The Agreement Ch 04 05

The Agreement Chapter 4

Lily's Story

I remember the first time I met Tina. I was living at Ron's house. Walking down the hallway from my bedroom to the kitchen, I watched and listened to Tina.

"May I please you, Sir?"

Tina then dropped to her knees and started sucking Ron's dick.

I knew about Tina; she was the latest victim of Ron's Agreements, just like I once was. I was either visiting my sister in Arizona or my parents in Florida, or drumming up business for my cleaning service; I had not met her yet.

I was leaning against the kitchen counter, watching as Tina was deep throating Ron's seven-inch dick. She was doing better than I could. Once she was finished, I started gently clapping

, "Nice job. You must be Tina."

I surprised Tina, but she was a trooper and didn't try hiding what she had just done. I approach Ron and Tina,

"You have a little...."

I took my finger and scooping up the little bit of Ron's cum what hadn't made it into Tina's mouth and licked it off my finger. "Yummy."

I then took Ron's scotch from his hands and took a swig before kissing Ron hello. That's a rule. Ron is strange like that. I guess Ron things he might turn gay or something if cum makes its way to his mouth. Meanwhile, he loved to fuck me and stick his dick in my mouth.

Anyway, that was the first time I met Tina. But it wouldn't be the last time I'd see her on her knees. You see, Tina had agreed to follow Carol's request to be a submissive to Ron or 'Sir' as Tina calls him.

I know. I know. This might sound a little confusing. Let me back up and tell you my story, or at least my version. I'll start with how I met Carol, ended up under an Agreement, living at Ron's house, and.... Well, let me just tell my story.

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Carol hired me as a housekeeper. I would occasionally watch her kids, too. Carol and Ron have a son and a daughter. When I met Carol, she lived with her children in a house Ron had bought for them. It was a strange relationship that I would soon learn and become part of.

If Carol and I had no plans for the evening, we would sit by the pool, drink wine, and Carol would tell me stories. I loved hearing what went on at Ron's house. I really wanted Carol to invite me to one of Ron's parties.

"I need to ask Ron. They're um private,"

Carol would say.

Carol had a problem holding her liquor. I'm not sure she remembers everything she tells me when she's drinking. But Carol told me about Ron's parties and the kinky politicians and their dirty secrets. I know about the Agreements. I also know that Carol loved Ron, and he had this...control over her. Most times it sounded like Ron's a dick, but Carol still loved him.

Most nights, when Carol drank too much, it was because of Ron. I was a shoulder for Carol to cry on. Ron was seeing a woman named Clare. Carol called her the Bitch. Carol blamed Clare for her failed marriage to Ron. Carol divorced Ron because of his affair with Clare. Carol was now competing with Clare to win Ron back.

I know, I know. Why did she want to get back together with Ron? Love is a tricky thing, I guess.

The Agreements with other women were of no concern to Carol,

"those women are there to keep Ron entertained. They are just toys for his fetish."

Carol realized the only way she could be with Ron is if she accepts that he will have sex with other women.

"It's just how it is, Lily,"

Carol would say,

"marriage and dating are different now. Open relationships are the thing now, I guess."

While open relationships might be common nowadays, in Carol's relationship, it was only Ron seeing other women; Carol wasn't seeing anyone else.

Carol divorced her second husband, who she told me was a good man, all because of Ron. I told Carol many times to find a man to please her. Fuck Ron, just more on.

As I said, Ron was...dating Clare, I guess you could say. Clare is very possessive and controlling. She would get Ron to do things that upset Carol. Carol's biggest fear was that Ron would give Clare what she wanted.

"That Bitch wants to hang me upside down in Ron's playroom and torture me. Not like Ron does to me. Clare's kink is pain and pleasure. That's why whips and leather straps hang on the walls in Ron's playroom. Clare was the one that asked Ron to build that damn playroom.

I also know Ron has shared other women under Agreements with Clare, too."

That's what upset Carol most.

"Ron never used to be like that. She changed him, and I see it more and more each day."

Of course, Carol told me this when she had drunk a little too much and didn't remember the next day.

I enjoyed spending time with Carol and being there for her. Carol was a mess and on all kinds of medications.

One night when Ron was away and my boyfriend was entertaining clients, Carol and I were out by the pool drinking a little too much--well, at least it was a little too much for Carol.

