He took another drink. “As long as you keep the hours owed to me under sixty, you can parcel them out as you wish. If you go over you'll need to take vacation days to get back to zero if you can't fulfill it on the following weekend."
"Meaning you'll own me for two and a half days straight."
"Yes."
"You've put a lot of thought into this."
"Yes."
"If we spend the occasional weekend with Jacob and Brent, I'll want time to Top Jacob when I'm not submitting to you."
"Agreed."
"What about the other six days a week?"
"If you commit to a scene, we'll discuss when it'll end. You won't be obligated to have sex with me just because I want it."
She took a few more bites, thinking. She hadn't expected a contract, but she'd been prepared to agree to something along these terms. “I'll need to look it over, probably want to negotiate some of the finer points, but I think I'm okay with giving you verbal confirmation now and signing at the end of the weekend for... I don't know, how long do we need before we renegotiate?"
"I hadn't considered assigning an end date, but I suppose doing so forces us to look at what's working and what isn't. Why wait until the weekend's over? I'd rather take care of it before we play."
She shook her head. “Sorry, Sunday evening, so I can sleep on it. Besides, I'm not healed enough for too much play."
He gave her a wicked smile. “Oh, I have plenty of things planned that don't involve impact play on your back or ass."
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