my acceptance of submission by Evangeline Chase under the terms stated above on this the 2nd day of October in the year 2012.
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Signature of Dominant
I don’t know how much time passed, or how slowly I read each word, or how many times I had read the contract wholly—but I was in shock. I had never seen a contract between a dominant and a submissive, and I don’t know what I expected but, this was nothing like I would have imagined.
This contract wasn’t for the sole benefit of the dominant, nor did it have anything to do with inflicting pain; it was for the growth and benefit of the couple as a whole—the sexual, personal, and emotional growth of the dominant and submissive. I was struck by worship for Alexander and for what he had presented to me: unconditional love in an unconventional way.
Alexander was right; I knew what I had to do.
CHAPTER SIX
“Miss Chase, oh my eyes have never been so happy to see such a sight, and what a sight you are!” Brant embraced me tightly and affectionately. “Alexander is waiting for you in the kitchen. You are just in time; I’ve set the table for dinner.”
But as I moved into the foyer, I couldn’t understand how he knew, why Alexander was waiting for me , and how had I been on time for dinner. How could he have known that I would come to him?
“How long are you going to stand there with your questions? If I wasn’t so attracted to your intelligence, I would have added a line about stopping you from thinking all the time; it seems to always be the cause for our dinner getting cold. Come, sit.” And there he was, my master , prepared to take control of my mind, body, and soul.
“Well, I’m just glad that there is at least one thing that you don’t want to change about me,” I added before moving toward the table.
But just then Alexander stopped me. “You still don’t get it. Not one of those rules is about changing you . It’s about turning your fear into courage. You will see what I see in you—in time.” Alexander pressed his lips to my forehead, giving me the first endearing kiss I’d had from him in months.
He pulled out a chair for me and pushed me closer to the table, first placing a napkin in my lap and then doing the same as he sat beside me.
“So, you must have questions,” he prompted.
“Now, you know I always have questions,” I returned sarcastically, but Alexander found no amusement in it. “I’m sorry, I…Well, first, how did you know I’d come here?”
Alexander placed both my hands in his, and he held them securely. “Because I see in your eyes the love that I feel in my heart; and though it frightens you, you’ve suffered from the desire to seize and grow that love, just as I have. That’s how I knew you would come to me. But what I don’t know is: did you sign the contract?”
“No, I did not,” I responded sharply.
Alexander’s shoulders fell and his back slumped into the chair. The hurt that consumed his expression was heartbreaking.
“Don’t make that face. There is a place for signature for us both. One for me offering my submission to you as my dominant, and another for you to accept my submission.” I made it clear to him that I fully understood the letter he had given me. “The way I see it, the contract’s purpose is to acknowledge an equal understanding of our attraction for each other and a common desire to see this relationship reach new levels of ecstasy, respect, and love.”
Alexander remained silent, presumably in awe of my acknowledgment and acceptance of this new stage in our lives.
“Losing you gave me the realization that I don’t want to be without you. The emotions and elation I felt when I was with you was unlike anything I had ever felt before. It is something that I do not wish to receive from anyone else but you. The pain that Michael caused me was nothing compared to how I pained from having sent you away. But it made me forget; it made me blank.” I
____________________________
Signature of Dominant
I don’t know how much time passed, or how slowly I read each word, or how many times I had read the contract wholly—but I was in shock. I had never seen a contract between a dominant and a submissive, and I don’t know what I expected but, this was nothing like I would have imagined.
This contract wasn’t for the sole benefit of the dominant, nor did it have anything to do with inflicting pain; it was for the growth and benefit of the couple as a whole—the sexual, personal, and emotional growth of the dominant and submissive. I was struck by worship for Alexander and for what he had presented to me: unconditional love in an unconventional way.
Alexander was right; I knew what I had to do.
CHAPTER SIX
“Miss Chase, oh my eyes have never been so happy to see such a sight, and what a sight you are!” Brant embraced me tightly and affectionately. “Alexander is waiting for you in the kitchen. You are just in time; I’ve set the table for dinner.”
But as I moved into the foyer, I couldn’t understand how he knew, why Alexander was waiting for me , and how had I been on time for dinner. How could he have known that I would come to him?
“How long are you going to stand there with your questions? If I wasn’t so attracted to your intelligence, I would have added a line about stopping you from thinking all the time; it seems to always be the cause for our dinner getting cold. Come, sit.” And there he was, my master , prepared to take control of my mind, body, and soul.
“Well, I’m just glad that there is at least one thing that you don’t want to change about me,” I added before moving toward the table.
But just then Alexander stopped me. “You still don’t get it. Not one of those rules is about changing you . It’s about turning your fear into courage. You will see what I see in you—in time.” Alexander pressed his lips to my forehead, giving me the first endearing kiss I’d had from him in months.
He pulled out a chair for me and pushed me closer to the table, first placing a napkin in my lap and then doing the same as he sat beside me.
“So, you must have questions,” he prompted.
“Now, you know I always have questions,” I returned sarcastically, but Alexander found no amusement in it. “I’m sorry, I…Well, first, how did you know I’d come here?”
Alexander placed both my hands in his, and he held them securely. “Because I see in your eyes the love that I feel in my heart; and though it frightens you, you’ve suffered from the desire to seize and grow that love, just as I have. That’s how I knew you would come to me. But what I don’t know is: did you sign the contract?”
“No, I did not,” I responded sharply.
Alexander’s shoulders fell and his back slumped into the chair. The hurt that consumed his expression was heartbreaking.
“Don’t make that face. There is a place for signature for us both. One for me offering my submission to you as my dominant, and another for you to accept my submission.” I made it clear to him that I fully understood the letter he had given me. “The way I see it, the contract’s purpose is to acknowledge an equal understanding of our attraction for each other and a common desire to see this relationship reach new levels of ecstasy, respect, and love.”
Alexander remained silent, presumably in awe of my acknowledgment and acceptance of this new stage in our lives.
“Losing you gave me the realization that I don’t want to be without you. The emotions and elation I felt when I was with you was unlike anything I had ever felt before. It is something that I do not wish to receive from anyone else but you. The pain that Michael caused me was nothing compared to how I pained from having sent you away. But it made me forget; it made me blank.” I
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