CHAPTER FOUR
It would be some time before I first received praise from my Daddy, and the first time I received that praise is something I will always remember.
Daddy had had me move into his home properly the week after he bought me. To do this he had me coordinate with his staff to have me bought to my own home where I would pack up a few things and have them bought over here. It was an easy task, and done while Daddy was working. I didn't have much that I wanted to bring with me. After my things were moved, Daddy had his lawyer draft a contract, the contract was initially not very complicated, then with each time my Daddy would look at it, he would see that there was something he didn't like about it. When that happened, Daddy would get Rosa to write up corrections and send those back to the lawyer.
At first I felt confused, why was he taking this so seriously? Was this contract legally binding? Surely as slavery wasn't legal, no contact could be made legal either. But then with a lawyer involved I wasn't sure that it couldn't be legally binding. Why else would you get a lawyer to write it and not just get Rosa to write up a few lines before both signing the agreement?
While I was waiting for the contract to be written up, Daddy had me doing other things in the meantime. I would be helping to set up a little girls room, something I had never heard of before. Apparently Daddy's last slave - a girl I hadn't heard much about - was a woman who loved her toys, coloring books and the color pink.
The little girls room was a room that Daddy had set aside for his baby girl to decorate how she chose. It was 'her room', a room that was supposed to inhabit her personality and that was supposed to show the world just who she was. Or rather, it was supposed to show her Daddy just who she was and the space in the home that was set aside for her, because, without expressly saying it, Daddy had made clear that his portion of the home was for him alone and I wasn't any more than a visitor.
I could deal with being a visitor in Daddy's part of the home. Although we had never discussed it before, I knew that Daddy was waiting until the contract was written up and signed to take advantage of his sexual privileges. I was sure that could be the only reason he hadn't taken advantage of those privileges yet. I wanted to give him those privileges right now though, and felt frustrated that I couldn't. Daddy was hot, and I wanted to give him access to my body in any way he saw fit, but wasn't sure how I could do it with this frame work. As a result of my having less power in the relationship to steer the ship and tell Daddy what I wanted, I said nothing and did nothing and just let it go. Daddy would take me when he was good and ready, I reasoned. Never before.
The presence that my Daddy had was strong and tough and to be held in his attentions was something I hungered for more than I hungered for sex. Pleasing this man felt important to me.
Because of all the meetings Daddy had, they kept him busy and he was a man of action. He would go to work and get shit done. The amount of money he had to play with was something I had never seen in my life. While I worked away at being better and fought for every extra dollar in the pay check before we'd met, Daddy wouldn't get out of bed in the morning for less than what amounted to a years wage for most people.
Then there was the spending. Whenever Daddy took me out on a date, he would want the best of everything for us. Even though in that first week we only had the one date, we still took the chopper there, and we still ate food that I wouldn't have imagined eating before we met. There's Michelin star, then there's what we had. I was sure this food - that we'd had to fly to New York for the evening to get - was being eaten at a restaurant that you had to wait months to get into, but Daddy had apparently only decided that day that we would go there.
There's something powerful about a man who can get anything he wants any way he wants. There's something that drives me crazy about him, even as I can't put my finger on exactly what that is. The thing that drives me crazy about him too is clearly not just the money. Of course, there's something liberating about having the freedom to say no to a 100k idea just because it doesn't suit you, and I had to appreciate that my Daddy had the power to do that whereas most people wouldn't. Yet, it wasn't the money that drew me to him, it was the power that he had. It permeated in everything he did, and in the man he was.
This man had power, and riches beyond belief, and I was just about to find out what it was that made him so kinky after all.
One day when I was decorating the little girls room the way I wanted, which entailed getting rid of most of what had been there previously and telling Rosa what I would like there instead. I wanted less dolls houses, and more soft toys. Less candy-pink and duller tones, maybe purple. That was when Al appeared to tell me Daddy wanted me in his study.
I hadn't even been aware that Daddy was home, so when I found out that not only was Daddy home but that he was also in his study and wanted to see me, I gave Al a huge smile and ran out the door. I literally ran all the way to Daddy's study where I found him sitting behind his desk.
"You didn't knock." Daddy told me without looking up. His desk sat prominently in the middle of the office facing the door.
