MONDAY AT THE OFFICE
Mark yawned as he refilled his coffee cup for the third cup before lunch. His weekend had been a long one and he was beat. His slave had more than proven she had no inhibitions when it came to sex and pleasing him. He had fucked Breanne loopy all day Saturday and well into the night. She had awakened him late Sunday with a blowjob, and they had gone at it all day and well into the night.
They had done everything Mark had ever dreamed of and even some stuff he hadn't (thank you Google!) and Breanne had done everything he wanted with a giggle and a "Yes Master, your wish is my command". She was looking a bit frazzled herself, but had cleaned up well.
Mark was still a bit weirded out by how her husband had seemed to take this in stride. No cops, no phone calls, no texts. He had bought it up with Breanne and she had looked at him a bit oddly and replied "Well of course he hasn't done any of that. The contract is very clear and he is a law abiding man. He understands my obligations and won't interfere." Mark thought back to what the old man had said about how contracts signed on this paper had power over everyone involved and had simply wondered how far he might push it.
When they went into work Mark had decided he didn't want to test the reality bending a great deal yet. Mark had Breanne act normal as there were some others in the firm Mark was thinking of taking under contract and he didn't want anyone to be on their guard.
One of which was walking past him to the elevators. Summer Morgan was a six foot tall Brazilian woman who had put herself through college on scholarships and had played volleyball for fun. She still played beach volleyball in the summer and he had seen her at the firm's company picnic in an athletic two piece and had to keep his hard on concealed along with just about every other male there. She had a set of 34 CC tits, lovely tanned skin, lustrous long black hair, dark brown eyes a man could sink into and a laugh that would make a man hard at 20 paces.
Summer was only two years older than he was and a very junior partner in the firm. She would likely go far, she had been taken as a protégé by one of the senior partners and she was an ace at property law. She had been a key assistant in several high profile land and development cases and everyone was pretty sure that in about another three or four years she would be moving up.
Mark had worked with her on a couple of cases and he knew that at the moment she was without a boyfriend, and had a VERY bad habit.
Summer had a signature stamp with her name on it. Given her current low rank she didn't use it much, but she had filled out a notarized statement that her stamp was equivalent to her actual signature due to several cases that occurred all over the state, once; and her signature being needed. The company had not moved to digital signatures yet so this was the solution. She kept meaning to tear up the form, but she had forgotten about it. Better yet, her stamp, which should have been locked up was sitting in her desk drawer.
And Mark was never one to waste an opportunity. He quickly texted Breanne to call Summer's secretary over a lost document and have her run it over at once to her office on the other side of the floor. Mark was walking by when the call came in and the woman jumped up and headed out quickly. Mark looked around and slipped into the office quickly. He dug quickly thru her desk and found the stamp and the form which he slipped into his jacket. He slipped out and ducked around the corner just as the secretary came back.
Mark moved back to his desk and pulled out the contract. He had made some modifications based on his weekend experience.
For one he had added household duties as one of the tasks. Breanne had refused to do any cleaning other than her own clothes and possibly her room and had tossed the contract back in his face on it. "It states very clearly what is expected of me as a harem slave and concubine. Manual labor, cleaning, or any of that is NOT noted here and I will not do any of it if ordered, Master." She had said with a very prim voice as she sat back naked on the bed and reapplied her ruby red lipstick.
Mark had checked it over and over and she was right. So Mark was fixing that with his soon to be slave. Mark, however, didn't want to make things more complicated with more clauses as that would allow for more chances for a loophole. He simply put in the contract that said harem slave would assist in household duties such as cleaning, serving, and cooking. He didn't want a maid after all, but after this weekend he knew there would be lots of cleaning up to be done.
Oddly enough Breanne had helped some when he just asked her nicely to pick up her things. She had said she couldn't be commanded to do cleaning, but didn't mind helping if asked nicely. That's what she and her husband had done and she saw no reason to be a complete bitch about it.
He also was inserting a clause about money. Any goods or money that the slave had would become her Master's once taken as a concubine. Mark had found out that despite Breanne being completely submissive sexually, she flat refused to provide him access to her accounts or give him any money. She had offered to loan him some, but had again quoted the contract stating that she was not obligated to give him any of her money or property. When Mark had commented on her not being a good slave she had sniffed and said "I was tricked. And while I love being your concubine and enjoy the sex and pleasing you in any sexual manner you desire, I am still seeking a way out of the contract. I will take advantage of any loophole I can to stop you from having control over me."
Mark had been surprised by the honest response but looking back on the contract he could see now how the old man's comment about testing loopholes was true. Mark had covered lots of things, but was now seeing how he had missed some stuff. Breanne wouldn't betray him, per se, and she was fully loyal, but she was still looking for a way out.
After making some corrections Mark was very glad he had put in the final clause of "Once the contract is voided, said slave will regain free will and may return to previous lifestyle. However, said previous slave may not attempt to take revenge against her former Master in any way shape or form and will simply accept that part of her life as complete and done." Breanne had already found several ways to counter some of his wishes and he knew that taking more lawyers would be increasing the chances of someone finding that loophole.
Mark did one last check of his contract and with a smile stamped Summer's name on it. He quickly pulled out his notary stamp, stamped it, and signed. With a smile he picked up the contract and went over to Breanne's office. He told the secretary he had some important paperwork for her and she let him in.
Breanne looked up as Mark closed the door. "Please review this Ma'am. I just completed it."
Breanne nodded and read it over. "It appears that all is in order. Summer is a smart girl but I told her to get rid of that stamp. Well, she is legally your slave now. I see you learned about additional services from me."
"Yes indeed. I want a full service slave after all. You lucked out, but now I need you to call her in here so I can serve her."
Breanne nodded and paged Summer. Shortly there was knock on the door and Summer walked in. She nodded to Mark in a friendly way and said "Ma'am, I was told you have something I need to see."
"Yes, please note the last page of this contract and then read the whole thing." Breanne said as she handed it over. Summer looked at it and her eyes widened as she saw her stamped name. She opened her mouth but Breanne said "Please read the entire contract before you say anything."
Summer nodded and read the whole thing from front to back. She had a resigned look by the last page and handed the contract over to Mark.
Mark smiled and said "Any questions?"
Summer shook her head. "No. It's all very complete. I understand my duties and what is required of me. My stamp is legally binding, and it's my own fault I didn't lock it up or get rid of it."
"Yes, it is on you about the stamp. Now then slave, when we are in private I am called Master. Understand?"
"Yes Master."
"Good. Today you will work on transferring you money and other property into my name, Breanne has the needed information for you to begin work. Tonight you work late and you will come home with us and I will fuck you then."
"Yes Master, I understand."
"Oh one more thing. Put this on. And Breanne, I have one for you as well."
Mark had purchased them online Saturday during a break and he was very excited about them. They were silver necklaces in a woven pattern that fit tightly around the neck. They looked very nice but one would almost think they were collars. They had a little clasp on the front to hang a dangle or jewel or something from and Mark had some nice pendants on them.
"These are your collars. You will never take them off except if I say so or if you are washing. You can wear whatever you want to on them during the day, but once complete you will replace them with this." Mark said as he handed them each a little tag that said "Property of Mark, if found please return to her Master."
Breanne and Summer both nodded and put on the collars. Mark looked at Summer and smiled "Now, a couple of things, I don't believe you have a boyfriend now but if you do, break up with him. You are mine now and I am not sharing you with anyone. You will work hard and at your current rate you will be a partner soon. I get your money and I expect you to put forth a big effort." Summer nodded and asked "I understand Master. I request time to study that contract as per the section under "Rights of the Slave" though."
