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She seemed impressed, "I don't want to physically hurt you anyway, I don't get off on pain, but I would have loved to be you're first but who knows, maybe you'll change your mind. I'll agree, to your terms, you're already much smarter than your father, but that's still not saying much. I'll also need you to keep everything I've told you confidential as well as everything we do, you aren't allowed to tell anyone. I'll write up a basic contract and give you to look it over. In the meantime, go make me something to eat while I organize this contract." Then she left to go upstairs.

She didn't waste a second, by the time I was finished with lunch she came downstairs with contract in one hand and a pen in the other, she had already signed it, she even sent it to her private lawyer to make sure it was legally binding. It basically stated that party one, which was me, agreed to keep my relationship private with party two, Diana King, as long as we both kept to the terms of the agreement, it stressed that it was a consensual relationship, and if party one didn't meet the terms, everything voluntarily given to party one, monetary and otherwise would have to be returned, but once the terms were met I would have everything we discussed. And the terms written down were exactly as we discussed, there was no fine print. Honestly I wasn't sure this document could even hold up legally but I really didn't have much choice.

She was almost finished eating by the time I read it and signed the dotted line. I was hesitant, second guessing myself as I signed it, but I wasn't going to end up like my dad, I was going to have my own life and be my own person. And if I had to take this risk then so be it.

"What was a couple months for a life time of freedom," I thought to myself. I handed her the paper, and wait for her to put it in her safe and come back. I was terrified. I was genuinely disgusted by her, I despised her, and I now had to do whatever she said.

I waited anxiously expecting when she walked back downstairs that my entire life was going to change. She came down a minute later in a tee shirt, yoga pants and running shoes and said "take your clothes, everything, I want you naked, now!"

I removed my tank top and slipped off my fuzzy slippers and reluctantly pulled down my pajama pants and polka dot panties leaving my droopy breast and trimmed brush exposed to her. Honestly even with my breasts I looked really good and fit. She out stretched her hand and I gave her my clothes which she immediately threw in the bin. I had a lump in my throat waiting to hear what was next.

"I have some errands to do, I'm sure your blood sugar is too low, eat out the rest of the food you cooked I don't want any to waste, when you're done, clean up the kitchen, mop the floors, vacuum the carpet, and do the laundry, I'll be back in a couple hours, if you finish before then go to your new room and wait for me. By the way, I took the liberty of putting your laptop and iPhone in the safe, if there is an emergency use the house phone in the kitchen." And with that she was off and I felt relieved. Almost at peace.

It felt good just focusing on the tasks at hand. I suffered from low blood sugar regularly but I always forgot to eat on time, even though I know I had to get it under control. I forced and forced until I ate out two huge bowls of spaghetti, I was starving since I hadn't eaten breakfast so I kinda wanted to stuff my face anyway. My flat stomach looked inflated like a balloon by the time I finished eating. Then I got started on what would be three and a half hours of grueling house work made more difficult by my bloated stomach. I was so exhausted when I finished that I dropped down on my tiny bed and fell soundly asleep.

----Chapter Four----

"Time to get up my little slut.

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