#toyapov

I can’t for some reason; I felt the need to get up. But I couldn’t as on clique his arms tighten around me baring me from paying attention to him.  This is why, I wanted to go home. There was something behind this, and that something was going to kill me.

“Babygirl did you hear me?” I heard his question, but I couldn’t answer him.

“LaToya-” My turn.

“Jermaine why?”  I was officially confused with his switching up.

“I notice that this is going to be harder for me than you. I won’t be able to end this in 7 months and plus you weren’t going to sign the contract.”

His motive? What was his motive?

“You still feel the need to be my first, huh? That’s what you want, my virginity?” I couldn’t help it, but his change of direction from “Sub” to “Girlfriend” was huge. The two things aren’t even the same category.

“I do believe I should be you first, but I told you that before LaToya. Don’t be moistest right now, and there is something else, but I need an answer.”

Taking a deep breath, I thought about it. I had to stop being so stubborn and over-thinking everything. Like he said, that was my biggest problem. Plus I wanted to be committed with Jermaine and I’ll be lying to myself if I said i hadn’t thought of the idea of being in a normal relationship with him.

So I did, looking into his eyes I let the words fall out, “Okay….I’ll be your girlfriend.”

He let his head fall back, letting out a relieved sigh. I wanted to laugh so badly at his face expression when he finally came back.

“What was your second part?” This was when my nerves started going crazy, because I didn’t know what to expect. He could still want me to sign his contract, or another NDA.

Unfortunately for him, I wasn’t doing that.

“I still need you to Submit to me, not every night but some nights. I will keep in mind that you have some concerns and I will accept them. The things you don’t like will go under Hard Limits. Hard Limits are points in the bedroom we can’t go pass. We don’t go pass them because it’s a difficult for us. I need this LaToya, I need you.” Damn, I knew it had to be something I couldn’t do. He had just told me that he knew why I wasn’t signing the contract and this was why. That submit to him bullshit was the reason, but yet that was the catch to this “be my girlfriend” mess.

“We just talked about this, Cole. You just said yourself that’s why I wasn’t signing your contract because I wouldn’t submit. I’m not submitting to you Jermaine.” With that I tried my hardest to get up but I couldn’t.

“Why are you always running? Right now you’re locked in here. Just let me explain some things to you and tell you one more thing.” I didn’t answer, but I did settle.

“Now LaToya, I want you to be my girlfriend the thought has been going through my mind for some time. Don’t deny me of this LaToya; it’s too late to back down now.”

Rolling over, my back hit Jermaine’s bare chest and his arms tighten around me. I flipped over to see he was still asleep. After our conversation, somehow and someway I was drawn into this man and for that reason I agreed to the relationship. At this point I was taking his word and trusting him. I hadn’t been in a commitment since my freshman year at NYU and that ended terribly. Not to mention my own parents problems on top of that, which is way I always wanted to turn my back and run away from so many heartbreaks.

Taking my hand, I traced his face and smiled. It was flawless and so soft under my touch. First, I traced his eyebrows admiring their beauty in all honesty. They were thick, but like I said before “if he didn’t have those flaws of his, he wouldn’t be as attractive.” His mouth was next and as my finger found his bottom lip he parted them. I wanted so badly to kiss him, but I keep my cool. Only letting my finger slip away into I felt the hair from his goatee. I tugged slightly and the light groan that escaped his lips paralyzed me for a second.

Looking up, his big browns eyes scanned mine looking for any signs of trouble feelings I guessed, but there wasn’t any. I was relieved as if the lies I had been telling myself mentally started to leave me.

My hand slipped from his goatee, gliding down his neck into I made contact with his chest. Now, I used both hands then wanting to feel every inch of this man. His skin was a golden color which I fell in love with first.

Suddenly, my body investigation stops because Jermaine’s hands capturing mine. He flipped over on his back, and then straddled me across him.

“LaToya, enjoy yourself, because when it’s my turn…trust I’m enjoying every inch of you babygirl.” Looking up I let a small laugh come out as I continued my touching spree.

As my hands went lower, the more his breathing would quicken. At one point his hands were trapped on my waist, pinning me down onto him. I could feel his erection under me and the thickness of it made a moan escape my lips. I wanted so badly to rub against him, but that’s not where I wanted tonight to lead to, even though I wouldn’t regret one thing.

“LaToya.” A small groan came out after he said my name and before I was able to register I was on my back and Jermaine hands copied mine, stroking every inch of me.

Once his hands found the end of his polo shirt he began lifting it, but this time he didn’t look for recognition. Hell, he didn’t need it. I was ready for this and I was glad it was him.

