Slave Contract

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Dominic smiled as he smoothed the papers one last time. Everything set, finalized - their agreement to each other. The ceremony would be the public declaration but this, this was the real one. One that had sent a thrill and flush of pride through his body every time he read it.

Grinning over at Trent, he placed it carefully in a protective cover and into the safe where they kept important papers. Afterward, curled up with Trent for their last night together before they split off to get ready for the ceremony, Dom's mind recited the words in his head:

This contract is our binding commitment and agreement

Getting ready for Collaring

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Belle nodded and stood up. "Okay Dominic. Strip." She said and grinned. "Well at least bare the parts you want the henna on. While you get comfy, I'll set my stuff up." She began unpacking a ratty old leather backpack. "So wasn't Guy going to come hang with us while we do this? I haven't seen him in forever - oh well except for a few flyers and adverts." She laughed. "Can't wait to rub that shit in."

Dom hires an old friend to help prepare him for the collaring ceremony and invites a few buddies to drink and have a few giggles.