The mansion was quiet as Natalie slipped from her bedroom, a notebook in her left hand and a turquoise tote bag in her right. She was dressed in a pink and black bikini, a pink sarong over it. She descended the staircase, shivering when her feet touched the cool marble.

Lexi had gone to visit her mom for a few days, the kids going with April to Montana for the week of skiing. She could only assume that David was working in his studio, or else with Jon and Tico recording their new album. They had returned two days ago from Australia, both of them suffering from severe jet lag.

Through the foyer and kitchen, Natalie made her way to the backyard. The grass was manicured and soft under her skin, the sun shining bright and the sky a clear blue. The sunlight was dancing over the gleaming pool, a slight breeze in the air, and it was too tempting to ignore. Plus, it was a heated pool...always kept at a comfortable 70 degrees.

Natalie spread out her towel in one of the poolside chairs, setting the notebook and bag on the table next to it. She removed the sarong, slathered her body in sunscreen, and relaxed on the pool chair.

She listened to the voicemails left for her, as well as David's business email. She forwarded required information to his accountant and spoke with his lawyer about a petition to rebuild his beach home after the hurricane trashed it. It had been approved, so that would make David happy.

Natalie sighed and set her phone aside, standing from the lounger and sat with her legs dangling in the pool water. So many females would have loved to be in her position, with an attractive rockstar wanting to fuck them. She could still smell his cologne, mixed with the scent of cigar smoke and his shampoo.

She sighed and jumped from the side, the cool water engulfing her as she swam laps under the water. Swimming had always been the guaranteed stress reliever emotionally and physically. She swam laps until her arms felt like lead weights, and sat on the pool steps.

Natalie leaned back as the sun warmed her, pictures of David running through her mind and his tall frame leaning over her. She looked towards the mansion, seeing no one around. Her hand wandered under the band of her panties, her eyes getting heavier as her fingers explored.

One slipped into her slit and rubbed at the pulsating bud, a small moan escaping her lips. "Mmm..." She let her fantasies take over, playing out like a video in her head. "Fuck," she whispered. Natalie was wiggling under the water, her fingers dancing over her clit.

She could see him so clear in her mind. Her bedroom bathed in a soft orange glow. She remembered how he had followed her into her bedroom that first night, stalking towards her like a predator homing in on its prey. His lips, tongue and fingers leaving trails of fire and ice over her body.

His blonde curls between her legs, and his tongue dragging along her clit. She could feel his arms around her and the weight of his body on her, passionately fucking and spanking her each night during the band's overseas tour until she was too exhausted to sit up.

The night with Richie and David, trapped between their strong and sweaty bodies, sent a jolt of heat through her veins. "Mmm..."

How he had carried her to the shower after, holding her under the hot spray and cleaning her every inch. What kind of hold does this man have over me?? What she wouldn't give to have him touch her like that one more time. Her body was aching for it.

"Oh fuck, Daddy," she whimpered. Natalie didn't hear the soft tread of footsteps in the grass, too lost in her fantasy. Her head rolled to the side and her eyes opened.

Standing above her was David, giving her an evil smirk. "Looks like I'm not the only one caught in compromising situations," he said quietly. Natalie's eyes traveled down his chest to his shorts where his excitement was more than prominent.

"Fuck...I didn't think anyone was here..." She pulled her hand out her bathing suit, her cheeks turning bright scarlet.

"Language," David said simply, wiggling his eyebrows. Natalie watched as him strip off his shirt and cargo shorts, dropping them on one of the lounge chairs with his favorite Fireball cap. He kicked off his sandals and winked at her, diving into the pool.

His slender form glided under the water, closer and closer to her. She swallowed as he reached her, breaking the surface. His curly hair was smooth against his head, dark wet and long. He leaned against the pool, his arms on the steps to support his weight on either side of Natalie.

He was so close to her, his blue eyes shining in the sunlight. What was it about those eyes? They could make her melt with just one look. "I'm sorry about yesterday," she said quietly, her breathing shallow.