“Jermiane, please.”

“It takes patience babygirl, give me time. You woke me up out my sleep, but I’m not complaining.” After he said that, he made me lifted my lower half and dragged the lace thong down my legs.

I wanted so badly to moan out in ecstasy as he brought them to his lips, teasing me.

Throwing them down, he made his way up my body stopping once our eyes locked and he was directly in front of me.

“Do you have any idea how long I have wanted you? How bad I want to see you completely naked under me?” Shaking his head, he brought his lips down and kissed me hard. His lips were always so demanding, soft, and surprising slow.

Sitting up he gives me a look with questioning eyes, and I knew exactly what he was looking for. I slowly nodded my head and Jermaine’s body relaxed immediately in front of me.

“LaToya…I’ll make sure you enjoy your first time. I’ll be gentle babygirl, after I’m inside completely and comfortable you’ll be comfortable also, I promise.” All that came out while he played with the strings of his sweatpants. Soon, he stood and his tall frame looks dreamingly amazing in the dark. The small light flooding in came from various street lights showing off his biceps and I could have cum at the sight alone.

Suddenly, he backs up and his sweatpants drop there. Kicking them aside, he looks directly at me and butterflies start to form. He walks towards the bed and grips my ankles, pulling me down the edge of the bed. His eyes never left mine, even as he lifted me off the bed.

Now, standing too, our bodies were pressed together as the sounds of kisses felt the room. I moan again into his mouth as the kissing because much more intense and the feeling of emotions flood my body. Gripping his upper arms, I can tell he is stronger than he actually looks. Tentatively, I move my hands up into his hair and I pull at his fro gaining yet another groan from him.

Releasing me, he drops down on his knees, grabbing both of my hips and runs his tongue across my naval and lower abdominal gently nibbling across my left hipbone, then dragging his mouth across into he reaches my other one. He gazes up at me with his long eyelashes, making me even wetter. Reaching up he squeezed my breasts, rubbing my nipples in between his fingers.

“Fuck Jermaine,” the moan loosely slips from my lips and a smile firms his lips.

Tugging the cover off the bottom of the bed, he pushes me down on to it.

“Spread your legs LaToya.” God, his voice was so…dominating right now.

My breathing quickens, but I followed his instructions doing what I was told.

Closing my eyes, I sent a mental prayer and hope for the best. I didn’t open them into I felt Jermiane lips on my skin once again. He kissed my cheek, my neck, and then the top of my breast.

“LaToya, you have to trust me, okay.” Nodding, I tired to calmed down.

“Are you okay?” I heard his question, but I couldn’t answer.

“LaToya answer me!” Looking up, I swallowed against the lump forming in my throat.

“Yes….yes, Sir.”

“Good girl now, take a deep breath.” Following his instructions for the second time tonight, I took several deep breaths and tried to calm myself.

I felt the tip of him pushing against me and suddenly a sharp pain flowed through me.

But, it stops. And then….

Sitting up in my bed I moved the cover back and looked to see I was soaking wet in my apartment; sweating, and alone.

At the moment, I realize I was only dreaming. Then, it hit. I had come home after hearing Jermaine’s entire proposition and decided that it was best that I went home and thought about everything. I wasn’t making any decisions in his presence.

He told me about the “sex room” being for punishments, and that we would have a public relationship. He spoke on wanting to keep away from any of his past Subs, but I didn’t care about any of that. Then, he said that maybe when our 7 months came, we would still care to have a relationship. That’s when I left, because I couldn’t take maybe. Maybe wasn’t good enough for me right now. I didn’t need his maybe; I needed to know I was his…for at least one year.

Finally, getting up I walked into my bathroom and tied my hair into a bun. I needed to shower, preferably a cold to calm my hormones down. Taking 4 wash offs, I got out and finished my hygiene, and put my hair in a ponytail. Today was another cold and wet day so I wasn’t going to take time, flat-ironing my hair when it would get back to its original curly look. I made sure my edges were laid, before I exited and got my clothes out from the closet. I dropped the items on the dresser and shoes on the floor, and then I put my panties and bra on. I wrapped my robe around me and made up my bed.

Once I finished there, I put the clothes on and tied my shoes up. It was now, 9:00 in the morning and I didn’t even have plans for today, but I knew that it wasn’t going back to sleep and even staying here wasn’t a plan.

I left my phone on the table, so someone wouldn’t track me down and left for to start my day. Going to the elevator, a sudden movement stopped me and I looked up meeting the eyes of Jermaine Cole.

