Chapter 4
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"I'm doing this for you dad." I mumble to myself as I look at my appearance in the mirror. I'm dressed is a transparent black body hugging mid thigh length gown. It's feels like I'm not wearing any cloth, I don't know how long it will take for me to adapt to this lifestyle.
I breathe in and out, then tug on a pair of flipflop and move for his study. He's seated on his study swivel chair. He clears his throat after taking in my appearance and smile in satisfaction after accessing me.
"You are actually more obedient than I thought, it's good to see you in a dress I chose." He says and gesture for me to sit.
"Let me stand, thanks." I say politely.
"You wouldn't like to be punished, I am very sure of it." He threatens.
"You can't punish me, can you?" I ask and he laughs, before his normal hard expression is on again.
"Gabriella Amonte, I can punish you way beyond your imagination."
"You will beat me up? Lock me up in a room or better still cancel the contract." I say and he shakes his head.
"Don't be naive. I don't beat women, I can't lock you up, it's against rules and I can't cancel the contract, we both know how important your dad is to you. He's very important to you to the point of your giving me your body." He says and for some reasons I can't point out, I feel angry at his last words.
"Then, how do you want to punish me?" I ask.
"Gabriella, sit. I won't touch you until you re-read the contract and sign it, then my lawyer will be here after."
"Okay." I say and walk towards his desk. I sit right opposite him and he brings out a stapled paper.
"Here." He hands over the paper to me and I gulp as I receive it.
Clearing my throat, I close my eyes and open them again.
1. Honesty:- The Dom is to know everything about the sub, including emotional triggers, turn offs, past experience, health conditions and if comfortable, every move.
2. The Submissive must have a routine the check up - Mr Rucci set up third Wednesdays.
3. The submissive is to refrain from any other s****l relationship with anyone other than the Dominant.
4. The submissive is to wear only clothes accepted by the Dominant or chosen by the Dominant.
5. The submissive is to move in with the Dominant for the period of this contract.
6. The submissive must keep herself clean and well shaved.
7. The submissive is to obey the Dominant without rebelling in anyway.
8. The submissive isn't allowed to drink, smoke or take recreational drugs.
9. The submissive must take proper care of herself. She must sleep well, eat well and keep her body in a perfect condition.
10. The submissive is to keep the relationship between Dominant and the Submissive private.
11. The Submissive is to have a safe word, mostly just three colors. Red, yellow and green.
12. The Submissive must get on birth control precautions to avoid accidental pregnancy.
13. The Dominant will not use a condom at any point.
Hard Limits.
No talks during activity, the use of aggressive language is allowed.
Other limits, are to be discussed between the Dominant and the Submissive.
PS:- Any breech to the any of the contract rules will lead to the contract and money being cut or the Submissive will receive a punishment from the Dominant.
I read the contract and a frown creases its way to face.
"Why so many rules? It's only binding the sub too." I say and he frowns.
"Damon told you point blank that this is a b**m relationship, B-D-S-M! The Dominant is in control, don't tell me you haven't read about b**m before getting involved in it. How did you know what I meant by safe word if you didn't know?" He questions.
I read about it, but not all the details. I'm scared of backing out of the contract and I really need to do this for my dad.
*****
Nardo Rucci's Pov.
The pure innocence on her face, makes me want to let her go. But, another part of her innocence turns me on.
Her expression as she reads the contract deepens as she reads through and for my selfish interest, I hope she won't leave. She won't because she needs the money, but another part of me can't trust her about staying yet.
"Why so many rules? It's only binding the sub too." She says with a frown and I find myself returning her frowns more.
"Damon told you point blank that this is a b**m relationship, B-D-S-M! The Dominant is in control, don't tell me you haven't read about b**m before getting involved in it. How did you know what I meant by safe word if you didn't know?" I ask and she goes silent on me, before opening her mouth to speak.
"This is more like a contract s*x?" She asks and I find myself smirking at what she just called our relationship. A Contract s*x, perfect!
"You can call it that." I reply with nonchalance.
"The moving in with you part, doesn't it restrain me from going out?" She asks.
"No, you are free to go out. To see your dad, but you can't sleep out and I prefer you leave your acting career for this six months." I say and she looks at my eyes.
"What?! I can't quit that."
"You have to. Remember you're paid twenty times more than your the money the Agency has to offer you." I say and she nods.
"You may not know what it is, Mr Rucci, but people will spread rumors about me living with you. It is..." She trails off.
"If you are that uncomfortable, let's get married and then, we would sign a divorce paper after the six months." I say.
"What do you think marriage is? Mr Rucci, I will only marry for love and not based on a contract. You and I don't love each other, we are together for our individual benefit." She says.
"The only way to kill the rumors is to get married to me. People won't spread rumors about you going into your husband's house." I say and I watch her expression soften.
"Right." She murmurs and I smile in satisfaction.
"Please know that I do not love and I will never be able to reciprocate any affection you have towards me. This is strictly a contract s*x and marriage." I say and she nods.
"The room you... Um... Is that room your red room?" She stutters as she asks.
"No."
"Can I see it now?" She asks.
"Sign the contract first, remember you can still leave after seeing the red room." I say and she takes a pen from my desk and sign in the provided space.
I collect the contract papers from her and place it in a file, before leading her out.
The cloth I chose for her is hugging her curves right and I want to bend her over and f**k her ass, but I restrain myself.
I take out the key to the red room and open it. She walks in before me and gasp.
"What's this, this and that? Is that a candle? You will be using a knife?" She asks.
"That's an arm binder, an anal hook, ball gag, bondage bed, bondage cuffs, bondage tape, bondage yoke, ropes, cables, n****e clamps, flogger, blindfolds, vibrator, spanking paddle and yes, it's a candle and that's a knife, but it's not meant to stab you." I say, pointing to all as I mention their names.
"Interesting." Is all she says.
Interesting?!
"Do you want to quit?" I ask her.
"No, I would love to start with that." She points to the suspension bondage and I smirk.
"Do you know what it is?"
"No, but how will I know how it feels and what it is if I don't try?" She asks and I nod.
"Don't ask me to stop, except if I cross your limits. You can use your safe word, if you want me to stop." I say.
"Okay?"
I take the knife which looks sharp as it and she gulps.
"I'm not killing you." I say with a smirk and she nods.
"What..."
I cut her off when I move the knife to the cloth she's wearing and rip it off.
"Only call me sir!"
- Writer