"No harm done, darlin'," he replied with a kind smile. "I don't think anyone besides me and Colton saw your...exhibition." He slid one hand to her back, pulling her down from her perch, forcing her to wrap her legs and arms around him as not to go under. "No one here to stop me today...or you."

Natalie bit her bottom lip and relaxed into his embrace, letting him drift into the deeper end. Their foreheads rested against each other, their parted lips close enough that she could feel him breathing. "Only thing stopping me is my conscience," she said quietly.

"Well tell it to shut up," David joked and Natalie giggled. His fingers wandered up her back and found the tie that held her top up. He pulled at it, revealing her ample breasts and tossing it out of the pool. "You think I would have started this if my marriage was a happy one, or if I was fully content?"

Natalie looked up. "What does make you content?"

David cut off Natalie as he grabbed her hair and pressed his lips to hers. He captured her pouty bottom lip between his, nipping gently. "You. Every inch of you," he said quietly. David pinned her against the pool wall, his hardness pressing against her.

"Why?" Natalie breathed.

David smirked at her. "I crave submission and creativity in the bedroom and you have such a vivid imagination," he said, kissing the outline of her jaw up to her neck and ear. "You're my babygirl and I want more." His eyes darkened as his arousal heightened and she felt herself getting lost in them.

Natalie was quiet for a moment, taking in what he had said. "David...I didn't come up here to tear you away from your family. Nor did I come here to gain anything besides experience and networking."

He smiled kindly at her and pulled her closer. "But what if you could? Travel, vacations, never worrying about your bills or about having spending money..."

She repeated his words in her head. "David...are you talking about...being a sugar daddy?"

David chuckled. "Not exactly. I wanna negotiate a...a different arrangement with you. I want you around when I travel, both professionally and intimately. " Natalie bit her lip and sighed as David kissed her neck. "I want you to submit to me as your Dominant. To ensure my needs are fully satisfied and receiving me as a reward when you've done so."

She felt his hands pulling at her bikini bottoms, tugging them off and leaving her exposed. She leaned into him to kiss his lips once more, ready to go where they could let things flow freely between them. Both needed to find what they had been missing and needing.

"Hmm...sleeping with the boss," Natalie said with a grin and nipped at David's pouty bottom lip.

David let out a quiet, low laugh and gave Natalie his most radiant smile. "Complete job satisfaction," he said, resting his forehead against hers, brushing their lips together. A tingle of fear and anticipation ran down his spine.

"David, that's quite an offer but I....ahhhh!" She was cut off into a scream as he pushed his hardness into her, filling her up to the hilt. She moaned and arched her back into him, one hand grasped at the ladder rail and the other at David's hair.

"Mmm fuck you're tight, baby," David growled.

As their passion built between them she turned her head into his, kissing his cheeks, taking her tongue and running it across his lips before searching for his tongue to mate with hers. She was stroking his skin, running her hands down his sides, brushing over the muscles of his body, reveling in the confidence that he possessed.

"Thank you...Sir," she moaned. David's eyes went wide and his mouth fell open as a throaty moan escaped his chest.

A sheen of sweat formed on his pale skin and he could feel her nails digging trenches in his back. "My...sweet...baby...girl..." He rasped into her ear, his words each timed with a thrust of his manhood.

Natalie was in heaven and David was taking her there.

With every thrust into her she felt more connected to him. She wrapped her legs around his waist trying to pull him in closer with every movement made, her fingers digging into his back, her thoughts on nothing more than this moment in time. "Don't stop, Sir...fuck don't stop," she whimpered.

She couldn't recall ever being this happy, this content, this loved as she was right now. Listening to Natalie moan spread throughout David, a low growl and moan leaving his lips. He flexed and drove himself further into the warm confines of Natalie's body, his mind clouded with sensation.

He pumped her rhythmically and felt his cock pulsating in desire, desperate for release. Looking down into her beautiful eyes was enough. "That's it, babygirl...come for Daddy...fuck, Daddy's gonna fill up your tight little pussy..."

