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In the case was a matching anklet with a minor addition to it. I’d had a heart charm with my name engraved attached. “Give me your left leg babygirl.” She sat on the floor and lifted her leg to my thigh so I could put it on her.
With the soft click of the clasp I felt my heart finally settle. “Do you know how long I’ve waited for this?” I played with the anklet letting my fingers tease her warm flesh.
“Do you know what these things represent babygirl?” She shook her head as her eyes followed the movement of my fingers that were now blazing a path from her ankle to her crotch.
“They mean that I own you, you are now the sole property of Zared Costakis. Mine to do with as I please.” I didn’t miss the wild beating of the pulse in her throat.
“Do not let that scare you love, all it means is that you will be cherished above all women, you will never know fear again because that too now belongs to me. Kiss me.”
Chapter 7
I got to my knees in front of him not quite sure what was going on. The words he spoke left me feeling scared and excited at once. I’d never heard of such a thing but maybe this is how marriage was for some? All I know is that my heart was about to expire and my breath was not far behind.
I lifted my face, suddenly dying for the feel of his lips again. When he lowered his head towards me to meet my trembling lips I held my breath. I maybe green as a stump when it comes to whatever this was but I know that look. I'd dreamt of it often enough, that now when I'm faced with it, it made my knees weak and my heart flutter.
I closed my eyes and sank into his lips, his mouth opened under mine and his tongue teased mine until my secret places were saturated with wet heat. Rubbing my thighs together only seemed to make it worse and I was almost at the point of begging. He seemed to know this as he took his lips away and held me away from him so he could stare down at me.
“Not yet babygirl there’s one more thing left for now, we have to do this before I touch you, I have to know…to be sure that you can do this.”
“Anything I’ll do whatever you want…”
“Shh, it’s okay, it’s okay.” I hadn’t realized that I’d started to cry until he wiped the tears from my eyes.
“Now this is a tad bit unconventional. Usually, I would’ve given these to you a few weeks in advance and have you study them until you were ready. But circumstances being what they are, we’ll do it this way for necessity’s sake. Hop on back up here.” He tapped his thigh and I was only too happy to comply. It was as if I couldn’t breathe without his touch.
He removed a leather folder, which held a sheaf of papers next from his briefcase and placed them in my hands, which were now shaking. There was some sort of crest on the folder that I didn’t recognize but I didn’t have time to dwell on that as I caught sight of the first words on the very expensive looking paper that also had the crest embossed in the background.
My knees started to shake as I read to myself. “Out loud if you please.” I looked at him quickly before turning my attention back to the paper.
“I will submit…to my mas…master in all things.” I had to swallow really hard there; master? Submit?
“Carry on.” He rubbed my ass through the shirt and I lost my train of thought for a split second. As soft pinch soon brought me back to my senses though.
“I will always show the deepest and sincerest respect for my master.”
“I will do only those things that I know pleases my master.”
“I will serve him with diligence whether he be present or not.”
“I will put nothing and no one before my master and his needs, my only purpose is to serve him.”
“I will wear the jewelry my master gave me as a symbol of my position in life, that of his sole property.” I touched the beautiful choker around my neck as it dawned on me that it meant a lot more than I’d first thought.
There was a weird sense of calm enveloping me as I read down the list of rules he had set forth. Things that I usually would fight against I now found myself relishing.
It could be because he never stopped touching me as I read, or that my body was on fire and there wasn’t enough oxygen going to my brain, but the more I read the less confusing and demoralizing it became.
There was really no huge difference between this and what had been before, well except for one small thing; he now owned me and whereas in the past I got away with a warning or in some instances grounding, the punishments listed had a rather heavy sexual overtone. Like not wearing clothes or wearing clothes that had been altered as a sort of punishment for certain misdeeds.