I read the contract a thousand times, his eyes never moving from me. It feels like we'd been sitting at the coffee table in my shitty flat for nearly an eternity.
_____ agrees to submit fully to Alistair Quinn in order to fulfil his desires to the best of her ability.
The safeword in order to stop a scene will be "Elementary", upon hearing this word the dom shall stop the scene immediatly and provide aftercare and support to his submissive.
Hard Limits.
• Anal Fisting
• Vaginal Fisting
• Watersports
• Beastiality
...
These were just a few things, the contract itself was pages long.
"Is there a problem?" He asks, taking a long sip from the mug in his hand.
"No, I just want to make sure I know what I'm agreeing to." I look up at him, he was still looking at me with dark blue orbs and a grin on his lips.
"Come on B, you know what it is, you know what it's about. You're just going to be taking part in it."
"As your submissive." He nods and my eyes fall to the contract once more.
I pick up the pen, twidling it between my fingers for a moment before placing the nib on the dotted line and signing my life away. For the next three months anyway.
Alistair places his cup on the table and retrives the box he had placed in the kitchen when I invited him in. He lays the box on the table before me.
He doesn't sit back down and instead leans against the back of the couch.
The box was black, decorated with a blue ribbon that tied into a bow on the top.
As I lift the lid the first thing I notice is the plush interior, the box was made for this purpose.
The collar he had chosen for me was plain black, it had a small bow on the front with a little bell that jingles as he picks it up.
I lift my blue tendrils of hair and he fastens the collar around my throat, using the ribbon from the box to tie the d-rings at the back.
This was to be my consideration collar. While I had just signed a contract to be his submissive he needed to know what sort of sub I was going to be and if I was going to follow his order with as little or as much trainig as he was willing to give.
"I know it's a lot B but trust me I know you'll enjoy it. Now get your things ready. I'll go start the car."
I nod and he kisses my forehead.
It was strange to see how far we had come, we hadn't been dating beforehand and we technically still weren't. Alistair wasn't my boyfriend, he was my dominant.
However it had been stated in the contract that my body would remain exclusive to him unless otdered otherwise.
The door clicks shut behind him and I walk to my bedroom, grabbing my bag from by the door.
I pause in front of the mirror and look at myself and the collar.
Prominent collarbones poked through the black tank top and framed the collar beautifully and I couldn't help but smile a little to myself.
I couldn't help but be filled with excitement and curiosity.
The bag didn't carry much but I didn't need to take a lot. We had agreed that I wouldn't move in completely but instead stay there a few nights a week for training. Alistairs place was quieter and a whole lot more private tban the apartment building I was living in.
I took one final look at the collar and headed towards the door, locking it behind me.
The bell jingles with every step I take down the hall.
YOU ARE READING
On Your Knees
Romance"You can't be serious! In front of all these people?" "You know the safeword B, use it and we'll go. But if you don't, you bend over and we put on a good show. "
