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Section Three: Submissive's pledge
I will do my best to serve my Master. I will work hard to correct any insecurities or inhibitions that interfere with my capability to serve you. I will not hold past mistakes against you. I will do what I can to try and trust again.
I will not interfere in any way with Mr. Hudson's marriage to Quinn Turner. I understand that Mr. Hudson may end our contract at any time to preserve his marriage.
This I, Victoria Yates, do entreat with lucidity and the realization of what this means, both stated and implied, in the conviction that this offer will be understood
Should either of us find that our aspirations are not being well served by this agreement, find this commitment too burdensome, or for any other reason wish to cancel, either Mr. Hudson or Mrs. Yates may do so by verbal notification to the other in keeping with the consensual nature of this contract. We both understand that cancellation means a cessation of the power exchange dynamic indicated and implied within this agreement.
Upon cancellation, each of us agrees to offer the other his or her reasons and to assess the new needs and situation openly. This agreement shall serve as the basis for an extension of our relationship, committed to in the spirit of consensual Dominance and Submission.
Section Four: Signatures
This contract is valid from this day of signing until this date, February 2, 2023, and at that, it may be renewed or renegotiated if the Dominant and/or submissive is of that interest.
I offer my consent of submission to Joel Hudson under the terms stated above on the 2nd day of February in the year. x Victoria Yates
I offer My acceptance of submission by Victoria Yates under the terms stated above on the 2nd day of February in the year. x Joel Hudson
Chapter Forty-Four: Incredibly Manly
When Quinn finished reading the contract, they sat in stunned silence. “Well.” Tenn cleared his throat. “She violated pretty much every term he laid out.”
“It's completely one-sided. What was she getting out of it?” Quinn sounded like she was going to be sick, and when Tenn turned around, he could see the outrage on her face. “How could she think this was okay and sign it?”
“Flacara,” He reached out and brushed her cheek softly. “While I admire your empathy, Viki is not stupid or easily swayed, and she definitely doesn't do anything she doesn't want to do. She read the contract and agreed to it. She wanted it to happen, she consented, and until she met you, she was okay with it.”
“What changed when she met Quinn?” Quill glanced at Tenn as he drove them back to Quinn’s house.
“It made her realize that Joel's been lying to her, and she started questioning him. Now I'm suddenly not behaving the way she wants me to anymore, so she knows our marriage is over, what that means for her and now wants an actual relationship with Joel.” Tenn explained. “She might be trying to prove she's better than Quinn, or she might be scared about potentially needing to move back to Chicago. But Quinn and I meeting popped the affair bubble.”
“Poor them.” Quill rolled his eyes as he pulled into Quinn's driveway and parked. “God, they deserve one another. What do you think is gonna happen when they get home?”
“I think it’s safe to assume they’ve broken up.” Quinn sighed, looking annoyed. “Which means we get to deal with them all week and their attempts to fix things without them disappearing to see one another.”
“Viki's mom will be at my house, so I should be fine. Plus, I'm back to work tomorrow.” Tenn looked at Quinn, letting his concern for her show. “Are you going to be okay?”
“Yeah, if things get weird or too much, I'll go to Quill's place. I have codes to get in. Plus, I have to start the Friday night food and drinks list. It's gonna be all finger foods, and anything I can prep ahead, I will.” She smiled at him reassuringly. “I'll be fine.”
“I wonder how he'll explain things away.” Quill mused as he got out of the car.
“No idea. Should be interesting.” Quinn hugged him. “Thanks for driving us.”
“Sure, Q.” He grinned, obviously recognizing the dismissal. “See you guys later.” When he got in his car and drove away, she turned to Tenn.
“We better get back to your place and clean up. I'm pretty sure my ripped panties are somewhere on your couch.” She kept her voice low so that it wouldn't be picked up on the ring cam. “I'll follow you in my car.”
Tenn nodded. “Probably a smart idea.”
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When they were done cleaning and had loaded all the stuff Quinn brought over to cook at his place back into her car, Tenn pulled her up to the bedroom, determined to make the most of the last few hours he had with her.
Pulling her tight against him, he ran his hands over her back down to her ass and squeezed. “The next five days are gonna be torture.” He mumbled as he kissed her shoulder.
“We're still gonna hang out.” Quinn smiled and tilted her head to give him more access, shivering as he kissed his way up her neck.
“I know, but we have to behave.” He wrinkled his nose in mock disgust. “And while I don't think sex is a bedroom-only sport, I'm not going to do what they were doing and steal away for quickies in the backseat of the car or rent a cheap motel for an hour.” He rested his forehead on hers. “I want you, Beautiful.” He swallowed and reached for the hem of her shirt to pull it over her head. “I've gotten a taste and can't give it up.”