“Of course, Mr. Parker.”
“Anything else you’d like to add, Ben?”
“Regarding rules,” he said, his focus on Addison. “You can add a section that states rules will be delivered weekly. There will be a standard set, which we can add as an amendment if you’d like. Plus, additions that will vary each week. Some will be removed as time goes on.” He smiled at Addison. “I simply enjoy giving you something to look forward to.”
Addison’s answering smile was full of heat. “Thank you, Mr. Snowden.”
From my recollection, that was the gist of the contract, with the exception of the signatures.
A second later, Addison confirmed that.
“I’d like you to go back to your desk and type up the corrections, then print it out and bring it in here for us to sign,” I instructed.
“Yes, Mr. Parker.”
Feeling rather eager, I added, “But you only have ten minutes to do so.”
Launching from her chair, Addison bolted from the room, pen and paper in hand.
I couldn’t help but smile after her.
*
BEN
THAT WENT FAR BETTER THAN I’d anticipated, I would admit. And surprisingly, I liked the fact that we had a contract to build upon. I was starting to think that Addison felt it was necessary more because she needed structure and rules than because of her fear of us taking advantage of her. At least I hoped that was the case.
“Pup, while she’s doing that, I’d like to discuss with you any expectations you have for the three of us.”
When he referred to me that way, it put me in a submissive mindset, so I realized that I was going to have to figure out a way for the two sides to coexist. Especially since I had a deep desire to put my dormant Dominant traits to good use in the very near future.
“I have no expectations,” I admitted.
He sighed. “I’m going to need something. We’ve been together for almost a decade and I’ve spent all that time dominating you as I see fit. Never have I had to consider anyone else. Even when we’ve topped submissives, we’ve done so together. I understand that’s not going to be the case with Addison.”
No, it wasn’t. Not always. This morning was proof of that. The second Mr. Parker left Addison’s apartment, I’d been unable to resist touching her. Even as I thought about it now, my dick twitched to life.
“I’d like to say that I can take this one day at a time,” he went on to say. “However, that won’t be fair to you. When the two of you are in the room, it’s my natural inclination to want to be the Alpha Dom, as Addison so kindly referred to me.”
I smiled, remembering that exact conversation.
“It’s going to take some time,” I informed him. “I can’t simply turn it off and on. And I don’t want to have every move either of us makes premeditated.”
“Agreed.”
“I will say this…” I took a deep breath and locked my eyes with his. “Whenever you feel the need to dominate me, you should know that I’m always going to be your submissive first.” I felt it was necessary to admit that. “At no time will I defy you.”
He seemed to consider that for a moment. “Thank you, pup. I know there will be changes in our…relationship and I’d be lying if I said it didn’t concern me. The thought of losing you…”
“That’ll never happen,” I stated adamantly. “Never.”
Before Mr. Parker could say anything more, there was a knock on the door. It opened a second later and Addison’s beautiful face appeared.
“I’ve prepared the contract as we agreed.”
“Thank you, pet,” Mr. Parker said, leaning forward and grabbing a pen from his desk. “Pass it over and I’ll sign it.”
“Do you want to read through it one more time?” she asked, concern ringing in her tone.
With sincerity in his eyes and his tone, Mr. Parker shook his head. “No need, little rebel. I trust you.”
I could see the way those words impacted Addison. I seriously doubted she’d ever had a Dom who had told her as much. Since she had never engaged in a serious D/s relationship, it was understandable.
“Thank you, Mr. Parker,” she whispered and passed over the sheet of paper.
While Mr. Parker signed it, I got to my feet to wait my turn. When he passed over the pen, I took it and scribbled my name beneath his.
We both turned to Addison. Within seconds, she had added her name as our submissive.
“Now that that’s out of the way,” Mr. Parker said, his voice deep, an air of command taking over, “I want you to strip and present yourself to me.”
I was under the impression Addison had expected something, which was the very reason she smiled, then slowly stripped out of the sexy outfit I’d picked out for her today. Had I been the one to instruct her, I would’ve had her keep the shoes on. Those damn red heels were sexy as hell on that girl.
