The Submission of Emma Marx Page #3

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Sit.

Well with a place this big I half expected you to have a butler.

No.

No butler.

I don't really like inviting people into my world.

Thank you for agreeing to meet with me.

Well the...the curiosity is killing me. I'm sure you already know that.

Eat.

You are going to tell me why I'm here right?

I've been waiting for nearly 4 months.

It's a date.

A date?

When was two people getting dressed up for dinner not a date?

Okay it's not a date.

Here.

Read that. Tell me what you think.

Up until this moment...

...nearly everything about William had been a mystery to me.

Who he was what he was about what made him tick.

But now....mapped out in the finest print on watermarked paper...

...were his innermost secrets so perverse...so shocking I never could've dreamt them up.

This document that he casually slid across the dining room table was not so casual at all.

Words like fisting flogging and nipple clips stood out.

Words like dom and sub and master and slave were thrown around with no consequence.

Is this a contract soliciting me...

...for a BDSM relationship?

What if it was?

Is it?

Wow! [hmmm]

Thank you for the ... life-changing opportunity Mr. Frederick.

But...

...I'll have to pass.

I prefer being the one in control.

Not the one being told what to do.

That's where you're wrong!

Because if it was true then why show up tonight?

Shear curiosity!

I told you that.

Fair enough...

But...

...that's not why you're wearing the thigh-high stockings I told you to wear is it?

You are wearing them aren't you?

I like.... being in control.

Is that a fact?

No I want you to get undressed.

It was out of character for me.

Following orders but for whatever reason....

...I wanted to obey him.

And your underwear.

Now I want you to touch yourself.

Look at me while you do it.

Yeah.

Come on. Get yourself off.

Good.

Now sit on the table.

Now take my clothes off.

Look at me.

Now the zipper.

Give me your hand.

Look at me.

Hands behind your back.

When I woke the next day as much as I wanted to convince myself that this was a dream it wasn't.

And last night's sex marathon....

...had ended in a series of negotiations that I'm still fuzzy about.

Come or go or stay.

Is yours of course.

You can leave anytime you want.

And...I won't chase you.

Although I'll probably want to....

I don't ... nipple clips...

....and absolutely nothing involving suffocation.

...choking...

I can't believe I'm having this conversation!

Go on.

I'm also not a fan of gynecological devices.

And...

...I'm definitely nervous about the punishment part.

And I'm on the fence with anal.

Pain is the pleasure.

We'll see.

As for the other things they can go.

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