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"It's just a... rush... like, a jolt of adrenaline... energy... like a high..." Janet watched Lori try to properly explain the s****l tension that finally hit its limits between her and Aubrey. Her eyes closed and she dragged her words out, she almost sounded dizzy, woozy as she began to think about him aggressively touching her, grabbing her. "Hmmm... so that's why people take cocaine..." She said looking off into space, her words mumbled as her chin rested against the palm of her hand and her elbow propped up on her desk. Lori leaned back in her chair and crossed one leg over the other. For Lori it was her drug, her little addiction, she had spent the rest of the week thinking about his hands and his voice, how big he was compared to her, the way he smelled. "So if you do sign this contract, what's going to happen to this work relationship y'all got now? It's a partnership with him now. I'm sure it's something up there at RGE that doesn't allow that..." she questioned, arching her right eyebrow, she c****d her head at her friend. "I don't know... I brought it up when he first gave me the contract but he was unbothered by the question and simply told me ... who's gone fire me?" Janet's eyes widened, she smirked in shock. "b***h. A energy. A vibe. A mood I can get in to!" She snapped her fingers twice and leaned back. Lori shook her head and laughed, she looked down at her thighs, the same thighs that Aubrey made himself comfortable between to properly and promptly tell her about her self, she took a deep breath. "So you really going to sign it! Really going to put your name on the line... 10 weeks..." Janet's words pulled Lori's mind back into the walls of her office. "Uh, Yeah... I'm going to talk to him about the time limit...but yeah..." "Shit...he add about three more months, you can sign a lease" "Janet!" Lori rolled her eyes. "You bold, girl." Janet shook her head. "You're the one that left me at his restaurant with me! What happened to 'you're going to get to know him!' Huh? You remember that!?" Janet quickly closed her eyes and furiously shook her head from side to side. "I didn't do that, I didn't do that, I don't remember that!" "Oh so how convenient that you don't remember now." "Well hell, Lori! I didn't know the man was gone tie you up on the weekends and demand he goes to the dermatologist with you! s**t! I was just tryna set a nice lil surprise date up... lil arrangement... I didn't know the man was going to give you an ACTUAL arrangement! Janet said defending herself, Lori laughed dropping her head into her hands. "Whatever happened to edible arrangements!? Nobody does those anymore?... I didn't know he would have a s*x dungeon in his basement!" Lori chuckled. "He doesn't have a s*x dungeon in his basement." "How do you know? Have you been to his house!?" "No Janet, I haven't." She replied back pressing her lips together. "Well then!" Lori shook her head and smiled, she leaned forward and reached for the black folder and stood up. "Where you going!?" Lori smirked and tucked the folder under her arm. "I have some business to take care of before I leave." "Like work business or that business?..." Janet pointed at the folder. "This business." She moved her arm. "What are you going to do?" "Oh, Nothing." She gave Janet a coy smile and turned around. She pushed open the doors of Janet's office and paced over to hers. Lori rounded her desk and quickly sat down grabbing a pen from her desk. She flipped open the folder and continued where she left off on last Saturday, filling out information and adding her own stipulation, she rolled over to her computer and began searching her files, clicking filled her office fold by the sound of her personal print adding to the noise, she grabbed the finished contract and began the process of scanning and making copies of the contract, every single sheet she neatly placed on top of the glass, one by one. She grabbed all papers and neatly lined them up, both contracts were identical, she placed the copy in a white folder, keeping the papers lined up in the sleeve, then placed the other set of papers she printed in the other sleeve, she smirked and looked down at the now new contact. Lori was now very much aware of the kind of person and Dom Aubrey was, she got it, he was still very much clueless about the kind of person and sub she was. She had seen a flip in Aubrey, he was a light switch, he had displayed a weakness to her a weakness that he didn't display to his other subs. He had shown her the kind of behavior that made him go completely dark, that made him pull back all emotions when met with it face to face. "You didn't greet me." Lori said stopping directly in front of him, she was given instructions to meet him at his home outside the city, but was not greeted by him as usual. Aubrey had made her come to him, she had run his niceness dry. "I didn't." He selectively answered. She chewed the inside of her cheek, she began to second guess her decision, his demeanor with her hadn't changed, he was calm, a neutral expression on his face but he was still very cold, his words were selective, he was now the way he would be to her as if he was her Dom, as if she signed the contract, as if she was living with him on her select days. "My contract." He asked looking at the folder in her arms. "Yes." "Good Girl. Let's go discuss it." He pushed himself from the wall and began walking down the long hall. She followed behind him trailing slowly as she looked around the large home, admiring it. Based off what she knew about Aubrey it was exactly what she expected. It was perfect, literally, everything in design was lined up, even, expensive, custom and his