The Drake Restrained Compete Collection: Part 1 - 4 (The Drake Series Book 7) (30 page)

"I have no shame, Kate, about anything to do with the body. You shouldn't either. Not with me."

After washing my hands, I went to the bedroom and dressed with her as my audience. After I draped my tie around my neck, leaving it loose, I went to her and tipped her chin up with a finger, kissing her, a kiss that surprised me with how much affection I felt for her. I felt as if we’d been through an ordeal together that ended well.

How I wished I could call in sick, arrange to have someone else take my OR time, cancel, but I couldn’t do that.

"Until next time," I said, catching her eye. "There will be a next time, I hope? You'll give me another chance?"

"Yes, please," she said, the eagerness plain in her voice.

"I look forward to it,” I said. “I'm going to edit your agreement and send you a revised copy in email tonight. I want you to read it and consider it. Sign it. I want this for real, Kate. I think we're a good match." I kissed her again. "Promise me you'll consider it."

"I will."

She gave me my coat and I pulled it on and then kissed her once more, stroking her cheek with a thumb, feeling as if I couldn’t get enough of her. I hadn’t had enough of her.

Not nearly enough.

"Call Lara now, so I know you have,” I said as I stood at the door. “She'll be waiting."

Kate retrieved her phone from her bag, dialed and then waited, her eyes meeting mine without shyness.

"Hi, Lara?" she said and smiled at me, and her smile did something to my insides. "It's Kate. I'm fine."

I nodded, pleased that she was so relaxed now, so calm. Then, as much as I hated doing it, I left her apartment.

As I walked down the stairs to the street, a feeling of euphoria built in me so that when I got out onto the sidewalk, I could have jogged all the way to the parking garage down the street.

Then I realized I would look like a fool. I had the biggest grin on my face, which no matter what I did, would not go away because
I had her
. She had given herself to me, let me take control – although I’d done a piss-poor job at maintaining it.

She wanted me.

I’d rip up that silly agreement she sent me and write up a real submission contract.

Then she’d be mine completely.

I exhaled and walked calmly back to my car.

CHAPTER EIGHT

The next morning I woke early and worked on the boilerplate submission agreement I had started on my computer the week earlier while I drank my coffee. I wanted to put a few finishing touches on it after my night with Kate.

I was running late, so I’d have to send it later, once I finished my first surgery.

The morning went by very fast and I was in an exceptionally good mood, with great tunes over the sound system and my favorite OR team in place. Surgery went well and I was finished earlier than I anticipated, so as soon as I spoke with the patient’s family, I went to my office and looked over the agreement once more while I had my second cup of coffee.

SUBMISSION AGREEMENT 

SUBMISSION AGREEMENT BETWEEN

Drake Liam Morgan (hereinafter referred to as "Master")

AND

Katherine Marie McDermott (hereinafter referred to as "slave")

Said Submission Agreement, hereafter referred to as "the Agreement", refers to total dominance and control of Master in his sexual relationship with said slave.

1.0.0 Slave's Role

The slave agrees to submit sexually to the Master in all ways. This applies to all situations in which the Master and slave interact sexually, both in private and if applicable, in public. Failure to obey will result in punishment as the Master sees fit with the exception of the slave's veto right (section 1.0.1). Once entered into the Slavery Agreement, the slave's body belongs to the Master, to be used as He desires, within the guidelines defined herein. When they are together, the slave exists solely to please the Master and will do so to the best of her ability.

 1.0.1 Slave's Veto

The slave may refuse to comply with any command or act that is illegal or would result in permanent bodily or psychological harm to said slave, that would shed blood or involve breaking of any law.

2.0.0 Master's Role

Once He signs the Agreement, the Master takes on full responsibility for the slave's body and is given license to do with her sexually as He sees fit, under the provisions determined in the Agreement. The Master will care for the slave, arrange for her safety and well-being, as long as He owns her. The Master commits to treat the slave properly, to train her, punish her, and use her as He sees fit.