Walking into Victoria Secret, I heard Jermaine’s second groan. He followed me here, and I was making sure he got his pay for it. One of the world’s biggest violations, in my mind was “stalking” and for him to stalk me, only push me further from ever signing his damn sex contract.

Grabbing 3 pair of lace thongs I knew I had his attention then. He followed behind me closely and we gain stares from people throughout the store. I wanted to laugh so badly, but I couldn’t. I had to keep the emotionless façade I had going on. I wasn’t giving in at all, and I would leave this mall going to my home and I will be alone.

I got 3 bras to match and went to check out, making sure I had my card out when the young lady was done ranging it up. Hopefully my action proves that I was financially stable.

“Are you done, LaToya?” When I ignored his fifth question for today, he grabbed my hand turning my body into I faced him.

“Give me your bags, LaToya.” When I didn’t react, he brought his head leveled down to mine.

“A real gentleman doesn’t let a young lady walk around the mall carrying her own bags.” The whispering come back only made his raspy voice sexier and felt my mentality craving in for him.

I gave in and let him carry the bags, and I held my purse. I actually was tired at this point and was ready to go home. I knew that it wasn’t going to be the easiest and I wasn’t in the mood to put up a fight, so we’ll take the elevator, where if we wanted to fuss or get upset, we have privacy and could halt the elevator to carry our argument out.

“Are you leaving, LaToya?” Pressing the downward button, I hoped that answered his question.

Once we were inside, I was thankful for a private moment. The stares from people weren’t uncomfortable, but I wasn’t ready for that exposure just yet. And the fact he came to a public place only let me know he was going against his own words.

The night before graduation, Jermaine let me know several things: his biological parents were no longer together and he hadn’t spoken to his biological father since the day after his graduation from Yale University, his mother had remarried to one of California’s Representatives named William Wright, and he had a younger sister named Samantha also. She was currently attending UCLA for her freshman year. When the subject came back to me I filled him in on my father and mother’s marriage, the disrespect my mother took from verbal abuse and the cheating my father did, and how when I was always trying to help, she would push me. We spoke on something pertaining to the contract, and one of them being the NDA and the significance of it. It wasn’t just for the idea speaking of the relationship, but also the sight of the relationship. No public interference was accepted and we would meet at his place and that would be the end of the story.

“LaToya, you are upset and I rather you yell and scream than you being hush about it.”

Still I stayed silent into let the elevator arrive to the JCPenny’s department store. I would have given the ticket for my car, but Jermaine’s hand stopped me.

“Your car is at your place, I drove here. I’m glad actually because we need to talk.” Taking some deep breaths I backed away from Cole and stood to the side. In a couple minutes, my bags were in the car and Jermaine stood looking directly down at me with pleading eyes.

So much for a fun Graduation Weekend.

Walking pass him, I got into his R8 and waited for Jermaine to join me. When he did, he drove from the curb of the road moving the car into the traffic so smoothly. We passed the turn I would have taken for home and I realize that we were going to Tribeca, and at this point there wasn’t a damn thing I could do.

When Jermiane parked his car he only removed his seatbelt. Still, I hadn’t said a thing and even though I was being stubborn I wasn’t given in. I wasn’t speaking to him into, either he dropped me off home or had Nelson go and get my car.

“LaToya, I’m sorry.” Nodding, I indicated I heard his apology. When he finally opened his door, I followed his motives and grabbed my bags from off the floor.

Inside the elevator, Jermiane pulled a pair of keys I guessed for his house, but when he put the key in the slot in the elevator pad, it stopped.

Looking up to him, my eyebrows were raised and I’m not going to lie I was little afraid of what was going to happen. At least at the mall, someone would possibly notice or something would have happen, but here he had a lock for it.

“LaToya say something to me, please.” The silence was killing him.

Another minute passed and the bags were becoming too much, but in the spilt second Jermiane lifted me with my back against the elevator. My legs wrapped around his waist, but I wouldn’t let my arms move. If I fell, oh well.

“You don’t want to talk to me?” No reply.

“Well, maybe there is something that I could do to make you speak.” Hell no!

“Jermiane put me down.” The words slipped and I mentally kicked myself for giving into him, once again.

“Why haven’t you been speaking to me, Miss. Williams?”

“You piss me off a lot and I was afraid of what I would say.”

“LaToya you push a lot of my buttons and test me so much it’s crazy. When you don’t speak to me, I get worried. I rather someone fuss and yell at me, than sit and say nothing.” Putting me back down on the elevator floors, he reached up and took out the key letting the elevator finish his reach to the 45th floor.