Immediately, I felt my tummy sink. I had disappointed my Daddy. "I'm sorry Daddy." I told him, "I should have knocked. I just didn't think."
Daddy nodded slightly before looking up at me. He knew I didn't think before knocking but he really didn't care, he had bigger fish to fry right now. "Come in then, and sit down."
Daddy's formal tone caught me a bit off guard. I took it on board though and gave him a little smile before entering the room properly and turning to close the study door. I turned and walked towards the chairs in front of Daddy's desk and sat in one. Sitting there I felt every bit of the little girl that Daddy called me. The chair was over sized, as was the desk and I was sure Daddy was positioned higher than I was, as I felt like he was looking down at me.
Feeling this small as an adult is an odd feeling, it's something that you don't tend to expect, so when it happens you're not sure what to do. You're caught off guard.
So there I sat, before my Daddy, feeling extra small, waiting for the Axe to fall. I felt rather naughty, even though I was sure I had done nothing wrong.
"Baby girl," Daddy began, "I have something for you."
Daddy picked up a manila folder to his left and placed it in front of me. I looked down at it, then up at him, then right back down at the folder again. Within this folder was my contract, and I knew it without having to open the folder.
My fingers were slow to react. I know because I was staring at them as they shook. They shook until I touched the front of the folder and taking a deep breath opened it up.
I held that breath for a second as I looked the contract over, it looked simple, but well written. I wasn't sure if it was legally binding but even holding it in my hands (weather it was legal or not) made all of this real in a way that my having moved into his house, slept beside him in his bed and started redecorating a room of my own never could.
The contract read as follows:
Slave Contract
The following is a contract between ________ (hereafter referred to as slave, little girl, baby girl or slave baby girl) and _______ (hereafter referred to as master or Daddy). The agreement relates to a consensual total power exchange (TPE) and age play arrangement between the slave baby girl and her Daddy with elements of age play and BDSM included. The contract is in effect from date signed until the death of the slave and/or master or the release of the slave baby girl from her Daddies care. If the contract is amended, the new contract will replace this one and this contract must be destroyed.
1.0.0 Slave's Role
The slave baby girl hereafter agrees to submit completely to her Daddy in all ways. There are no boundaries of place, time, or situation in which the slave may willfully refuse to obey the directive of the master without risking punishment, except in situations where the slave's veto (see section 1.0.1) applies, or in situations where the baby girl or her Daddy reasonably believe that physical, psychological or emotional harm can come to themselves or someone else as a result of the slave undertaking an order. The slave also agrees that, once entered into the Slave Contract, their body belongs to their master and Daddy. That their body will be used as Daddy sees fit, within the guidelines defined herein. All of the slave's possessions likewise belong to her Daddy as of her signing this contract, including all assets, finances, and material goods, to do with as her Daddy sees fit. The slave baby girl agrees to please her Daddy to the best of her ability, in that the baby girl now exists solely for the pleasure of her Daddy.
1.0.1 Slave's Veto
The slave baby girl, where appropriate, holds veto power over any command given by the master. When the slaves veto is enacted the slave baby girl is rightfully refusing to obey one of Daddy's commands. The slave's veto power may only be invoked under the following circumstances, or where agreed by both master and slave:
As previously stated in the contract, where a command could reasonably result in physical, emotional or mental harm coming to the slave or another person including the master.
Where said command conflicts with any existing laws in the country where the slave and master are residing, or any country that the slave and master visit, either together or separately in the course of their lives.
2.0.0 Master's Role
Daddy accepts the responsibility of the slave baby girl's wellbeing and health in addition to the slave baby girl's worldly possessions. Daddy also accepts the commitment to treat the slave baby girl fairly and with respect. Daddy takes responsibility for any training and assistance the slave baby girl requires, for punishment and to generally care for the slave until the slave is released or either the slave baby girl or her Daddy die.
3.0.0 Punishment
The slave baby girl agrees to accept any punishment which her Daddy decides to inflict, whether earned or not. The slave baby girl will not complain about or try to lessen punishment including crying, hissy fits, or hiding her bum when Daddy wants to spank it.