They climaxed together in a beautiful crescendo. "Oh god, David!" Natalie screamed out his name while the tears streamed down her face. David's stomach tightened and felt his release fill his lover.

For a few moments, all David could do was catch his breath, his mind still spinning from the act of love making. Natalie closed her eyes as they shared their desire with each other. She enjoyed just being held by him. Natalie held onto David as she felt him pull her towards the pool stairs.

He sat her down and knelt between her legs. "Fuck you're beautiful, babygirl," he panted, kissing up between her breasts.

"You know Mr. Bryan...I don't believe I verbally accepted your offer," Natalie teased. David laughed and leaned up to kiss her sweetly.

David chuckled and perked one eyebrow, squeezing Natalie's thighs. "How silly of me. Why don't we talk about it tonight? I could ... amend your employee file. We should go over that in detail together. You may want to dress for a very late night in the office."

*~*

Natalie knocked softly on David's office door at exactly 8:00pm, her hair pulled up in a high ponytail. She'd chosen her cutest black off-shoulder dress with belled out gothic sleeves and ballet flats. The door opened and David stood there smiling at her.

"Right on time," he said and stepped to the side. "You look gorgeous in that dress."

"Thank you," she replied, accepting a kiss from him. "Bought it just before I came here."

The blinds had been drawn over the large windows and he'd chosen to bathe the room with just the floor lamp next to the plush loveseat. She took notice of the black binder sitting on the coffee table and sat on one side of the small couch, crossing one leg over the other.

David locked the door and she gazed up at him, his white button down shirt showing off much of his chest and Joker tattoo. He'd chosen to pair the shirt with black shorts that showed off his strong calves.

"No one will be home until tomorrow so we won't have any interruptions," he stated, sitting beside her and noting her trembling hands. David took her hand and pressed his lips to the palm. "You nervous?"

"A little," Natalie nodded. "I guess only because I don't know much about...this..." She gestured to the binder.

"Well part of my responsibility is not only to teach but to ensure you understand what everything is," David replied, "and if there's anything you need clarified or that you don't like, know that you can speak up at any time and say so."

He opened the binder and handed her a stapled packet of papers. At the top it read, 'This contract represents a binding agreement between David Bryan (Dominant) and Natalie Brockman (submissive).'

"That's a copy for you to have, make notes and questions on," he said, handing her a pen and set the binder in his lap. "Oh and...no need to sit so far...come here..." David nodded towards himself.

"Oh! Um, sorry..." Natalie chuckled at herself and moved to sit beside him. David wrapped his arm around her shoulders and set his binder where they could both see it clearly. He started to read the contract, his fingers dancing along Natalie's skin.

The submissive agrees to submit completely to the Dominant in all ways. There are no boundaries of place, time, or situation in which the submissive may willfully refuse to obey the directive of the Dominant without risking punishment, unless agreed upon with the Dominant.

David looked up from reading and asked, "Do you have any limits on the where and when?"

"Um..." Natalie thought for a moment. "Only when I have...my..."

"Period?" David supplied and she nodded. He noted it next to the paragraph.

The submissive also agrees that, once entered into the Contract, their body belongs to their Dominant; to be used as seen fit, within the guidelines defined herein. The submissive agrees to please the Dominant to the best of their ability.

The submissive will have their hair washed and brushed in the style Dominant prefers at all times. Waxing will be kept on a regular schedule. The submissive will keep their physical hygiene maintained to the specification of the Dominant. The submissive agrees to wear any and all clothing Dominant picks.

"For instance, I love your shorter dresses...like this one," David said. "But not the flats. I prefer heels or knee high boots, so the flats are a no go..." He turned her own packet to a sheet detailing a waxing and workout schedule plus a full beauty routine.

"All that is doable, so far," she nodded, "what's next?"

The submissive agrees to answer any and all questions asked by Dominant freely, promptly, and to the best of their knowledge. They further agree to volunteer any information that Dominant should know regarding their physical or emotional state. Dominant agrees to never use this information to harm them in any way.

