A few more words from me, stormy. Deity will return soon, promise!
Robert and I have only known each other for about 2 months. He's a dominant man and I'm a submissive girl, but we are simply platonic friends. Yet that doesn't stop him from getting ideas in his head.
The other day, while I thought he was taking a moment of quiet reflection, he was apparently busy conjuring up a way to explain his own kinky idea of an Indecent Proposal.
"I had the most remarkable idea on the way home from work today," he said abruptly.
"I believe I shall win the lottery and purchase you."
The terms: I would be 'acquired' for $1 million, for one year of service.
The conditions: I would receive no markings or body modifications for that first year; I would not be required to engage in any act that placed my life in danger or risked injury; and I could walk away at any time, with compensation for 'time served.'
Beyond those conditions, I would be owned in my entirety and used as he wished - and believe me, Robert has a very dark list of interesting activities he likes to indulge in.
This contract would be signed before a lawyer, the money placed in escrow, to be paid to me 365 days after signing. Then I could choose to sign a contract for a second year... but for only $1. Conditions to be renegotiated (and certainly not in my favor).
"Money isn't a big motivator for me," I said after some thought. "Why would you think I would ever agree to this?"
"Oh, because you want to," he answered.
Damn. And so now you know: Gambling really can be dangerous.
(Would you sign it? Personally, I find the idea terribly seductive... I'm just not telling Robert that.)