She walks with me, her strides even, but she stares straight ahead. My throat tightens at her distress. I lead her to her seat across from me pulling out her chair and helping her sit down. She desperately needs the help, she’s practically shaking.
I take my seat, eyeing her curiously. The sound of my heart thudding in my chest getting louder. This isn’t starting as I imagined it would.
“Thank you,” she says nervously, finally looking me in the eyes.
Her small hands grab the white cloth napkin off the table and she places it in her lap, smoothing it over and she seems to calm slightly. But then, her eyes hone in on the stack of papers on the table. Instead of looking eager and excited, she looks uncertain and scared.
This isn’t what I anticipated. I didn’t know why she finally agreed, but I wasn’t expecting her to be so... terrified.
“What’s bothering you,” I ask her.
She twists the napkin in her lap nervously and takes a deep breath. Her mouth opens with her eyes closed but then she shakes her head, placing an elbow on the table and putting her head in her hand.
She’s obviously not all right. I’m not sure what’s gotten to her but whatever it is, I don’t like it. I’ve never seen her like this.
I place my hand, palm up, on the table in front of her. Her eyes open at my words, “I’d like you to tell me now, my flower.”
She holds my gaze with her beautiful doe eyes, “I lost my job,” her voice is hoarse.
So it’s about money. Maybe it’s not a bad thing that I offered to pay after all.
She adds, “the entire department lost funding.” Clearing her throat her eyes on the glass of water in front of her, I watch her break down in front of me. My heart hurts for her.
She shakes her head and swallows thickly, looking past me and at the wall blankly. “So there aren’t any more of-” she clears her throat again and takes a sip of water quickly before continuing. “So there aren’t any more programs at the schools and I don’t know how to change that or help.”
“Funding?” I ask. I can fund whatever the fuck I want. My heart pounds in my chest as my fingers slide down the cold glass of water in front of me. I can be her knight in shining armor.
“I work with underprivileged kids that have gotten into a little bit of trouble.” She takes an unsteady breath, but it seems to calm her. “It’s only an internship for now until I finish the last semester of schooling.” She takes a deep breath before adding, “it was both my job and schooling for this semester until the last two classes are available next semester.” Her blue eyes meet mine as she answers the question on the tip of my tongue, “I’ll be done in December.” She readjusts in her seat and finally places her hand in mine. “I’m sorry I know that-”
She starts to apologize but I cut her off. “Don’t be sorry,” I rub the pads of my thumbs on the back of her knuckles, giving her hand a comforting squeeze. “So that’s what you do?”
She nods her head, a small confirmation coming from her lips, “yes.”
She’s nothing like me. She’s good and pure, so sweet and innocent. For a moment I consider backing out of this. I could give her the money and move on, continuing what we have at the club or not.
But I fucking want her. And I haven’t wanted anyone or anything in a long fucking time. Maybe it makes me an asshole for taking advantage of her and the situation. I don’t give a fuck. It’s not like I offered it now when I know she is in need. I never claimed to be a knight in shining armor. Everyone knows I’m the fucking villain.
I push the papers in front of her, letting go of her hand and getting back to the contract. She came here for a reason. I need to strike while she’s willing and vulnerable.
“Have a look and see if this is to your liking.” As I say the words and look up over Lilly’s right shoulder, catching sight of the waiter holding the decanter of red wine. I chose Cabernet just before my flower arrived.
Just as Lilly’s eyes settle on the papers, his presence startles her; she pulls the papers close to her chest, hiding them from his eyesight. But also drawing attention to her and to them. I hide my smirk behind the goblet of red wine, swirling it gently and inhaling the sweet scents before taking a sip.
I nod at the waiter, letting him know it’s to my liking and setting the glass back down. I can’t take my eyes off of Lilly as the waiter fills first mine and then hers. I can practically hear her heart beating out of her chest. This isn’t her simply agreeing to something she’s familiar with. She’s yet to tell me she’s a virgin. I’m not taking this lightly.
Although this isn’t an auction at Club X, I’m still taking the same precautions. As the waiter leaves, another comes behind him, setting down a tray of hors d’oeuvres. Arranged neatly on the silver pebbled tray are two of each: mini caviar parfaits, pancetta crisps with goat cheese on thin pear slices, marinated mozzarella with chili and thyme, as well as a variety of olives, soft cheeses, and shaved meats.
I’m not sure what my flower really enjoys eating yet, but I’ll be finding out shortly. Lilly’s eyes glance to the tray and then back to the waiters, as they both turn their backs to us, leaving us alone and to our private dinner as I requested. Her eyes don’t linger on any of the items on the tray, instead she sets the contract back down on the table, focusing on each line.
“Would you like to eat first?” I ask her, popping an olive into my mouth.
She gently shakes her head and returns to reading the contract, before her eyes widen, realizing what she’s done. She looks up at me with slight fear in her eyes, “no thank you Sir.”
I nod my head once, keeping my eyes on hers. She waits with her body stiff before I reply, “I know it’s different here, in a new environment.” I quickly lick the salt from my fingertips, before wiping them on the cloth napkin in my lap, her eyes drawn to my mouth. “It’ll be like this when you come home with me. But you’ll get use to me being your Master at all times and in all settings.”
She sucks in a breath and her eyes cloud with lust as she answers, “yes Sir.” She maintains my gaze, waiting for me to give her permission to continue reading. Such a good girl. I nod down to the papers in her hands, “go on.”
I have the contract nearly memorized.
Contract to be signed on this day, January 13, 2017, by the following participants.
Master: Joseph Levi.
Slave: Lilly Wade.
Definition of master and slave needs.
The master requests the slave to be available to him at all times for any needs he deems suitable.
The slave requires safety at all times, as well as free periods when her master deems inappropriate. There will be no punishments during these free periods, however, the slave must continue to respect her position and address her master appropriately.
Definition of master and slave responsibilities.
Lilly Wade agrees to obey master in all respects with her mind as well as her body. She is also responsible for the use of her safeword, lollipop, when necessary and trust that her master will respect the use of that safeword.
She will keep her body available for whatever use her master deems appropriate at all times.
Joseph Levi may use her body in any manner within the parameters of her safety.