Daddy

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Summary

Ami takes a job as a submissive because she needed the money, she didn’t count on falling for her dominant daddy. What will happen when the contracts ends? This is throuple (three person relationship) if you're not into that then don't read it.

Status
Excerpt
Chapters
3
Rating
4.8 34 reviews
Age Rating
18+

Chapter 1

Currently I'm a year away from my masters degree in engineering research, I had a full scholarship but the organization that sponsored it ran out of money and filed for bankruptcy. Since I don't have my masters, only a bachelor's, I can't get a job in my field and have been stuck being a receptionist for some pompous ass that calls himself a lawyer. By the way, my name is Amrika, or Ami and I'm twenty one. I am an only child, was homeschooled and am slightly socially awkward because until I started college the only people I interacted with were my parents.

I need to do something to earn more money so I can finish my degree otherwise, I'll be stuck here.

I read the ad in the wanted section needing a female live in for six months, sounded simple enough. I mean I like kids and if it was to care for an old person, well, they’re just like big kids. I met with the agency that posted the ad and I couldn’t have been more wrong it wasn’t to care for someone it was to be a submissive. I was ready to walk out as she was telling me what I could expect until she got to the money part, half a million dollars for six months.

“Wait, wait,” holding my hand up, “you’re telling me that this man is going to pay me half a million dollars to have sex with me and spank me?”

“As I’ve said there’s more to it than that but basically, yes.”

Half a million dollars would be more than enough for me to get my Engineering doctorate. I know there’s a lot I don’t know about sex but I’m sure I could manage.

“Am I still able to go to work?”

“As long as it is during the day. Nights and weekends would be spoken for.” Handing me a contract, “read this over. You can ask Mr. Brackney any questions during the meeting.”

“Meeting?”

“Yes. He will be arriving shortly.”

I scanned over the contract and it didn’t seem bad the rules weren’t terrible.

Rules:

1. Submissive is to show proof of her health and is to remain healthy.

2. Submissive will have every Tuesday to themselves.

5. Master is to be addressed as honey when in public and sir or daddy in private and will address the submissive as whatever he sees fit.

8. Submissive will be on time. Every time.

12. Submissive will refrain from any sexual acts with anyone other than Master for the duration of the contract. Unless Master gives permission.

16. Master and submissive shall remain honest.

25. Submissive will travel with master as requested.

30. Submissive will grant master full control during play time.

35. In the event that the submissive should use her safe word all actions will stop.

40. Master shall punish submissive in any way he sees fit. Punishments may include: spanking, edging, denial of orgasm, forced silence, cuckolding, forced orgasms in public, using or denial usage of toys, cuffing ect.

45. Master shall reward submissive as he sees fit.

57. In the event that master uses a form of punishment not listed or previously discussed that results in physical harm to submissive, either party reserves the right to terminate this contract.

62. Submissive shall refrain from using alcohol in excess.

70. Submissive shall carry herself with dignity and always be dressed appropriately when in the presence of Master.

I wouldn’t be wearing a collar and the potential list of punishments didn’t seem to scare me. When I got to the part on travel I paused, “can I add something of my own?”

“What?”

“Travel that involves weekdays would be given notice of at least a week. I have a job and can’t just take off at the last minute.”

She gestures to the door, “ask for yourself.”

The man that stood in front of me looked like god himself created him. Piercing blue eyes, short dirty blond hair, muscles that looked they were just begging to be free, and beautiful tanned skin. According to the contract he is thirty but doesn't look it. I was so busy trying not to stare that I didn’t even realize she was speaking.

“That can be added,” his voice was deep with the hint of a British accent. “Phone.”

I handed him my incredibly old iPhone with the broken screen and he frowned at it.

“I will have a new one waiting for you when you arrive tomorrow. As you read you are expected to be home by five every evening, tardiness is not something I tolerate and expect to be notified in the event that you will not be on time.”

There were some questions that I had about the contract and I guess we will talk about them another time, as he has already left.

“Questions?”

Or maybe she can answer them. “Yes. I don’t see where it mentions for of birth control and any sexual diseases.”

“It is an unwritten rule that the submissive will provide proof of an IUD, tubule, or implant. Pills are not allowed. As far as sexual diseases, you will both be tested and can only proceed if they are clear. We have a doctor to do them. What protection do you currently use?”

“I have an IUD. What about oral sex?”

“Again, unwritten rule that oral is expected from you and it is up to him if you receive any.”

Once I was done giving an embarrassing and in depth detail of my one and only past sexual experience I was escorted down the hall to the awaiting doctor for my blood work and exam.

The doctor reminded me of my boss. He seemed to enjoy my internal exam too much, it felt like he was fingering me. I swear I heard him zipping up his pants when he was done along with sniffing and lick his glove. As I was getting dressed I saw his cum on the floor and that confirmed my suspicions, he had jacked himself off.

I came back clean, as I knew I would, and was given his address.