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times not spent during role play.
15. Master may address Submissive in any way he so chooses.
16. Master agrees to furnish Submissive with a symbolic token of ownership.
17. Submissive agrees to wear this symbol at all times.
18. Submissive agrees and understands that any infractions of this agreement, or any act Submissive commits that displeases Master, will result in ravishment.
19. Submissive understands that failure to comply with Master’s orders will result in a more severe ravishment.
20. Master will explain the reason for ravishment either before, during, or after.
Signed, this ___day of ___, ___.
_________________________
Master
_________________________
Submissive
“The symbol of my ownership over you is your wedding ring.” Julian hands me his Mont Blanc pen. “Are you ready to sign?”
I consider this briefly. Yes. I’m fully ready. It is such a turn on for me to be Julian’s submissive . I love and trust him so much.
I sign my name on the two copies of the Ravishment Agreement without hesitation and then watch as Julian signs and dates both copies. He turns and grins at me.
“ You’re all mine,” he growls in a low tone.
Julian leads me into the bedroom and takes out something from his leather suitcase. It’s a black face mask like criminals and robbers wear! He puts it on and all I see are his eyes glaring down at me. “Remember the safe word is heaven.”
I nod my head, excited.
“You will be overpowered and forced to surrender.”
I nod my head again, this time feeling nervous as well as excited.
“I want you to go out onto the terrace and enjoy the view. I will sneak up on you unexpectedly, grab you, and overpower you. Are you okay with this?” Julian examines me and I can tell in his fierce primal eyes that this turns him on and he needs this.
I feel my inside clench in anticipation. I have never done this before, but it sounds so exhilarating.
“ Yes,” I whisper.
I make my way out onto the rooftop terrace and stand gazing at the view of the dark ocean and the many millions of glistening white stars above in the pitch black sky. I wait for Julian to approach me.
I stand gazing out over the ocean for a while but still Julian has not made a move. I listen to the ocean waves crashing onto the shoreline. The full moon is shining brightly, reflecting white light onto the ocean water.
Suddenly, I feel Julian grab my stomach tightly and place his hand over my mouth. I cry out loudly in surprise, but my yells come out muffled against the palm of his hand. I resist him, trying to get away, getting into the victim mindset.
I am already eager to be fucked and ravished by him. I get a whiff of Julian’s delicious manly, spicy cologne. I love the smell of Julian!
Julian ’s hand comes away from my mouth as he quickly pulls both my hands behind my back and ties them tightly with rough rope.
“No , stop, let go of me,” I plead.
“I won’t hurt you if you listen to me,” he growls into my ear. Something fierc e and primitive grips my core.
I t ry and get into the victim mindset but it’s so fucking hard. Julian is my weakness and as desirable as the most tempting dessert.
“Help, help, someone help,” I cry out.
Julian places a piece of duct tape over my mouth.
He grabs my neck. “I’m going to fuck you in the bedroom,” he whispers into my ear.
He tosses me up on his back like a potato sack and strides across the terrace and inside our home. I slam his back with my fists as I squirm.
“Let go of me!” my words come out muffled through the duct tape. My struggle is futile as his arms are firmly clamped over my legs and my rear end.
In the bedroom, he throws me onto the bed. I land on my side, my arms tightly tied behind my back with rough rope. I look up and see Julian’s eyes glaring down at me through the eye holes of the black face mask as he takes off his pants and boxer briefs. I watch as his hardness springs free.
15. Master may address Submissive in any way he so chooses.
16. Master agrees to furnish Submissive with a symbolic token of ownership.
17. Submissive agrees to wear this symbol at all times.
18. Submissive agrees and understands that any infractions of this agreement, or any act Submissive commits that displeases Master, will result in ravishment.
19. Submissive understands that failure to comply with Master’s orders will result in a more severe ravishment.
20. Master will explain the reason for ravishment either before, during, or after.
Signed, this ___day of ___, ___.
_________________________
Master
_________________________
Submissive
“The symbol of my ownership over you is your wedding ring.” Julian hands me his Mont Blanc pen. “Are you ready to sign?”
I consider this briefly. Yes. I’m fully ready. It is such a turn on for me to be Julian’s submissive . I love and trust him so much.
I sign my name on the two copies of the Ravishment Agreement without hesitation and then watch as Julian signs and dates both copies. He turns and grins at me.
“ You’re all mine,” he growls in a low tone.
Julian leads me into the bedroom and takes out something from his leather suitcase. It’s a black face mask like criminals and robbers wear! He puts it on and all I see are his eyes glaring down at me. “Remember the safe word is heaven.”
I nod my head, excited.
“You will be overpowered and forced to surrender.”
I nod my head again, this time feeling nervous as well as excited.
“I want you to go out onto the terrace and enjoy the view. I will sneak up on you unexpectedly, grab you, and overpower you. Are you okay with this?” Julian examines me and I can tell in his fierce primal eyes that this turns him on and he needs this.
I feel my inside clench in anticipation. I have never done this before, but it sounds so exhilarating.
“ Yes,” I whisper.
I make my way out onto the rooftop terrace and stand gazing at the view of the dark ocean and the many millions of glistening white stars above in the pitch black sky. I wait for Julian to approach me.
I stand gazing out over the ocean for a while but still Julian has not made a move. I listen to the ocean waves crashing onto the shoreline. The full moon is shining brightly, reflecting white light onto the ocean water.
Suddenly, I feel Julian grab my stomach tightly and place his hand over my mouth. I cry out loudly in surprise, but my yells come out muffled against the palm of his hand. I resist him, trying to get away, getting into the victim mindset.
I am already eager to be fucked and ravished by him. I get a whiff of Julian’s delicious manly, spicy cologne. I love the smell of Julian!
Julian ’s hand comes away from my mouth as he quickly pulls both my hands behind my back and ties them tightly with rough rope.
“No , stop, let go of me,” I plead.
“I won’t hurt you if you listen to me,” he growls into my ear. Something fierc e and primitive grips my core.
I t ry and get into the victim mindset but it’s so fucking hard. Julian is my weakness and as desirable as the most tempting dessert.
“Help, help, someone help,” I cry out.
Julian places a piece of duct tape over my mouth.
He grabs my neck. “I’m going to fuck you in the bedroom,” he whispers into my ear.
He tosses me up on his back like a potato sack and strides across the terrace and inside our home. I slam his back with my fists as I squirm.
“Let go of me!” my words come out muffled through the duct tape. My struggle is futile as his arms are firmly clamped over my legs and my rear end.
In the bedroom, he throws me onto the bed. I land on my side, my arms tightly tied behind my back with rough rope. I look up and see Julian’s eyes glaring down at me through the eye holes of the black face mask as he takes off his pants and boxer briefs. I watch as his hardness springs free.
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