Inside his place, I put my bags by the elevator and walked up the stairs where Jermaine had already gotten comfortable on the couch by the windows.

“Come here.” He look oh-so sexy right then, but I wasn’t done being stubborn. Childish, but so true.

“Why can’t I go home, Jermaine?” My question did sit right with him because within seconds he was standing in front of me. He pulled me to the couch, where he sat first and I straddled him.

“LaToya I told you I don’t plan on losing you, but yet you keep running away from me. So when you run I’m coming to catch you and I’m coming harder than I have before.”

“I’m tired and the contract…I gave you my thoughts. I wasn’t trying to go deeper than that. That’s all I had to say.” That was true. There wasn’t anything else left for me to speak on.

“Well I have something to say,” Of course. “First off, some of the things you said I understand completely. Then, there are things that as a Sub you should do without hesitation.  15.21 is just a basic of the situation we are in, plus when we first visited the room I told you what to call me. Secondly, again part of being a Sub is to obey,” Just then I open my mouth to speak, but he stopped me saying, “You said you had nothing else to say, it’s my turn remember. Now, again as a Sub you must obey there is no question. The meaning for Submissive is to comfort the authority or will; to be meekly obedient. Thirdly, I will tell you how to sleep and how much to eat. Want to know why LaToya?” When I didn’t reply, he laughed and started back.

“Because I need you in the best conditions. I don’t need you sleepy or tired because you didn’t get enough sleep and I need you to have enough energy from eating the right foods. Now you’re right, you have a decent size and good weight, but I still need certain things from you that I understand more than you do at the moment. Fourthly, I saw today that you can spend just as much as you want. I’m not stopping you from that, but I am here to add on-”

“I don’t want your money.” I said quickly before he could stop me and when he realize what I said he only brushed the words off like dust.

“You can spend just as much of your money you want, but the amount I give you is the amount I give. You say thank you and keep it moving. Lastly, the rest of it I can handle…its cool, but one thing. You didn’t answer my question LaToya.” God I was so tired of hearing “LaToya.”

“Please stop calling me LaToya, and what question.”

“Okay babygirl, the question about swallowing semen. What’s your thought?”

“I never did it, so why would I answer it.”

“You’ve never did a lot of things in that contract, why answer any of it?” That’s right, only…

“That’s a lot to take…literally.” Laughing at my remark he shifted his lower half under me and I had every reason it was because of our conversation.

“We will speak about that once you have signed the contract.” Well,

“I don’t want to sign the contract Jermiane.”

“I know you don’t; your body language tells me everything. Your entire body because petrified from the subject alone. You want to run away every time I bring it up, but at first I thought it was the thought of the contract itself. But, it isn’t the contract that scares you it’s the idea of losing control of yourself. The thought of me ruining your mentality and then leaving you forever after 7 months. The idea of a man you barely know taking something so innocent from you and not giving a fuck after, kills you internally. Well-”

“Well what?” I asked cutting him off.

“I have an idea, but you have to trust me.”

“What’s the idea Jermiane Cole?” The smirk that forms on lips only made me worry more.

“Why is it always Jermaine Cole when you nervous of my response babygirl.” Please stop with that damn pet name, sometimes it’s cute…right now, not so much.

“Because I never know what to expect from you and I don’t get nervous.” I replied back hoping I regain all my composure.

“Yeah right…” Ugh! He keeps putting it off!

“Jermaine! Tell-”

Inside Jermaine’s I did the final touches to my hair, making sure the side braids were correct and my curls were flowing. I straighten my bustier top, and tighten the belt around my shorts. Next all I need was to put my heels on and get out the door.

I already had spent two hour talking to Jermaine’s about our encounters, and the possibilities of maybe this not being what we expected in the end. I wanted to spill the beans and tell him that I wasn’t ready. I wasn’t ready for the fact that I had to submit. It terrified me and I felt I had more control of myself, than anyone in this world could possibly have.

Strapping my shoes, I texted Nicole telling her I was coming by the house before. It was only 6 o’clock and dinner didn’t start to 8. Making sure everything was together, I dropped my things in my bag, and I exited his bathroom shutting off his lights. His bedroom was clear and I noticed my phone sitting on the edge of the bed.

6:03

It was time for me to go and plus I needed to make sure I did so work before I actually made decisions.

“LaToya-” Before he said another word, his eyes trailed me from head to toe.

“Special night with someone?” Jermiane question came out tight and bothered, but I wouldn’t let it get to me.