I told Carol I wanted to expand my small housekeeping service. Of course, she jumped right in, slurring her words,

"You don't want an Agreement with Ron. I'll lend you the money."

She was concerned for me while I wanted to see Ron's playroom and more. I wasn't into the pain and pleasure, only the pleasure.

But I went on. Carol, I don't want a loan. Let me finish. "

I follow this girl on TikTok. She cleans houses topless. Her tips are more than she charges to clean a house."

I was excited, and we were both tipsy as I shared my idea with Carol.

"My business could make a lot of money with your tits Carol,"

I had wanted to play with Carol's tits and get between her legs since the first time we met. I wanted that hot as fuck MILF. Carol must have been like ten years older than me. I was 25 at the time.

"How does this sound, Carol? 'Lily's Topless Housecleaning. Your wood floors won't be the only thing hard when I'm done.' I'll put that on the side of my van."

That was my idea for a slogan. I was joking with Carol as she threw a few ideas my way.

It was a hot, sticky August evening, so I stripped down to my thong and walked into the pool.

"Come in, Carol."

The water felt so nice

," and take your top off your bikini top. Let those money makers out."

Carol was already in a bikini, and since going topless was common at Ron's house, Carol had no problem taking off her top and showing off her tits.

"Carol, have you ever been with a woman?"

I just threw it out there. The worst she could do is turn me down.

"Um...no. Well...kind of."

She said nervously.

"So, you, kind of....kissed a girl. In college, maybe?"

"Yes,"

she had a smile on my face.

"But it was just one time."

"Ron shouldn't be the only one having fun."

I gently held Carol's face in my hands, and we kissed.

"Do you like that, Carol?"

She did and didn't want me to stop. Was it the alcohol...? I don't know, but I had no plans of stopping.

I was gently sucking and biting Carol's nipples, and I slipped my fingers between her legs. Carol didn't pull away; she just kissed me harder.

Carol was nervous. I took her hand.

"It will be fine."

We walked to Carol's bedroom.

"Just lie back and relax,"

I told her.

I started my way down Carol's body, but it was hard for me to leave her tits. I had wanted to play with them for so long. I learned that she gets excited when you play with her nipples. I brought Carol to orgasm by just gently sucking and biting on her nipples. Well, maybe not gently.

I finally made my way between Carol's legs and didn't stop. Carol begged me.

"It's too much, please, Lily, please no more. Oh my GOD! Yes! Please don't stop."

I knew this would not be the last time we would be together.

"Should I...um? Do you want me to?"

It was all new to Carol.

"It's okay, Carol, tonight is all about you. We aren't men. I'm not selfish. Now come snuggle with me."

Carol was still asleep while I was making breakfast for the kids.

"Morning, sleepyhead. Scramble or fried?"

I asked.

"Um, scramble please."

She was deep in thought as I handed her a cup of tea.

"Kids, how about a movie?"

Once I had gotten the kids settled in front of the TV, I returned to the kitchen to talk to Carol.

"Carol, you want to talk about last night or just ignore what happened and blame it on the wine?"

Carol asked,

"Can we blame it on the wine?"

I smiled as I responded.

"This time we can."

Carol and I spent many nights in the pool, on the kitchen table, in her bed, in the shower. There was a side of Carol she didn't know existed. Carol is a true submissive. She tries to deny it, but she is. Ron controls her, and I guess I might too.

So, how did I end up under one of Ron's "Agreements"? Ron paid for a lawyer to get me out of jail and represent me at my hearing.

I wasn't supposed to be out of town. But I returned early from a visit with my sister in Arizona and thought I'd surprise my boyfriend. I was the one surprised.

Around 15 or so people were at my boyfriend's house, where I was living. The women were all naked, men were doing lines (Cocaine) off their tits. Some of the women were doing lines of the men's erect dicks. I had no problem with any of that. I was getting turned on watching, too. But I didn't like the drugs.

My boyfriend and I had been dating for a year, and I knew he smoked pot. I had no idea who these people were, and I didn't want to make a scene in front of his friends. I just wanted to know where he was and that he was okay. You know, not fucked up and doing something stupid.

A couple of the guys must have thought I was there for their entertainment as they started grabbing my tits. I slapped a few hands and went in search of my boyfriend.

Well, sitting in a recliner, I found my boyfriend. He was high as a kite, with his dick in some girl's mouth.

