Princess °° Freddie Highmore [dd/lg]

prologue:

-- P R O L O G U E --

The concept of love is simple: You give some and then you receive. It's kind of like Christmas, although Christmas doesn't always give you multiple reasons for you to feel sad. For me, love has been a mystery. It always has been, and it always will be.

You see, I am in love with a man. A very big man who knows people in very high places. He towers over me with a seductive grin and playful touch, ready to pounce on me whenever he pleases, and whenever I decide to give in. This man has given me the privelage no one else has: To be a child. To be free in the comfort of my own skin.

My biggest fear? Is that what is lying before me will be destroyed. I am most certainly not perfect, and I pray that this man I have fallen head over heels for, will not break my heart. After losing everything, I cannot handle heartbreak -- it is too painful to endure.

He sits before me now, his hazel eyes adorned with patience. His hands rest underneath his chin as he waits for me to decide.

"We can attempt this arrangement for a month," he says lowly; sending a wave of goosebumps down my spine. "and if you don't like it then we can terminate it, and you can be free to go your separate way."

I look down at the contract resting in front of me, its bold black letters reading: DADDY DOM / BABY GIRL BDSM CONTRACT.

I've looked at this contract numerous times. I've read every word that is typed in this. And somehow, I've found myself becoming afraid of this arrangement. What if it turns to turnoil? What if I don't complete him?

Although I've circled everything the survey part of this contract has required me to answer, those beckoning thoughts have gone through my head.

I'm now at the end of this five page contract, right where his signature bleeds through the paper with a black pen. Now, what awaits is mine.

We have gone through this contract a thousand times. Each question thoroughly answered.

But why was it so difficult to pick up a pen, sign my name, and agree to the regulations?

"So, what's it going to be, princess?"

I gulp, and bring my hand to the paper.

If I was to keep this man in my life, I had to do this.

For the sake of our relationship.

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