“I have dinner with some people.” I didn’t go into much of a detail.

“Dinner? You’re dressed as if you’re getting ready for the club.” Problem with my dressing now?

“You seem tensed Jermaine…what’s the probl-”

“The fact you’re walking out my house looking like a stripper, what you expect from-” Cutting him off, I made sure I was heard and understood.

“Jermaine I’m a grown ass woman. Been one for a long ass time, and I don’t need anyone’s approval for any damn thing. I have dinner with my best friend and her parents and I don’t think they will have a problem with it. Then, a stripper…nigga bye.” I couldn’t express the emotions going through me. Talk to me crazy, but what me to sign my vagina over to you for 7 months. Yeah you wait on it.

“LaToya you have a lot of nerve to speak to me as if I’m a fool or some shit. But go ahead because I hold no ties to you…yet. But once I do…you’ll regret all your back talk and shit.” If he could only read minds…

“Again, goodbye Jermiane.” I spoke out once I was making my way down the stairs by his elevators.

“The next time I see you, I need you to have sign the contract and lying in my bed.” Smirking, I stepped inside and sent him a wink.

“No promises…” Just as I said the last word, the doors closed and the elevator descent to the lobby.

Walking into the apartment, I dropped my bag in the laundry room and kicked off my heels getting myself comfortable for these next couple hours.

Nicole had text and informed me on her whereabouts with someone named Dewayne and I guessed that was the same man from graduation. Knowing I had the house to myself, I pulled out the contract between myself and Jermaine. Flipping through into I found my spot then, I began reading.

15.10 The Dominant may restrain, handcuff, or bind the Submissive at any time during the Allotted Times or any agreed additional times for any reason and for extended periods of time, giving due regard to the health and safety of the Submissive.

SUBMISSIVE

15.11 The Submissive accepts the Dominant as her master, with the understanding that she is now the property of the Dominant, to be dealt with as the Dominant pleases during the Term generally but specifically during the Allotted Times and any additional agreed allotted times.

15.12 The Submissive shall obey the rules (“the Rules”) set out in Appendix 1 to this agreement.

15.13 The Submissive shall serve the Dominant in any way the Dominant sees fit and shall endeavor to please the Dominant at all times to the best of her ability.

15.14 The Submissive shall take all measures necessary to maintain her good health and shall request or seek medical attention whenever it is needed, keeping the Dominant informed at all times of any health issues that may arise.

15.15 The Submissive will ensure that she procures oral contraception and ensure that she takes it as and when prescribed to prevent any pregnancy.

15.16 The Submissive shall accept without question any and all disciplinary actions deemed necessary by the Dominant and remember her status and role in regard to the Dominant at all times.

15.17 The Submissive shall not touch or pleasure herself sexually without permission from the Dominant.

15.18 The Submissive shall submit to any sexual activity demanded by the Dominant and shall do without hesitation or argument.

15.19 The Submissive shall accept whippings, floggings, spankings, caning, paddling or any other discipline the Dominant should decide to administer, without hesitation, enquiry or complaint.

15.20 The Submissive shall not look directly into the eyes of the Dominant except when specifically instructed to do so. The Submissive shall keep her eyes cast down and maintain a quiet and respectful bearing in the presence of the Dominant.

15.21 The Submissive shall always conduct herself in a respectful manner to the Dominant and shall address him only as Sir, Mr. Cole, or such other title as the Dominant may direct.

15.22 The Submissive will not touch the Dominant without his express permission to do so.

SAFEWORDS

16 The Dominant and the Submissive recognize that the Dominant may make demands of the Submissive that cannot be met without incurring physical, mental, emotional, spiritual, or other harm at the time the demands are made to the Submissive. In such circumstances related to this, the Submissive may make use of a safeword (“The Safeword (s)”). Two Safewords will be invoked depending on the severity of the demands.

17 The Safeword “Blue” will be used to bring to the attention of the Dominant that the Submissive is close to her limit of endurance.

18 The Safeword “Red” will be used to bring to the attention of the Dominant that the Submissive cannot tolerate any further demands. When this word is said the Dominant’s action will cease completely with immediate effect.

CONCLUSION

19 We the undersigned have read and understood fully the provisions of this contract.

We freely accept the terms of this contract and have acknowledged this by our signatures below.

The Dominant: Jermiane Cole

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Date

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The Submissive: LaToya Williams

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Date

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APPENDIX 1

RULES

Obedience:

The Submissive will obey any instructions given by the Dominant immediately without hesitation or reservation and in an expeditious manner. The Submissive will agree to any sexual activity deemed fit and pleasurable by the Dominant excepting those activities which are outlined in hard limits (Appendix 2). She will do so eagerly and without hesitation.