3.0.0 Punishment

The slave agrees to accept punishment the Master chooses to inflict. Failure to comply with Master's demands immediately and properly will result in discipline, until it is performed satisfactorily. Refusal to comply with Master's demands will result in punishment, to include any of the following: bare handed spanking, denial of orgasm, denial of attention.

4.0.0 Others

The slave may not seek any other Master or lover or relate to others in any sexual or submissive way without the Master's permission. If the slave does, it will be considered a breach of the Agreement, and will result in termination of the Agreement. The Master will not give the slave to other Masters.

5.0.0 Limits

The slave agrees to the following activities, which the Master shall engage in at His discretion:

- All forms of sexual intercourse, oral sex and play, anal sex and play, masturbation, mutual masturbation, vaginal fisting;

- All forms of bondage with the following: Rope, leather, and other suitable restraint materials, and other restraints as the Master sees fit;

- The use of appropriately designed sex toys, including but not limited to vibrators, dildos, anal training toys, vagina beads, etc.

I sent it off, certain that it didn’t go too far for Kate, eager to see how she responded. I dictated some notes on the surgery and then studied the file on my next case, wondering one last time before I focused back on my work when I’d hear back from Kate and what she’d say.

When I finished my second surgery, and returned to my office, I saw that she’d sent me an email a few moments earlier. It was late afternoon. I probably would be able to slip by her apartment after my practice session with Mersey if she was interested in talking about the submission agreement.

To my dismay, the letter wasn’t at all what I expected. In fact, I felt sick about it, wondering what I’d done to receive her email. Was it the vaginal fisting? I didn’t really need that, but put it in so Kate could strike it off is she wanted.

I opened the email and studied it.

From:                       McDermott, Katherine M. 

Sent:                         November 12, 5:31 PM

To:                            Morgan, D. L.

Subject:                   Re: Your Submission

Drake, I read your agreement, but I'm afraid I just can't go through with this. I made a mistake and I'm going to just put this behind me. I'm sorry but this isn't going to work between us after all.

Please don't come over or contact me again.

Goodbye.

Kate

What? My heart sank at that. I sent a reply immediately.

From:                        Morgan, D. L. 

Sent:                          November 12, 6:46 PM

To:                             McDermott, Katherine M.

Subject:                     RE: Your Submission

I'll be right over.

Before I could leave my office, as I was cleaning up my desk, I received another email.

To:                             Morgan, D. L.

Sent:                          November 12, 6:48 PM

From:                        McDermott, Katherine M. 

Subject:                     Re: Your Submission

No, please don't. I don’t want to see you ever again.

I called her cell phone, but she wouldn’t answer so I texted her as I left the hospital.

Kate, what happened between last night and lunch?

Tell me.

Let me talk to you. Please…

I want you.

She responded and I frowned as I read the text, trying to understand what she meant.

This is just the way it has to be for your own good. Please stop calling and texting me. It won’t do any good.

What? What the fuck did she mean, my own good. I texted back:

For my own good? What does that mean?

Kate, don't do this…

Kate, please call me.

Kate, what happened? You were fine when I left you…

Will you at least answer my texts so I know you're OK?

Kate, I'm coming over to talk to you. Please give me the chance to make it right…

Nothing.

I drove by her apartment building but she didn’t answer when I tried her buzzer. I sat on the steps and texted her once more.

At least tell me why you don't want to be with me. What was it? Did the contract scare you? Don't be afraid, Kate. You can strike off anything that you don't want to do. I just included those things that I know probably upset you so you'd have something to cross off. I don't need to do them. I don’t need to do anything that you don’t want to do. I want to be with you.

Please, give this time.

She texted me back almost immediately.

Drake, I'm doing this for you. To protect you.  I can't say anything more but you have to stop trying to see me. You have to just stop for your own good.  I can't say more…. I'm sorry.