"I've noted your anxiety and depression plus the medications you're prescribed for it. But when you're in that state of mind, I need you to be open and come to me about it," David said with a gentle smile. "This is as much for you as it is for me. I would like us both to undergo a psych evaluation, just as a precaution and they'll both be kept in this binder."

"Wow, you're being really thorough, huh?" Natalie blinked a few time as she processed all the information, "I appreciate it."

"Like I said, it's my responsibility to watch out for your well-being. I don't want you walking away from it feeling abused or neglected," he said, caressing her cheek with his finger.

The submissive agrees to address the dominant as "Sir" or "Daddy" unless otherwise directed. They agree to speak respectfully to Dominant at all times, including times not spent in a scene. The Dominant may address the submissive in a way they choose limited to: slut, whore, little girl, babydoll, brat, cunt, slave, pet and kitten.

"Okay, I'm not comfortable with a couple of those," she frowned, "Take cunt and slave off the list, please?"

David nodded and crossed off both names. "Any reason why, if I may ask?"

"I just feel they push the boundaries of derogatory connotations too far," Natalie shrugged. David smiled down at her and continued.

The Dominant also accepts the commitment to treat the submissive properly, to train, punish, care for the submissive, and use them as they see fit. Dominant agrees to learn what excites the submissive through exploration and communication and try to incorporate this into the relationship.

The submissive accepts full responsibility for informing Dominant of any real or perceived dangers or safety concerns, but also states that Dominant's decision will be final regarding these issues, with the proper explanation. Dominant agrees that the submissive will not be punished for respectfully stating these concerns.

"I need you to mark that paragraph as important," David said. "This includes if you have any injuries that aren't obviously apparent: stalker, overly aggressive men, and anxiety-induced thoughts. Or medical problems like sore wrist, back or neck injury, twisted ankle. That way I can get you the proper medical treatment, whether we're here in Jersey or on the road."

"Understood," she murmured and highlighted the paragraph.

Dominant further agrees to listen to their concerns with a clear and open mind. Dominant shall endeavor not to inflict physical harm upon the submissive which might require the attention of someone outside relationship.

The submissive agrees to accept the responsibility of using safe words when necessary. They acknowledge that safe word to STOP is RED, WARNING is YELLOW, GOOD is GREEN. In addition, if the submissive is unable to vocalize the safe words, they may use a Safe Signal of CLOSING THE LEFT FIST AND OPENING THE RIGHT.

"Do you understand these safe words and signals?" David asked. Natalie nodded and nibbled on her bottom lip as she tried to absorb it all. "Mmm you know how crazy you drive me when you do that?"

"Huh? What did I do?" She looked up at him totally oblivious to what he was saying.

"When you bite your lip like that," he growled and readjusted himself on the sofa.

"Oh! Shall I stop?" She smiled innocently and batted her eyelashes at him.

David raised an eyebrow and smirked. "I'd highly suggest it if you'd like that dress to remain in one piece." Natalie couldn't hold back a very unladylike snort of laughter. "Are you laughing me?"

"Not at all...Sir," she replied and ducked her head down before the giggles took hold again.

"Stand up," David demanded, "and take off that dress."

Natalie swallowed thickly and stood up slowly, turning to face David. "Anything you say, Sir," she whispered. She reached behind her and lowered the zipper, letting the dress fall from her body like a black waterfall.

David smirked when he found her pantiless. "No panties either. My my...did you plan on being a dirty little slut tonight? Stand by my desk, put your hands on it and spread your legs."

Natalie walked over to the large mahogany desk, cluttered with years of collectibles, wrappers and sheet music. "I already lost one pair of panties to Sir. I'd like to keep the rest," she winked, grasping the edge and spread her feet apart, listening as a door opened then closed after several minutes.

David dropped the open binder in front of her and she glanced up at him. "Hmm, getting a little attitude, are we? I think you're more of a brat than a slut. Keep your head down," he growled and she did so, feeling the flutter of air as he removed his shirt.

