New Contract
Madison
I taped the box I was packing up. It hadn’t taken me long to pack up the small apartment. None of the furniture was mine so all I had was my clothes, toiletries, and a few dishes. The hardest part of packing had been breaking down my small desk and that only took me an hour to do by myself. I carried the box out of my front door to put it on top of the other 16 boxes there. I sighed, realizing again that all my boxes wouldn’t fit into my sedan and that I would have to come back to get the rest of my things.
After a quick check of the apartment, I picked up one of the bigger boxes to carry down to my car. When I stepped off the bottom stair, my name was called behind me. I groaned, recognizing my landlord’s voice. I kept moving outside to my car, setting the box down so I could open my trunk as my landlord stormed up to me.
“Are you moving out?” He asked angrily.
I swallowed nervously. “Yes.”
“You have 8 months left on your lease. You have to give me the rent. You can’t just leave. It’s a violation of the terms of the lease. I will sue you for 3 times what you owe me per the lease you signed.”
Before I could respond, a man stepped between me and my landlord. “How much is your rent, Miss Morgan?”
“Who are you?” I asked.
“My name is irrelevant. Mr. Morgan asked me to watch over you today in case you needed anything. I am to ensure your safety and handle anything you need on your behalf.”
I stared at the back of his head. “H-he did?”
“Yes, ma’am. If you would tell me how much your rent is, I can write him a check to cover three times what you have left.”
“$1,250,” I told him.
He pulled a checkbook out of his pocket before writing out a check and handing it to the landlord, who immediately grinned.
“When can you be out?”
I rolled my eyes. “Today, I hope.”
The man between us turned toward me. “How much more do you have to bring down?”
“Like a dozen boxes and my desk.”
“I will gather the rest of it for you and take it to Mr. Morgan’s house. Are you heading to his office now?”
“What time is it?”
“4:25 PM.”
I slapped my hand against my forehead. “Oh, God. I’m late. Can you help me put this box in my trunk?”
He easily lifted the box for me before shutting the door. I pushed my apartment keys into his hands, quickly telling him my apartment number and to leave all the furniture. I jumped into my car and was speeding toward the office in seconds, watching the minutes tick on as I drove. I slammed to a stop outside of the building before racing inside. I bypassed the main lobby’s check in desk as I rushed to the elevators, furiously pushing the up button. The elevator took forever to arrive on the ground floor and took even longer to take me up to his floor. As soon as I stepped out, Mrs. Taylor waved me to the back.
“Go on. You’re late. You know how Mr. Morgan is when people are tardy.”
Dread filled me. I did know. He would be angry and I hated when he was angry. I knocked on his office door, entering at his brisk acknowledgement. I bit my lip at the look of agitation on his face when he saw me.
“I’m sorry I was late. I-”
He pointed to the chair in front of his desk. “Sit!”
I gulped nervously as I walked across the room to sit down.
“You’re late!” He snapped.
I lowered my head. “I apologize. I was packing my apartment up.”
“Is it done?”
“Yes, sir."
“Did you go to the doctor?”
I nodded, reaching into my pocket to pull out the small folded up packet the doctor’s receptionist had given me to place it in front of him. “Yes, sir.”
“Did you get birth control?” He asked, ignoring the paper.
“Yes, sir.”
“Did you go shopping?”
“Yes, sir, and I had everything I bought delivered to your house,” I answered, blushing as I thought about the one store I had shopped at.
“I have a new contract for you to sign.”
He put a stack of papers in front of me and my head snapped up.
“A new contract?”
“Yes. The other one was void. It wasn’t meant for you. Read it over and decide if you want to sign it.”
I slowly made my way through it, already signing and initialing it as I read, not really caring about the terms. I paused at one, glancing at him.
“Why is this so different from the other one?”
“Because you are important to me. The other contract was made to prevent feelings from forming. It’s already too late for that with you.”
“But… What if it changes things between us? Aren’t you worried about that?”
He set his pen down to look at me, slightly annoyed. “The only difference in that contract is that it allows us to spend time together. We can go out to meals together and go on other outings. It states that you don’t have to hide when your mother is around and that you have the right to say no to certain things that I might ask you for. It also says that the salary is yours and I will cover your bills for the duration of the contract. On the last page there is space for you to list stipulations that you want from me during our contract. I will review them and then sign and initial them if I agree. You don’t have to sign the contract if you don’t agree to the terms.”
My heart sped up a little at his explanation. He was being so kind to me through this whole thing. I quickly finished signing the contract before stopping on the last page where I could list my demands. As I tried desperately to think of at least one, I tapped the pen on his desk, giving up a few minutes later and pushing the contract back across the desk to him. He quickly flipped through it, pausing on the last page to look up at me.
“There’s nothing you want?” I shook my head. He leaned back in his chair, studying me. “So, I can sleep with other women and you would be okay with it?”
My chest tightened but I forced myself to nod. “If that’s what you wanted to do.”
He wrote a few things down before putting the contract back in front of me. I looked at what he added.
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Joseph Morgan will not be involved with any other females except Amber Morgan.
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Joseph Morgan will pay for Madison Morgan’s college tuition.
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At the conclusion of the contract, Joseph Morgan will purchase a home of Madison Morgan’s choice for her.
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Madison Morgan may terminate the contract at any point for any reason.
I looked up at him in shock. “A-are you sure?”
He nodded. “Very. Sign it,” he said, holding a pen out to me.
I quickly signed it before he took it back to initial and sign it, too. “Now that part is done, I recall that a certain someone was late to our meeting.”
His chair squeaked slightly as he got up to walk around the desk. He walked to the door to lock it before coming back to pull me up to take me to the couch. He met my eyes as he unbuttoned my shorts before pushing them off my hips to hit the floor. He looked down to take in my red lacy boy shorts as he fingered the edges.
“Get on the couch, facing the back and lean over it,” he ordered gruffly.
I hesitantly did as he asked, feeling way too exposed in front of him. His hands moved up my thighs to my ass where he massaged my ass before spanking me hard enough to leave my skin stinging. I cried out, more in shock than in pain. He spanked me again and my body started to tighten as I got aroused. When he spanked me again, I moaned before clamping my mouth shut, praying that he hadn’t heard it. He spanked me again before getting behind me on the couch with his legs on either side of mine.
“Do you like it when I spank you, babygirl?”
I nodded. His hand wiggled between me and the couch, to pinch my clit before patting my pussy hard, making another moan slip out. He pushed my hair to the side with his nose to kiss along my throat. My breath caught in my lungs when his expert fingers snaked under my panties to rub my clit some more while his mouth continued its assault on my throat. I shivered and he moved his fingers lower to gently stroke them along my wet lower lips.
“You were a bad girl, Madison,” he said roughly in my ear.
I helplessly moved my hips to his fingers. “I need to be punished,” I panted.
He bit down on my collarbone. “Yes, you do,” he agreed as he thrust two fingers up inside of me, causing me to scream out louder.
He pressed me against the back of the couch to still my movements as he continued to repeatedly pull his fingers out before burying them back inside of my pussy while I continued to mewl in pleasure. I let my head fall back on his shoulder as his fingers were forced to slow as my pussy gripped him harder until he groaned, almost unable to retract his fingers as I climaxed. My body shook uncontrollably until I slumped back against him, panting. He chuckled as he slowly pulled his fingers out of me, breathing deeply when my pussy clenched around them again, trying to hold him there. I flushed.
“I’m sorry. I-”
He silenced me with a hard kiss. “Get dressed, Maddie. I’m taking you home.”