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I Want To Be Your Slave

... good." She made a tactical error. "Do you want me to persuade you?" She said, reaching for Will. "I'm sure I could be persuaded." I said, and pushed back form the desk to give her better access. But damn, I had to point out the flaw in the plan. "You do know if you persuade me, that would be a duress, the contract would be invalid." She paused, stood up, stuck her tongue out at me and pouted. "You're no fun." Damn my compulsions. She kissed me again, and then hugged me so her bosom pressed in my face. "I love you so much." I was distracted again. She stood back again. "Are you going to accept my offer?" "Is this what you really want?" "Yes it is." I had no defense against this. She should have started this way. "You're totally sure? You know the consequences? I can't persuade you otherwise?" "I'm totally sure. This is my decision. This is what I want." I gave up the fight. "I need to find a guinea. Excuse me." I got up and rang the bell. Shortly after James entered. "You rang sir." "Yes James, could you find me a guinea coin." "Certainly sir, I shall see if I can find one." "Quickly James, its somewhat urgent." "Very good sir." As he left the room. "Oh Stephen, thank you." She hugged me and kissed me. She reached down again and squeezed Will, "I'd help you with that, but I think you might better use of him this afternoon." A cough interrupted us, I tuned to James who had entered. "Your coin sir." "Thank you James, that will be all." James withdrew. I sat down at the desk ...

... again, I took out a pen. I handed it to Maria, she dipped it in the ink well and signed her name in the appropriate place. She handed me the pen. I took a deep breath. I stalled, thinking the pen was due some innovation soon, this inkwell business was silly. I couldn't think of anyway of avoiding it, so I signed. I took out a block of red wax, I melted some over the candle, and impressed my ring in the wax pool. I melted some more wax and Maria impressed her ring along side. She looked at me expectantly. I couldn't think what she was expecting. The impasse lasted a while before she broke the silence. "Are you trying to cheat me you geil bastaard?" Uh? I wasn't expecting this. "What?" "Where's my guinea? If I'm going to offload this worthless slave on you, I at least want the geld." "Worthless? You said she was the finest slave you had." "You're signed now, hand it over." I made a great show of handing over the coin, wondering where this scene was headed. "I'll go fetch the teef." spat Maria with obvious distaste and flounced out of the room. I was left somewhat bemused. Some short while later, the was a hesitant knock on the door. "Come!" I said reflexively. The door opened and in shuffled Maria. Her gaze firmly on the floor. "You are Maria?" I enquired. "Yes Master." replied Maria meekly. She had on a different dress than the other Maria had earlier, this one more befitting a slave. "Approach!" I ordered. The following events are a different story, and one I'm not sure I'm ready ...