Sleep:

The Submissive will ensure she achieves a minimum of eight hours sleep a night when she is not with the Dominant.

Food:

The Submissive will eat regularly to maintain her health and wellbeing from a prescribed list of foods (Appendix 4). The Submissive will not snack between meals, with the exception of fruit.

Clothes:

During the Term the Submissive will wear clothing only approved by the Dominant.

The Dominant will provide a clothing budget for the Submissive, which the Submissive shall utilize. The Dominant shall accompany the Submissive to purchase clothing on a normal basis. If the Dominant so requires the Submissive shall during the Term wear adornments the Dominant shall require, in the presence of the Dominant and any other time the Dominant deems fit.

Exercise:

The Dominant shall provide the Submissive with a personal trainer four times a week in hour-long sessions at times to be mutually agreed between the personal trainer and the Submissive. The personal trainer will report to the Dominant on the Submissive’s progress.

Personal Hygiene/Beauty:

The Submissive will keep herself clean and shaved and/or waxed at all times. The Submissive will visit a beauty salon of the Dominant’s choosing at times to be decided by the Dominant, and undergo whatever treatments the Dominant sees fit. All costs will be met by the Dominant.

Personal Safety:

The Submissive will not drink to excess, smoke, take recreational drugs or put herself in any unnecessary danger.

Personal Qualities:

The Submissive will not enter into any sexual relations with anyone other than the Dominant. The Submissive will conduct herself in a respectful and modest manner at all times. She must recognize that her behavior is a direct reflection on the Dominant.

She shall be held accountable for any misdeeds, wrongdoings and misbehavior committed when not in the presence of the Dominant.

Failure to comply with any of the above will result in immediate punishment, the nature of which shall be determined by the Dominant.

APPENDIX 2

Hard Limits

No acts involving fire play

No acts involving urination or defecation and the products there of

 No acts involving needles, knives, cutting, piercing, or blood

No acts involving gynecological medical instruments

No acts that will leave any permanent marks on the skin

No acts involving breath control.

No activity that involves the direct contact of electric current (whether alternating or direct), fire or flames to the body.

APPENDIX 3

Soft Limits

To be discussed and agreed between both parties:

Which of the following sexual acts are acceptable to the Submissive?

Masturbation

Fellatio

Cunnilingus

Vaginal intercourse

Vaginal fisting

Anal intercourse

Anal fisting

Is swallowing semen acceptable to the Submissive?

Is the use of sex toys acceptable to the Submissive?

Vibrators

Dildos

Butt Plugs

Is Bondage acceptable to the Submissive?

Hands in front

Hands behind back

Ankles

Knees

Elbows

Wrists to ankles

Spreader bars

Tied to furniture

Blindfolding

Gagging

Bondage with Rope

Bondage with Tape

Bondage with leather cuffs

Suspension

Bondage with handcuffs/metal restraints

What is the Submissive’s general attitude about receiving pain?

Where 1 is likes intensely and 5 is dislikes intensely: 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 -5 __

How much pain does the submissive want to receive?

Where 1 is none and 5 is severe: 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 -5 __

Which of the following types of pain/punishment/discipline are acceptable to the Submissive?

Spanking

Paddling

Whipping

Caning

Biting

Nipple clamps

Genital clamps

Ice

Hot wax

Oh yeah, he was out his damn mind if he had one thought that any of this was okay. I’m a virgin damn it, my virginity is valuable and priceless not some kind of fuck toy you play with. Now, some of the things on this list sound pretty sexy…especially with Jermaine Cole, but I couldn’t get over a lot of things here.

I didn’t feel like talking or seeing him, so I’ll email. Hopefully he won’t get my email into tomorrow morning, but if he gets it tonight…oh well. I’ll just tell him my true feelings and stop this so-called “relationship” all together.

To: Jermaine Cole

From: LaToya Williams

Subject: Fix it or Quite it, Cole

First off, can I ask if you ever had any mental help in the past? If not, maybe it’s time to take someone evidence and try looking into it.

Secondly, your contract about your kinky fuckery relationship…it’s interesting to say the least. I’ll start with the new things that I just read about and go throughout it. (Yes, I finished it…all).

1)      I will masturbate if it’s in my nature. I have been giving myself “Self Pleasure” since I was 18 years old and I won’t stop now. Sorry, but not really.