"Are you enjoying yourself?"

I asked him and he just smiled. He probably didn't even know who I was

. "After you finish him off, I will expect you to do the same to me,"

I said to the woman whose mouth my boyfriend's dick was in. I assumed she was paid for entertainment, so why not take advantage of it?

I knew it wouldn't take too long for her to finish off my boyfriend. That's one of his problems. He gets too excited and cums before finishing me off.

Men! But he had a good job, and he is good at licking my pussy.

I was encouraging this woman to take my boyfriend's cock deeper. I even helped by pushing her head as my boyfriend thrust upward. I was getting excited and wanted my turn. Fuck it, I grabbed this woman's hand,

"Come with me."

I led her to the bedroom.

"Hey,"

was all my boyfriend said as I walked off with his slut.

"Go find someone else, she's mine now."

I was on my back, suffocating this beautiful woman between my legs. She knew what she was doing. And that's when all hell broke loose.

The door got busted in. I saw windbreakers that said DEA and FBI. That's when I knew we were all in trouble. I would soon learn that my boyfriend was a drug dealer, and the guys at his house were his clients. They were all businessmen who worked for Fortune 500 companies. And the girls were high-priced hookers. Escorts.

My parents live in Florida, my sister lives in Arizona. With no one else to turn to, I called Carol.

In return for Ron's help, I had to sign an Agreement. It was worth it. Ron knows people, and I was looking at doing time. The DA, who was a dick, was trying to prove that I was involved. The attorney Ron hired said they wanted me to testify against my boyfriend or go down with him.

Since the DA convinced the judge that I was at flight risk, I had to be under house arrest. My boyfriend's house was a crime scene, and in the basement, there was a room that I never bothered with. I was full of drugs and a shit load shit load of money. I was not permitted back into the house, so I had nowhere to live.

Once again, Ron was there for me. Ron hired me as a live-in housekeeper and nanny. Being a nanny allowed me to drive up to 50 miles from the house.

Once I was cleared of all charges, Ron said I could stay at his house. As long as he let me stay, I was not going anywhere. There was never a dull moment at Ron's house, and Carol lived a block from Ron's house.

Did Ron tease and deny me pleasure? That was Ron's kink. Or did he turn me over to Clare to torture me with pleasure, and pain?" I was Clare's toy many nights. Ron would leave me to do as Clare wanted.

I lied to Carol when she asked me how Ron was treating me. I would tell Carol I loved it, which I did. Ron was incredible. But he would leave me in the playroom with Clare. Clare was and still is a crazy bitch. Sometimes I enjoyed being with her. But when the ball gag was secured, I knew there would be pain and no pleasure.

After being abused by Clare for hours and left strapped to the cross or bench, Ron would appear to play with me next.

Even after my Agreement was up, I was still a toy for Ron. I told Clare to fuck off.

I didn't know all the details of why Tina was under an Agreement. I knew it had something to do with stolen money. Tina would eventually tell me.

Anyway, I became close to Tina. The three of us, Tina, Carol, and I, would meet for lunch and, once a week, have a girls' night out.

I met Tina's husband, Steve, and would see him when Carol and I would pick up Tina for a night out. He was different from Tina. He was shy and quiet. He never asked questions. Maybe he just gave in and figured it was what it was, and there was nothing he could say or do to change Tina. Or maybe Tina and Steve were into...you know...hotwife. Well, I was wrong about that.

We were out at a bar one night, and these guys were hitting on us. The only man going anywhere near Carol is Ron. Me, I'm single and I was looking to get fucked.

I was waiting to see how Tina would respond. She was dancing with a few guys, but one guy, a good-looking guy, tested his limits. Tina threw a glass of wine in the face of this guy and kicked him in his balls. Needless to say, the night ended early, and I didn't get laid.

Tina told me her Agreement was with Ron. She loved being Ron's slave, but she was only with Ron because of the Agreement.

'Once my year is up or Steve finds who stole Ron's money, I will only be Steve's to do with as he pleases. I'm hoping I can convince him to...you know...be more aggressive. I want Steve to be like Ron.'

Tina also loved her new job, the people she worked with, and the people she met. Ron introduced Tina to his friends who owned LifeStyle, and she was hired as an editor.

