. I have to give him all my possessions to him, I have to obey his every command. Obey? He's making me sound like a dog. I ran my fingers through my hair. I shake my head in disbelief. 

4 months.

I will belong to him for 4 months until the contract is ended. 

4 months, that is a very long time. I will never have time for myself, well except when I'm on my period or when I'm shopping. But even when I'm shopping he still has control over me.

Last night was amazing I will admit that, but is this something I want to keep going for 4 months? 

I mean Justin has a body of a sex god but do I want all the handcuffs, whips, ropes, and punishment. Well, as long as I am a good girl I won't be punished. I'll get nothing but pleasure. You seriously can't be considering this?  My thoughts screamed. 

Well, I already agreed to this, I signed the contract. Daddy always told me I should read before I sign, but everything sounded so good. But it looks so horrid on paper. I covered my face with my hands. I walked to my mirror and stared at myself. Maybe I should do this? You lived an ordinary life for too long it's time to spice it up.

Maybe I should do this. 

No, you shouldn't. 

Ugh, it felt like I had a demon and an angel on my shoulder telling me to chose a side. 

It's time for a change in your life...You need to spread your wings and fly. Forget about everybody else for a second and just think about yourself. 

The demon was right, I need to think about myself right now. And myself is thinking I should do this. But first I have some questions.

I grabbed my phone and called Justin. "I guess you have read the contract." "Yes I've read it and I have some questions." "Well please ask away." I knew he was smirking from the tone of his voice. 

"Not over the phone, in person. I'll come by tomorrow after work."

"Fine by me, see you then," Justin said before hanging up.

I threw my phone on the bed and grabbed my laptop. I should do some more research, so I can know exactly what I'm getting myself into. I opened the laptop and opened Google. I typed in the word BDSM and thousands of links popped up. And of course, the first link was Wikipedia. I clicked on it I read the first sentence. 

"BDSM is a variety of erotic practices involving dominance and submission, role-playing, restraint, and other interpersonal dynamics." I clicked on the word role-playing which opened another page. I scrolled down to where it said "example of scenarios."

There was a lot. Doctor/nurse, executive/secretary, oh and my favorite, Dom/Sub. Note the sarcasm. I scrolled down a little more and one scenario interests me. Teacher/student. That should be fun. "Anastasia?" I quickly closed my laptop and looked at Maria. 

"Yeah, Maria." 

"Can I borrow the car?" 

"For what?" I asked. 

"To go hang out with some friends," she answered looking at the ground. She was lying, when she lies she doesn't look at me. 

"You're lying what's the real reason."

"Okay I kinda got invited to a college party and I really want to go." 

"No, you're not going," I said. "Why not?!" she yelled. "Cause you're 17. I'm not going to send you to a party filled with a bunch of drunken idiots."