"Maybe a little," Natalie whispered. She jumped at the caress of leather on her skin, up her back and down her arm. He slipped it under her chin and raised her head to look forward.

"For your little outburst and a lesson in decorum, you get to read the rest out loud while I have a little fun," David said, spanking her ass hard. "Oh...and one more thing...you're not permitted to have that sweet orgasm until you're done reading...every...word..."

Natalie inhaled deeply and nodded with a quiet, "Yes, Sir" before starting to read.

The Dominant accepts the responsibility of assessing situations where the submissive calls safe word and will, to the best of their ability, stop the activity entirely. The Dominant agrees not to punish them for the use of a safe word. Thereafter the situation will be discussed calmly between the Dominant and the submissive, find the problem and mediate a solution.

The Dominant agrees to furnish all toys such as vibrators, etc. and punishment implements such as crops and whips. The submissive agrees to clean and maintain all toys, have them available for the Dominant's use at all times, and inform the Dominant of any needed repairs or replacements.

Natalie jumped as David's strong hand struck her ass...once...twice...over and over. She moaned as he massaged and gripped each cheek. "You do have a sweet ass, babygirl, especially when it blushes just for me," David chuckled and spanked her once more.

"Thank you, Sir." Her eyes widened when she heard a quiet buzzing from behind and raised up on her toes as David touched the small vibrator to her clit. She dragged her eyes to the paper and continued.

The Dominant and submissive will discuss and write out their soft and hard limits. They both agree to never violate these limits without prior negotiation or consent of the other. (Found in appendix).

At the end of a scene the Dominant will remember the aftercare for both parties; it is an important part of a scene and will conclude play.

The submissive agrees and understands that any infractions of this agreement, or any act they commit which displeases Dominant, will result in punishment. The submissive will gracefully accept punishment and try to learn from it.

Between the vibrator and his hand lashing and scratching at her ass, Natalie felt her warm juices drip from her pussy and down her leg. David laughed behind her and slid a long finger into those wet folds. "Aww, is that my little slut offering her sweet nectar to her Master?"

"Ye-yes, s-sir," she stammered and was rewarded with a firm smack. Her ass bounced a little and he returned the vibrator to her.

They agree to assemble the punishment materials as ordered by the Dominant and assume any position needed to accept the punishment. They understand that failure to comply with the Dominant's orders will result in a more severe punishment.

The Dominant will inform the submissive that they are being punished when punishment occurs. The Dominant will explain the reason for punishment either before, during, or following punishment. The Dominant agrees to discipline only out of teaching and to never punish out of, or during, feelings of anger.

"Do you know why you're being punished?" David asked, as he drew the glistening vibe from her folds before pushing it back in hard, repeating the action with increasing speed.

"Because I was a rude little brat to Sir," Natalie moaned, attempting to push back against David's assault. She cried out as the riding crop cracked into her flesh followed by his hand, then lips and tongue.

The submissive understands that given The Dominant's marital status, all actions and intimate interactions shall be left to The Dominant's discretion. Under no circumstance should the Dominant allow such actions to unbalance the submissive emotionally or allow such actions to result in ignoring the submissive or marital partner.

"Do you understand what that means?" David asked, unzipping his shorts and kicking them off where Natalie could see. He tossed the vibrator on the couch and abandoned the crop. He slammed his hand on the contract and growled in her ear, "Answer me...do you understand that you are a married man's slut? Holes for me to fill, even after I fuck my wife."

He buried his fingers into her pussy, dragged her natural lube up to her ass and playing with the puckered hole. "Yes, Sir...I understand," Natalie replied.

"Does my babygirl like Daddy's cock up her ass?" He gently pushed his finger past the tight muscles.

"Oh god...yes, Sir," she whimpered as David played with her ass.

"This belongs to me." Another finger joined the first, curling and stretching. He pulled out briefly to spit on them, spreading his saliva around her tight hole.

Natalie moaned loudly as his bare cock played with her wetness like a slip and slide, lubing up with her juices. "Yes, Sir...oh fuck...take my ass, Sir," she cried.

