"Good night, Lara. Thanks again."
I ended the call and just sat on the couch for a while, remembering the very brief and almost whirlwind events from earlier. I covered my mouth with a hand as I thought about what happened from the time we were outside the concert hall to him kissing me goodbye.
Lara warned me and I had to take that warning to heart.
He said he didn't kiss women unless he was fucking them. He kissed me several times without fucking me, both before and after. Lara seemed really interested in whether he kissed me as if it meant something. I didn't know him well enough to understand what it meant, but men always kissed you a lot when they were trying to get you into bed. Once they did, the kissing seemed to stop.
I wondered if it would be the same with Drake.
Thing is, I loved kissing. It seemed so intimate. I craved it. When it stopped being so important, once you were really into a sexual relationship, I always felt deprived. The couple of men I slept with before always seemed to want to get right to the meat of the matter, right to the sucking and fucking and kisses stopped being so important.
If I was going to enter into this D/s relationship with Drake, I hoped he would still kiss me, but I expected we would only meet to have sex so he would kiss me then, based on what I read from his letters to his subs. Lara warned me. I had to be content with just really really great sex.
After a warm bath, I went to my laptop and checked my email, looking for the agreement he said he'd email me when he got home. It was half an hour since he left and I expected to find an email from him but nothing. Maybe he was busy editing it or something.
I yawned and made a pot of decaf Blackberry Tea. Then, I curled up on the couch with a soft blanket, watching the late night talk shows to pass the time. I couldn't wait to read Drake's contract, to see exactly what he expected from me sexually and in terms of behavior.
Later, an hour after he left, I checked again, but there was still nothing from Drake, so I just shut out the lights and went to bed.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
The next day, just before lunch, I got an email from Drake while I was at Columbia. I was surprised that he waited so long to send it. He said he'd send it when he got home the night before.
I opened it eagerly and read the contents.
From: Morgan, D. L.
Sent: November 12, 11:31 AM
To: McDermott, Katherine M.
Subject: Your Submission
Attachments: The Agreement.doc (120 KB)
Kate:
I've attached a revised agreement for you to review. If you have any concerns, note them and we will discuss later tonight. I have a practice session with my band from 8:00 p.m. until 10:00 p.m. but will drop by after. Then I'll use you the way I promised.
Drake
That made my heart rate increase just a bit. I opened the contract PDF and sat at my desk in the teaching assistants' office, reading it on my iPad.
The first part seemed what I expected, and similar to what Lara showed me:
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