2)      I won’t accept any of your whippings, floggings, caning, paddling, or any other disciplinary ideas that may come to mind, okay? The only one I may accept is spanking.

3)      The entire 15.20 & 15.22

4)      I’m not going to completely obey anyone, who is old enough to be an older brother of mine. Thank you, Jermiane Cole.

5)      You will not, I repeat will not tell me what to eat and how long to sleep. I’m doing just fine managing my weight through all my hell and I sleep very well. That also includes your exercise area; I already have a personal trainer who I see when I need too. Right now may be one of those times.

6)      Clothes? Budget? No, sir…I won’t be on any kind of budget. If you haven’t notice I can budget my clothing choices pretty well. Then, I have never been on a budget in my life. My biological parents didn’t have enough money to care about a damn budget and I started working at the age of 14. I was able to get myself a trust-fund through my guidance counselor at school. She and I was able to put away money into I turned 18 and when I did turn 20, I started using the money. I have more than enough and if you aren’t adding, don’t speak on it!

7)      My hygiene and appearance is taken care of at all times, and I make sure I’m waxed and shaved.

8)      Question in Personal Qualities: that means that people have to know about us to even care or have an opinion, right?

Appendix 3:

1)      Cunnilingus? Hell no…never seen it, but I don’t want to.

2)      Anal anything is a no.

3)      Butt plugs are a no.

4)      Bondage with my: knees, wrists to ankles, spreader bars, gagging, bondage with rope, tap, or mental objects is a no.

5)      There is no: whipping, paddling, nipple or genital clamps, and hot wax is an exception.

Everything in this list I’m sending you is a deal breaker and if you can’t go along with it, then the deal is off. I’ll promise to keep my NDA promise, but everything else is finished. And if I need to I’ll find another job. 

Pressing send, I looked up and seen it was 7:40. Ugh, where in the hell did time go? Closing the internet out and putting the contract back in the hiding spot, I walked into my bathroom to brush my teeth and look at my hair. When I looked good, I looked down at my heels and smirked. Budget? Nigga bye, I may not be the richest, but I sure as hell ain’t poor no more and I can take care of myself pretty damn well.

I buckled my shoes then, grabbed my phone and purse, before I walked out the front door.

Nicole, I’m leaving the house now. I’ll meet you all there.

Nikki: KK boo be safe, see you in a few.

Smiling I sent you a kissing face to her and told you the same as I made my way down the lobby.

Getting into my car, I felt my phone vibrate thinking it was Nicole I looked, but was totally surprised to read the following message:

Cole: you need to get to my house now!

I can’t. I have dinner in a few. Talk later.

Cole: you play with my emotions too damn much.

Goodnight Jermaine.

With that I stashed my phone away and backed out, heading to dinner.

Pulling up to Delmonico’s, I smiled as I looked around. I personally, love this restaurant and whenever Terrance and Eva were in the city, this is where we had dinner or lunch. Nicole and I always ordered the Steak or Filet and her parents would order, Baked Alaska or Lobster.

“So Nicole, have you started officially at the job with Evan Travis or you still learning the ropes?” Looking up, I saw Nicole and her mother interacting, but it was the question threw me off. I didn’t know Evan even did the “show you the ropes” kind of thing. He seems so intense and ready for people who don’t procrastinate about anything. Kind of like one of his friends….

“I start on Monday with the newspaper articles in his office. At first there weren’t any openings, but one of the girls quit because of her pregnancy and husband saying he preferred her home so Evan gave me the job. I had to wait a minute, but I’ll start on Monday.” She said smiling confidently. Nodding I accepted, but I knew it had to be more.

“What about you Toya, how is NYP going?” Mr. Smith asked taking a look at me.

“It’s good, I will start on Monday.” I replied.

“I guess we are in the same boat huh?” Laughing I agreed with Nicole, but it wasn’t quite the same. Mines were…I don’t even know. But I knew I was the one holding me back.

Pablo Barwas new to the scene and we both decided that it would be the perfect place. Neither of us had been in New York our entire lives, one from Atlanta and the other from California so we needed to see something out of our natural comfort zone.

Inside there was bar that circled the entire club and in the middle was a small stage with a microphone stand in the middle. The lights were off, and tonight was Friday which let us know that their Karaoke Nights were on Wednesday also. 

First, Nicole and I started with shots of Patron, then it was Strawberry Martini’s, last we ended it off with some more shots of Patron, which I grew old with and just order a house special.

When we told her dad where we would end our night, he made sure that my car was sent home and that David, his driver drove us home whenever the night got too much.