3.0.1 Rules for Fair Punishment
Punishment of the slave baby girl is subject to certain rules designed to protect the slave baby girl from intentional abuse or permanent bodily harm (see 4.0.0). Punishment must not incur permanent bodily harm, or the following forms of abuse:
1. Blood may not be drawn at any time.
2. The body is not to suffer from burning
3. Drastic loss of circulation for any period of time must not occur.
4. Causing internal bleeding beyond slight bruising from spanking and similar activities.
5. Loss of consciousness
6. Withholding of any necessary materials, such as food, water, or sunlight for extended periods of time.
4.0.0 Permanent Bodily Harm
As the body of the slave baby girl indeed belongs to her Daddy, Daddy accepts the responsibility of protecting the baby girl slave's body from permanent bodily harm. Should the slave baby girl ever come to permanent bodily harm during the course of punishment or in any other activity directly related to their status as baby girl slave, whether by intention or accident, such will be grounds for immediate termination of this contract, should the slave baby girl so desire. Contract termination would of course result in the slave baby girl leaving her Daddy's residence and regaining any of her possessions which her material Daddy has been holding.
5.0.0 Others
The baby girl slave agrees to have no other lovers, boyfriends, girlfriends, masters, Daddies, play partners or partners. Daddy also agrees to have no other lovers, girlfriends, baby girls or slaves. Neither will engage with sexual activity or BDSM activities with others. Both will remain monogamous in spirit as well as action.
6.0.0 Secrecy
All physical evidence of the slavery will be kept in total secrecy, except where both Daddy and slave baby girl agree. Any violation of this clause shall be cause to terminate this contract and the relationship between Daddy and baby girl to dissolve.
7.0.0 Alteration of Contract
This contract may not be altered, except when both Daddy and slave baby girl agree. If the contract is altered, the new contract shall be printed and signed, and then the old contract must be destroyed.
8.0.0 Termination of Contract
This contract may be terminated at any time by the master, but never by the slave baby girl, except under special conditions already explained within this contract. Upon termination, all physical evidence of the slavery, including this contract, will be destroyed. Upon termination, Daddy is to provide his little girl with her possessions and any material goods she previously owned such as real estate, investments, shares, bonds, etc. and with a small amount of money to start a new life.
9.0.0 Slave's Signature
I have read and fully understand this contract in its entirety. I agree to give everything I own to my master and Daddy, and further accept my Daddy's claim of ownership over my physical body. I understand that I will be commanded and trained and punished as a slave baby girl, and I promise to be true and to fulfill the pleasures and desires of my Daddy to the best of my abilities. I understand that I cannot withdraw from this contract except as already stated in this contract.
Signature:____________Date:________
9.0.1 Master's Signature
I have read and fully understand this contract in its entirety. I agree to accept this slave baby girl as my property, body and possessions, and to care for them to the best of my ability. I shall provide for my baby girl's security and well-being and command her, train her, and punish her as a slave baby girl. I understand the responsibility implicit in this arrangement, and agree that no harm shall come to the slave baby girl as long as they are mine. I further understand that I can withdraw from this contract at any time.
Signature:____________ Date:_________
After I read over the contract once, I gave it another quick read through. It sounded scary, mentions of permanent bodily harm and not owning anything. If things went badly, I would be relying on this man who I had known for only a week to not only release me from a consensual slavery agreement, but also to return my personal belongings and assets.
I knew what I had signed up for when I first put myself up for auction at the slave auction, holding this contract though just made it feel all the more real. I had read so much about consensual slavery and BDSM, and it turned me on. The reality though could be something different. It took me a long moment to think about that, to weigh up the risk and the reward. To think of what I could lose (potentially some inheritance) and what I could gain (autonomy, freedom, experience of a different lifestyle of which I had always craved).
I looked up at Daddy then and asked, "do you have a pen?"
Smiling, Daddy handed me a pen which he withdrew from his suits breast pocket like a small sword. With one quick swish I signed my name on the contract. Looking up, I smiled at Daddy and he took the contract off me and signed it himself, under the part for 'master's signature'.
I would discover later when I spoke to other kinksters online that this whole contract signing thing is sometimes turned into a whole ceremony with candles and naked slaves kneeling all over the place. I preferred it this way, a low key signing and then we could focus on our relationship, rather than ritual and trying to show off how real and true we were to the BDSM cause, whatever that was.
And the first thing Daddy ordered me to do was what really got the ball rolling between Daddy and I.