Steve hated that she was working for LifeStyle. Steve told Tina it was more of Ron's manipulation, and Steve might be right. Ron was manipulative. Tina's once-a-month Agreement turned into every other weekend.

Was Tina happy with her Agreement with Ron? She did love the sex, but even she felt Ron was taking advantage of her, and she was concerned about her marriage.

It wasn't what Carol expected either. Carol made a deal with Ron. To limit Clare's time with Ron, she told Ron that Tina's fantasy was to be a sex slave to a dominant man. Ron agreed to spend less time with Clare now that he had Tina, but Ron spent just the same amount of time, if not more, with Tina. Carol didn't blame Tina. Carol was trying to convince Ron to let Tina out of her Agreement.

Tina confided in Carol that Steve was not happy. Tina had told me the same.

"Steve usually gives in to me. He might not be happy, but he gives me what I want. I thought this would be the same. Steve would be upset but would accept it.

He locks himself in his study at night and ignores me. Most nights, I eat dinner alone. Steve hates Ron for what he has done to us and our marriage. I wouldn't be surprised if I come home one weekend to a divorce agreement waiting for me."

Ron said no when Carol asked him to release Tina from her Agreement. That pissed Carol off, which led to a fight between Carol and Ron. Next thing we knew, Clare was at Ron's house more often. That was Ron's way of dealing with Carol. Ron could be a controlling dick.

Once Clare was back in the picture, we knew Clare would be abusing Tina. I would listen at the door, hear the whip and muffled sounds. Tina had that gag in her mouth, I'm sure.

I was like Switzerland around this house. I knew more than I let be known, but I wasn't taking sides. Even if Ron was being a dick, I love Ron for what he did for me.

And that brings us to the Bahamas trip.

Tina knew Steve didn't want her to go. He told Tina he wouldn't be there when she got back. In all fairness to Tina, going to the Bahamas was also a requirement of her new job. She had to attend LifeStyle week in the Bahamas and write an article on her experiences.

LifeStyle is a one-stop shop for your kinky needs. They host a week-long event that caters to the alternative lifestyle. A hotel is rented out for the event. At the event, vendors sell their merchandise and hold exhibits. The only place where clothing is mandatory is the hotel lobby. Other than the lobby, the hotel is just a free-for-all.

Women or men walking around with their spouses or significant others on a leash. Men paraded around with noting on but a cock cage. Women with two men. I assume the husband and the wife's bull. There were also couples dressed like animals.

Sex was going on everywhere. Plenty of swinging and swapping too.

Tina returned from the trip, and Steve was gone just like he said he would be.

I was sad for Tina when she told me that Steve had left her, but happy when she called and asked me to come to her house. Tina didn't want to be alone.

No, I wasn't going to tell Tina that if Steve loved her, he wouldn't have left her. No, I wasn't going to seduce her either. Tina loves Steve. But she was playing with fire. Tina told me Steve had pictures and videos.

I will have my revenge.

That's what Tina said he wrote in his letter. But revenge on whom? Understandably, Steve would want to take revenge on Ron, but Ron wasn't the one who had framed Steve.

Tina was a mess when I got there. She was trying to convince herself that Steve just needed some time. She handed me the letter that Steve had left for her. By this time, I knew the whole story, the missing money, Ron putting his money up, and Tina signing the Agreement over Steve's request for her not to.

Six months passed, and there was no sign of Steve. But one Saturday afternoon, we felt Steve's revenge.

The Agreement Chapter 5

Steve's Story

I did not take the most direct route to Arizona. I decided to visit other sights along the way. I mapped out all the RV stops and hotels where I would stay. Was I running away from my wife? Maybe that was part of it.

"Steve,"

an acquaintance, business associate, and maybe even a friend, looked at me with a smile,

"for your protection, we need you to take a trip. Is there any place you've always liked to visit?"

As a kid, I always enjoyed visiting historical sights, caverns, camping, and hiking.

Tina was more of a beachgoer. Our vacations were spent at waterfront resorts. Tina enjoyed the Spa and Nightlife. As always, I gave Tina what she asked for.

Don't get me wrong, I love the beach. I grew up on the shores of Long Island. But I wanted to travel like I did as a kid.

I wanted Tina to come with me that Friday afternoon. I begged her not to go to the Bahamas. I guess she didn't believe me when I told her I wouldn't be here when she returned.