meticulousness caused it to be that way. There was a masculine aroma throughout the mansion, a mixture of red sandalwood and vanilla. "Keep up." He ordered her, listening to the sound her heels made and how slowly they clicked behind him, he could tell she was admiring every single detail and design as she walked. She looked up as he held a door open for her to walk through. "After you." She hesitated, looking in through the door, then stepped forward, it was a study, an office, the use of marble and granite was nonexistent, it was now leather and wood, some glossed over some matte, some dark and some light, the clicking of her heels were muffled by the short dark carpet. "Your home is beautiful." "Thank you. He nodded and walked to the front of his desk pulling one of the two chairs away and placing it across the room under a smaller single desk, he then placed the chair he left behind lining it to the center of his desk. "Sit, there'll be time to show you around later." He said confidently. He then walked around, pulled his chair out, unbuttoned the two buttons of his suit jacket, and sat down. She turned on her heels then walked to take her seat. "I came to talk about the contract like you told me to." She chose her words carefully trying to get that rise out him she usually did. She was let down. He reached out his hand for the folder, instead, she pulled the hidden white folder from in front of it and handed it to him, he frowned. "What is this?" "The contract. It's the exact copy of this one." She placed the black folder on her side of the desk and opened it. "There were a few things we need to discuss before I sign it." Aubrey placed the white folder down and opened it, he frowned but remained quiet. "You can see that I did sign your NDA, I will assure you that no one will hear and or know about the arrangement you offered me or anything that went on between us. Even if tonight does not work out." He slowly raised his eyes to her. "Thank you." "The first thing I wanted to ask you, is this your standard contract? Is this the contract you offer all your potential subs?" "No." "What's different?" "A lot." "Why?" "It has to do with your celibacy." "Why?" "The first contract I offer to a potential sub is not monthly based. I prefer to utilize weeks with newbies. I do not need three or four months to figure out if I like something or not. After two interactions in a session, I know whether or not she can be of use to me. I specifically offered you 8 weeks, because seeing that you haven't been played with in quite some time it will take me longer to train you than usual and after I train you I want to make sure I get the pleasure of properly enjoying you." "You said your subs only have one day of the week with you, why the only day?" "Because the time away makes them fien for me." "Why are you offering me three days then?" "Because that's what I want." She nodded and smirked, Aubrey, noticed and frowned. "In your contract, it says I'll be in your home and in your condo? Do your subs usually stay in your home during the duration of their contract?" Aubrey very slightly tilted his head to the side, her questions were abnormal and he knew it, he was mentally trying to figure out why she was asking these questions specifically. Most sub only cared about what he would be doing to them sexually, if they were new to the lifestyle or had very vague thoughts of it, questions were more of what positions he would have them in, how long would a session last, would it hurt, what toys would be used. They were usually too blinded by s*x to think of anything else. "No, each of my subs have their own room at my condo. I train them there and do everything else there. There is no reason for them to be in my home." "Why will I be in both?" "Because I said so." He quickly and calmly said back to her. Lori eyed him for a split second until the look in his eyes forced her to look back down at the contract, she had easily lost another staring contest, she ran her tongue in between her lips dampening them. "The next thing I wanted to talk about was my name. I am not comfortable being referred to as sub, submissive, or little." She kept her head and eyes down not wanting to see his facial expression. "You can see the list of names I'm willing to accept being called next to the first paragraph." Aubrey looked down at the shortlist of jotted names. "Continue." "If you turn the next two pages, my period. I am more than willing to give you every bit of the information you asked for and will do. However, if I am on my period during the three days I am with you then there will be no s****l intercourse of any kind. You also will not punish me for the natural occurrence of my body or the lack of interest to suck your dick." "Continue." His voice was deeper causing her to look up, yet his face was still unreadable. "I am fully aware that you will be entertaining your other subs while with me, I am perfectly fine with that. However, if I call on you in a time of need, it does not have to be sexually or financially, I expect you to stop what you are doing with whatever sub you're with and take care of me the way you say throughout your contract. You specifically note that I am to call on you in any time of need, mentally, physically, and or emotionally." She looked up at him, matching her eyes with his, his breathing was deep, his nostrils slightly flared listening as she demanded things, maneuvered her way around and through his contract to benefit her in any and every way. She was easily using his words against him, reading between the lines. "If I belong to you, then I trust you, and I trust you to take care of me the way I should be." Aubrey was paying less attention to the contract and