“LaToya…me and Dewayne fucked.” I snapped my head to her direction, and saw she was so serious.

“What do you mean?” Our words flowed so frequently; that you wouldn’t have thought that we had so many drinks tonight.

“For the past couple weeks…that’s why I couldn’t commit to the job. I had my mind too wrap around him. Remember when I started my fussing about finding a job?” Nodding, I motioned I remembered and couldn’t forget, but was so glad we were past that in our lives.

“Well, he helped a lot then. You too. But, I couldn’t exactly focus…he helped me focus more. After I got the job…one night I went over his place and thanked him, but we ended up having sex. It was the best thing in my life, but-”

“But?”

“But he has a girlfriend."

“Nicole what the hell?!?” How could she? That was a huge deal breaker and she knew that.

“That’s not the worst part…they have a child and the girl went to college with us.” I need a drink.

Motioning for the bartender I held up my cup for another. While he mixed I encouraged Nicole to continue her story of the…month!

“Well, he said that they were complicated and that right now he didn’t even know if they’ll last. I planned on ending it several times, but every time…we end up having sex and I fall deeper for that man. I don’t know, but there is something about him.” When she finished, I felt every drop of liquor drip from my body. I no longer need the bar, but something stronger. Just then, the bartender came with my drink.

“Nicole…where do you two stand, right now?” Shrugging she couldn’t even answer my question.

“I honestly don’t know. I met his daughter and she is beautiful. She actually reminds me of you. A small body with big curls covering her. She smiles and laughs at anything, and then she is so smart.” Dropping her head down, she let her hands rubbed against her glass in a comforting matter.

“I’ll hate to be the one who breaks her apart from her family.” I couldn’t say I understood, because that little girl used to be me. If Nicole had been anyone else…my reaction to this situation would be entirely different.

“Nikki, maybe you need to sit and talk with him.” I encouraged.

“That’s why I didn’t come home after graduation earlier, and also why I need tomorrow and Sunday with him.” Oh hell no!

“Okay, sure. I understand, just be careful with this Nicole okay?”

“I promise boo, I promise.” Nodding I turned directly to the bar and drawn down my drink.

Neither one of us was better than the other.

We all got angles. We all got demons.

Saturday morning was peaceful. Nicole had left for the remainder of the weekend, so our shopping therapy was over and I couldn’t be happier honestly.

And since I was the only one home, I decided to be a little mean and cook a simple breakfast of hash browns and bacon. When I finished eating, I cleaned the kitchen and got to the most interesting part of my day.

Jermaine’s email.

When I got home last night, he messaged me informing he did reply and that he expected me to look over his email and understand what he was saying to me. Hopefully, he said the right words or this could be the end.

To: LaToya Williams

From: Jermaine Cole

Subject: Fix it or Quite It, Cole

You seem to have a long list of problems throughout the entire contract and that itself is a huge problem for me LaToya.

I know you have worries with me being in control but I need you to understand why. If we can’t see eye to eye with this, then maybe we should cut all connections off. I don’t want to speak over email with you or through text message. Plus you know by now, I can’t stand talking on the phone with you over such subjects.  If you want to speak to me about this, then you can come over. If you come over to my house, park in my garage space and bring a sleeping bag for the weekend.

PS: I don’t plan on losing you….

Jermiane Cole

CEO, Cole Enterprise Holdings Inc.

Really? He also was so grumpy sometimes. He never would speak on such troubled things over the phone, text, or email. Why? I couldn’t even point it out; there couldn’t possibly be any reasons why.

But today I wasn’t doing that and I wasn’t going through it today with him and his mood swings. Today I was going to make sure I did something for me and forget the world around me. Nicole is gone and her parents were back in California or either on a plane going there.

Shutting off the laptop, I left his email as it was. Junk. I wasn’t going to reply and I wasn’t going to pop up at his place with a bag for a weekend. His said the next time he seen me he wanted me signed over to him and laid out on his sex bed.

I guess for now, that wasn’t happening.

Manhattan Mall was probably one of my favorite places to shop because it was so close to home for me. The mall had just the right stores, and for some reason I could never get over them.

I stopped by Afaze, City Streets, Square One, Strawberry, and then I stopped by RadioShack to see if I could finally find a phone case for my phone. But, it was there that I was officially read to go home. It wasn’t because I grew tired, or my feet hurt because I wore sneakers today, and wasn’t because of the rain because I was inside I wasn’t getting wet, plus I had on a Clippers Hoodie.

It wasn't a personally problem either, it was because none other…

         ( Graduation Night )

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