Beasts and Burdens

The contract

RIVER

Heather went over every single sentence, no letter; or every word. While I appreciated how thorough she was I was also bored off my furry ass. I knew I needed to pay attention, that having a contract was actually something quite interesting, and one I had never encountered; yet my mind kept wandering back to her. The sway of her hips, long, wavy silver hair; and bright violet eyes. Filled to the brim with cunning and intelligence, a woman who was made to lead. I felt so drawn to the mystery that was Winter, it was hard to focus on the legal drivel Heather was droning on about.

“Listen,” I began, “not to be rude, but can we just summarize the important bits?” She raised her eyebrows at me and cleared her throat.

“Ok, to summarize this essentially outlines the expectations of your relationship. It holds her accountable to provide for you while you are with her, for her to treat you in a non-abusive manner, that your relationship includes bringing her to orgasm weekly, and then when asked to you will accompany her to professional or personal errands/functions.” She cleared her throat and flipped to the last page, handing me a pen to sign on the dotted line.

“So, I am essentially a glorified s*x slave who is going to be treated well and provided for? In recompense I am expected to be in her bed once a week and attend things with her at her request?” I was trying not to laugh, while I appreciated the contract I knew how to read between the lines. Winter was not trying to hide her intentions one bit, and I decided that tonight I would take care of my once a week obligation.

“I mean, those are your words not mine.” Heather stated, tapping her finger on the line for me to sign.

“And if I don’t sign? Let’s not pretend that she wouldn’t own me either way.” I said, curious as to why when she had bought and paid for me.

“She won’t touch you without consent. And she wants you to know that you won’t be harmed or mistreated while under her care. She feels it’s important for you to know her expectations in black and white.”

“And you don’t get much more black and white than a piece of paper.” I grumbled, and began to sign my name.

“Well, if it helps you, River,” Heather said, a slight smile curling her lips, “everyone gets a contract, but yours is the first I have had to revise.”

“And what did you revise?”

“I lessened the amount of times orgasm is expected, as well as added the part about accompanying her to various places.” I c****d my head, so she lessened the amount of times she wanted my body, yet raised the amount of time I was to spend with her. This seemed like potential trickery, as maybe my time spent with her would result in s*x, if she wanted it I would have no choice.

“In addition, you are the first one who has ever asked not to sign it. Most are thrilled to be with her, as she doesn’t often take a lover.”

“Really?” I asked, not sure I believed her.

“This may shock you but no. She is focused on work and her people, but the way she made me change your contract makes me think that she sees something in you that she wants to keep. Don’t look at me like that, I cannot and will not tell you anything more. That information is for Winter to share. Just appreciate that you could do much worse than being one of the dragon queen's toys.” She shuffled the papers and gestured for me to follow her. “Anyway, she sent me a text asking us to meet her when you are done, so I’ll take you there.”

She wasn’t wrong, I could do a lot worse. The regions were ruled by the four sisters, four pureblooded dragons who were savvy and smart business women. I would be well cared for and all I had to do in return was quite literally show up in bed and on her arm when she wished for it. That was a piece of cake compared to what I had been made to do previously. I followed Heather to the elevator and she pushed a button, when the doors opened I noticed we were back on the relaxation floor. Heather took a turn and I followed obediently, curious as to where we were going. The hall came to an end at a desk and the clerk looked up.

“Oh hi Heather! Is this him?” The girl's smile was a megawatt one, and her ponytail bounced with her movement.

“It is, Winter said she left him a bag?” The girl nodded, reaching under the desk and hanging me a small, pink canvas tote. I frowned at it.

“The changing area for the men is that way” she pointed me toward a door. “The pool is just beyond that, she said she will meet you there. No one will disturb you as she asked for privacy.”

“Oh did she?” I turned to Heather and waggled my brows. So this little dragon wanted privacy did she? Game on. I’d have her screaming my name so loud the girl at the desk would be able to hear it. I may be a toy but I would be the one she would remember, the thought of that tight little body quivering under my touch, losing control with every caress; my c**k began to harden. Heather was right, there were worse things than this, and I would make sure that I made myself irreplaceable. If sexually satisfying a gorgeous woman was what I needed to do to keep this rather plush arrangement then so be it, after all it was just physical. Heather just rolled her eyes and I stalked off toward the changing area. Quickly divesting myself of my clothes I fished out several different pairs of swim trunks from the tote. The first pair didn’t fit, but the second did. The plain navy swim trunks hanging just above my knees, I headed to the far end and pushed the doors open and silently thanked the stars above for the good karma.

Winter was at the far end of the pool, unaware I had entered, her back to me. Her long silver hair was wet and sticking to her body. Her bathing suit was a low riding halter bikini, simple enough in a solid deep green, which was a nice contrast against her creamy skin. My eyes trailed down her back to her supple ass, and my hand twitched, wanting to grab and squeeze it. She turned slowly, her gaze meeting mine and smiled.

“Hey” she said, slowly sitting down in the water, her hair sinking then floating on top of the water. She leaned back against the wall and stretched her perfect legs out, her posture relaxed.

“Hey there kitten,” I grinned as I made my way toward her. “You requested my presence?”

“I’m no kitten, kittypet” she tried to look serious but I could see her eyes slightly crinkle.

“We can agree to disagree, but why am I here?” I wasn’t complaining in the slightest, but it was a valid question as to why she wanted me alone so damn fast.

“I wanted to speak to you, see if you had any questions about your role with me and in general.” Her eyes met mine easily and she looked way too at ease I decided to have a bit of fun.

“Oh yes, I am to pleasure you once a week at minimum and be available for various activities as you see fit.” My grin was lecherous. “Shall we start that week today your highness?” I asked, my voice dropping low as I moved in front of her, caging her against the wall with my arms. To her credit she lifted her chin defiantly, and moving her face closer to mine murmured.

“I….dare…you.”