"You better finish reading then or you'll get nothing," he promised. She tried to focus her eyes on the last two paragraphs and away from the sweet torture.

All physical evidence of this agreement will be kept in absolute secrecy, except where both the Dominant and submissive agree. Any violation of this clause shall be cause to terminate this contract, should the injured party wish it. The materials and physical evidence shall be kept under lock and key in a place acceptable and accessible to both parties.

David removed his fingers and pulled his lubed cock from her pussy, stroking it slowly and pressing the blunt head to her prepared asshole. Down to her pussy and in, out and up to her asshole...down and in, out and up. He stroked in and out of her pussy, making Natalie arch and writhe.

"Think my cock is lubed up enough?"

"Y-ye-yes, Sir...oh god yes, sir...m-more," Natalie panted desperately. "Need more..." Out and up...down and in... Natalie shivered as he would fill her pussy then retracted. She willed herself to read the last paragraph around his slow, painful strokes until he pressed his cock to her asshole.

This contract may not be altered, except when both Dominant and submissive agree. If the contract is altered, the new contract shall be printed and signed, and the old contract must be destroyed.

This contract may be terminated at any time by the Dominant or the submissive. Upon termination, all physical evidence of the agreement, including this contract, will be destroyed and witnessed by both parties.

"What say you?" David groaned. "Do you wish to be your boss' play thing? Where I get to do...anything to this body that I wish for the rest of your time here." He slid into her pussy once more until his petite assistant looked over her shoulder at him.

"Yes, Sir...yes...I...consent..." Natalie screamed as David's cock pierced her ass, her body raising up on tiptoe.

David grabbed her ponytail as he fucked her tight asshole. "mmm such a good little fucking girl...ooh god damn that ass is so tight...you got me ready to cum. Must be that innocent look of yours," he growled in her ear. "I just wanna fuck that attitude right on out of you."

"Fuck me, Sir...I'm your good little whore," she moaned, her tits bouncing painfully with each thrust.

"Oh that's right...that's right...I want you to moan and scream for me," he grunted. "You belong to me...now...I'm gonna come inside your ass and tell you that you want it, and you're just gonna say those two words I wanna hear."

He reared up and slammed into her ass, hard and deep, eliciting loud cries of pleasure from Natalie. "Do you...want...your big bad boss' cum up your tight...little...ass?" He accented word with a hard thrust.

"Yes, Sir!" Natalie screamed as her stomach muscle tightened and her body began to tremble as he brought her up to the edge, holding her over the point of no return.

"You're goddamn right you do...come for your Sir, come for your Master...come...for...me..." David let out a deep primal growl as he cock thickened and spasmed, both crying out in release. Natalie's pussy pulsated as her juices were expelled, David's creamy cum filling her up to the hilt.

David caught Natalie before she collapsed on the desk, slipping out of her body as his cock softened. "Come on...arms around my neck," he said and turned her to face him. She hooked her arms around him and felt herself lifted into his embrace.

He pushed open the side door and carried her into a luxury playroom he'd planned and built himself. "What's this?" She asked quietly, lifting her head to look around. David laid her on the king size four post bed and leaned down to kiss her.

"Where most of our sessions will happen," David answered and crawled in beside her, placing sweet kisses along her chest and stomach. "Fully equipped playroom with it's own full bath, got a mini fridge with drinks and snacks for aftercare."

"What is that anyway?"

"This," David gave her more kisses. "Telling you how proud I am of you, how beautiful you are, shower you in compliments or just holding you if you so choose. A time for snuggles, kisses, affection. Play times can get rough and exhaust you. This is a recoup and intimate bonding time for us."

"And you'll be here for it? The whole time?" Natalie looked up hopefully, that innocent look back in her eyes.

David chuckled lightly and cupped her cheek. "Of course. If you choose, I'll even let you sleep in here if you're too tired or need a quiet place to be. Mind you, I won't be able to spend the night in here but I will stay for as long as you need me." He helped her under the the blanket and held her close until soft snores met his ears. He smiled and let his mind drift off in peace.