more attention to her staring at her, he didn't need to look at it anymore, he had paid more than enough attention to connect the dots, her questions, the questions she decided to discuss, her decision to make her notes next to the topic and instead of in the area he provided, he could have cut her off any moment but was more interested in hearing her unusual demands. "My collar..." she decided to continue without him saying so, his teeth clenched as he noticed it. "I will happily wear one at all times when I am with you. I will not, however, wear one in public when I am with you or not with you. My collar will be worn in the privacy of us and us only. Because of my line of work I bump into many of my clients, I have several meetings a day and attend public events. If you can find something to your liking that is not the resemblance of a collar and is small as well as acceptable in social settings I will happily wear that at all times when I am in public with and or without you." The stiffness Lori always brought on was quickly overpowering him, that look in her eyes was back and was more powerful than he ever experienced it to be, her demands were given to him in a way of no compromise, granted she didn't have many changes, not many at all, it was the weight and power in which she decided to make them, it was bringing him to a breaking point, he was growing impatient. "Lastly, my punishments will be of your choosing, but burning, cutting, and or placing me in a cage will not be on that list to choose from." She continued looking down flipping through the pages then stopped when she found what she was looking for. "I placed my initials next to all the things I enjoy, the ones not initialed I will not try what so ever, the ones circled are ones I'm willing to try at least once if I don't like it I do not need to try it again a different way. I do not two sessions to figure out if I like something or not." She said looking directly into his eyes, she could physically see his jaw twitching even his beard couldn't hide the how hard he clenched his jaw. "My NDA, it needs your signature." She said calmly and confidently as she pulled it from her folder and placed it in front of him. He looked down at the paper realizing it was an exact copy of his NDA she simply made alters switching their names. She gave his words back to him in her favor once again knowing his NDA was nothing to be played around with. There was a wonder how Aubrey was keeping his cool on the surface, his breathing was a growl, any more pressure on his teeth they'd shatter, his collar to his dress shirt had grown so tight it could leave a mark. He remained silent and pulled a pen from the drawer in his desk and neatly placed his whole name across the bold line and handed it to Lori. She smiled and placed it into her folder. "After you." He said slowly giving her the pen. "You don't want to talk about the changes I made?..." She asked sounding confused. She looked at the pen then back up at him. "No need, I agree to them." He replied back maliciously. "After. You." He growled lowly he looked her in the eyes after responding the way he did and whether she knew it or not she had gotten small all over again, she frowned looking at him, he began smirking, reason being, he was watching her shrink in front of him as he held the pen for her, the confidence she had left her body again all from his simple and calm response. She hesitated, then reached for the pen, her mouth had gone completely dry her chest tightened as she placed the tip of the pen to the bold line. Loops and curves formed out her first name, she hesitated again to finish, she took a deep breath in and finished the rest of her name, then handed the pen back to Aubrey. He then placed his name on the copy given to him. They swapped documents and continued filling their names at the bottom. "Come here." He ordered, she stood up, he leaned back in his chair exposing his lap. "Sit" she complied but held her hands interlocked with one another. He reached down and grabbed both her wrists with one hand and squeezed. "Based on your questions and changes I understand the kind of sub you are and you will not be a brat with me. Do you understand?" "Yes, sir." "You will not display bratty like behavior with me in attempts to get your way. Do you understand?" "Yes, sir." She said tightening up. With every order and question, he applied more pressure around her wrists. "You will not use your power or lack thereof in calling upon me during the other days of the week in attempts to satisfy your need for my attention at all times. Do you understand?" "Yes, sir. "I am not a switch. You will not get me to switch. You hold no power with me nor will you. Do you. Understand?" "Yes, sir." He let go of her wrists, she quickly grabbed them in opposite hands rubbing them as blood slowly began to bring color back to the white imprint his fingers left behind. That same hand traveled to her chest he very slowly trailed it to her throat and lightly grabbed it, Lori took a deep breath and swallowed, she could slightly feel the palm of his hand as she swallowed he watched her reaction as he then slowly continued moving his hand to the back of her head and slid his fingers into her hair. He smiled every time he touched her he learned more and more about her, she was doing horrible at concealing her reaction to him, he pulled her head down and pressed his lips to hers then pulled away. It was short, too short for her. She breathed out her eyes were low, she was back to being woozy, dizzy, a small dose of adrenaline coursed through her body. Not knowing what he was going to do to her pushed her into more lust.
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