Free Faithfully (Club Decadence) by Maddie Taylor Page A

in cases of imminent danger or if laws were going to be broken.  Some of it read like their DD rules, but most of it read like hardcore, 24/7 slave ownership to him. 
    “This is well thought out .  Where did you get it?”
    “I printed it out from Melissa’s computer.  She has America Online and you can find just about anything online.  It’s just a template.  We can change anything we want.  I typed it up on our word processor, so we can mark it up and I can reprint it.”
    “Are you sure you want this, babe ? It says here you will not be able to say no to me.”
    “I know.  Part of what got me so excited about the Goreans is that they weren’t able to say no.  They were there to please their masters and…” She paused when she saw the frown on his face.  “You think it’s stupid, don’t you?  Well, it was just a silly fantasy.”  She tried to pull the papers from his hands but he wouldn’t let go.
    “No Joanna. I don’t think it’s stupid or silly and I’ll thank you not to put words in my mouth.  I do however have a few questions.  You know I experimented with bondage before we met and went to some clubs in Europe.  I was pretty kinky and sowed a lot of wild oats back then, but…"  He looked at the paper in his hand.  "A lot of our choices are already not mainstream, especially in this day and age.  We have already done a number of kinky things and I think our sex life is great as it is.  So my question is why this and why now?”
    Tears filled her eyes; he obviously thought she was weird or maybe even disgusting.  “I should have kept this stupid idea to myself.  I’m embarrassed.”
    “Joanna Davis !  Stop it right now.  I told you that I didn’t think this was stupid and if you keep saying it I’ll take you over my knee and christen this new bench right here.  I’m just trying to understand what you are asking for.  This says pleasure slave but the contract is more extreme. So are you looking to be my sex slave only, or are you asking for more?  Like full time, 24/7 ownership?”
    “My goodness, I want to submit to you but I don’t want to be treated like your… property.  I was hoping we could do this on a limited basis, here in the bedroom.   We do fine outside with our domestic discipline, don’t we?  I just want to be able to uh…” Still embarrassed, she paused.  How could she explain that she wanted to give up all control to him in the bedroom?  “I’m not sure of the words, but pleasure slave keeps coming to mind.  Would you want that, for me to be your pleasure slave in the bedroom?”
    “Hell yes , I have those fantasies too, baby.  But I have to admit I’m relieved. I like your independence and I really didn’t want to pick out your clothes or tell you when to pee.”  She giggled at that and he returned her smile.  “Now that that’s cleared up, stay here for a second in the kneeling position.  I’ve got to get something.” 
    He got up from the bench and went to her dresser and started rummaging around for something.  “I believe your eyes are supposed to be on the floor in the Nadu position, correct?”
    “Sorry, Master.”   Although her curiosity was killing her she dropped her gaze to the floor. 
    He returned in a moment and sat.  Pulling her between his spread knees he ordered, “Open your eyes, pretty slave girl.”
    She did and saw him holding up a velvet choker that she used to wear with a cameo back in the 70’s. 
    “This is your temporary collar, slave.  Whenever you are wearing it, you will surrender yourself to me.  That means here in the bedroom, in the living room, if we travel away from home, and if we go back to a club to play.  This will be a symbol of my sexual ownership of you and your subservience to me.  Lift your hair so I may put on your collar, slave.  I believe I’ll start your training tonight.”
    H is words made her heart race and her breathing quickened and become shallow with her