Pillar Ch. 02

Ruth was quiet for a long time, weighing the character in her mind. It was delightfully fantastical, exaggerated and noble, like a story told by Scheherezad in 1001 Arabian nights.

A paragon of excellence, was that what he wanted? He thought she could be like that? He was serious about this. Could she do it? She had no idea, it bewildered her. One week ago, she had never even indulged her fantasies and now there was this crazy man offering her all she wanted on a platter. He was reading her list of needs and desires at this very moment. Her hand flew to her mouth, was he going to use that? Her head spun with the possibilities opening up to her.

She had to know, had to hear what he was thinking. She quickly got up and hurried to the living area, where Tom was leisurely reading about her secret cravings. Just another day at the office for him apparently.

"What does it mean, Tom? Why did you write this?"

"It's not the only thing I have written, I also made a contract. You should know what that means, don't you?"

"Oh."

"Was I wrong in doing so? If so, we can forget about it."

"I... I want it Tom. I want all of it, I loved the story. Aysa... I wanted to be her."

"With just a little help you can be anything you like. You do realize that our life together will change? There can be no dishonesty in a relationship like this. None."

"I know, I mean I don't know. This is all incredibly confusing to me. You made me realize that it's what I've wanted since I was fourteen years old but I have no idea what it really means in reality."

"I will leave the contract here with you. It contains what I expect from you and what I think my responsibilities are, what I'm willing to do. I want you to go over it and think very hard it. You need to do that by yourself before we negotiate it together. I don't really want to, but I'm going to leave you alone for another week. I miss teasing you and holding you in my arms, but I need you to be 100 percent clear about this. Otherwise it's meaningless."

Ruth jumped up and flung her arms around his neck, kissing him passionately. He tumbled backwards, surprised and landed with an oomph into his armchair.

"I need you now Tom."

She fumbled with his pants, pulling out his cock as quickly as she could manage in her state and she drove down on it with vigor.

"I love you Tom, I really do. You... didn't... laugh... at... me... when... I... told... you."

She couldn't speak anymore, she needed all her energy to keep fucking herself. Tom couldn't tell how long they had been fucking but the climax they shared was primal and very loud. Both of them couldn't speak. When she recovered Ruth managed to whisper

"You didn't laugh at me when I told you, instead... You showed me my dreams. You stroll in and hand me a paper telling me I can have everything that I want. I can't believe it, I don't even know what it is you're saying but it feels so good. You make me feel like I'm a treasure."

Slowly Tom pushed her chin up and smiling he said

"That's because you are honey, you are."

It took some time holding her to still Ruth's happy tears, but eventually Tom reluctantly peeled himself from her embrace to get the contract out of his car. It took even more out of him to leave and close the door behind him, but she had to make up her mind by herself. She had to, otherwise it would mean nothing to him.

***

"Jenny do you have anything stronger than wine in the house? I need a drink."

"It's eleven o'clock in the evening Ruth, on a Wednesday. What's wrong?"

"I've been a mess since last weekend when Tom..."

"Oh! Did you guys break up, oh poor girl, come in, come in let me see if I can get you something right away. You can tell me everything."

"No, no, it's not what you think. We didn't break up, it's just... I don't know what to do."

"Come in, don't just stand there. Sit down, I'll be right there with you."

After chugging her first Cuba Libre, it took Ruth a couple of minutes gain the courage to tell about what had happened.

"I think he's serious. I was nervous when I told him to be a little rough with me in bed. That was all he needed to guess what I really wanted. He just smiled, said everything was going to be peachy and then sent me off with some books. Then a week later, as if the books weren't enough he drops off his contract, I read it over and over. He can't take advantage of me in any way, I can only let him. I'm practically crawling up the walls in my place, he stopped taking my calls. I have to decide for myself he said."

"Show me the contract. You've been going on and on about it but I still haven't got a clue what's in it."

"I don't know, it's kind of private."

"Well, if you don't want to show me, are you just here to drink all my rum?"

"Fine."

She took a long pull from her drink before getting the contract. She nervously bobbed her foot while Jenny read the contract, seemingly lost in thought.

"It's twelve pages long, Ruth. And then it still says that there should be two list of limits included and written rules."

"I know Jenny."

"And is this what you want?"

"It's far from what I ever imagined possible. I never really knew the things I wanted, until now, I almost can't believe he's willing to do all those things."

"So you want this? Shouldn't you be happy then?"

"I'm scared to death and at the same time I think the excitement might kill me first."

"If you were me and your friend told you that she wanted to sign some crazy contract with a man that you yourself hadn't met, what would you want?"

"I'd want to meet him."

"And that's exactly what I'm going to do this weekend. A contract is a piece of paper, I can't judge based on just that. Although it seems fancy to me."

She shrugged and said

"I can't decide for you what you want. If you think it'll make you happy then go for it, but I'm not going to let some asshole beat you up 'for love'."

"He wouldn't do that."

"We'll see. I'm going to refill our drinks and then you're going to tell me everything you know about this Tom. Don't you dare hold back on me, I want to know everything."

Ruth cast a glance towards the door, maybe it had been a mistake to come to her oldest friend with her problems. Once Jenny got interested in something juicy she wouldn't let go until she squeezed you for all you were worth. And even if she locked her door next Saturday, Jenny would break a window and still get in just to do what she had said she would do. She sighed and settled back into the couch, maybe it wouldn't be so bad to set her thoughts straight about Tom. This was all going eerily fast. They had only known each other for five months, but she was sure he wouldn't hurt her, not if she didn't want to be hurt. That she was sure of above all else.

***

"Hi, is Ruth sick? She didn't notify me that anything was wrong."

"Oh no, she's fine. Don't worry, come in, I've been expecting you."

Confused, Tom stepped inside and offered to kiss her on the cheek but Jenny ignored him.

"Well, I'm Tom."

"I know who you are, I'm Jenny, an old friend of Ruth's."

"Ah. Am I here for my interrogation?"

A wicked smile spread across her face, her eyes gleaming.

"Yes, you most certainly are."

They entered the living room, but Ruth wasn't there. Tom resigned himself to what was to come and got comfortable in the couch. Jenny deposited the contract on the coffee table before him.

"Now, first of all what is this?"

"Did you read it?" Tom asked

"Did you write it?"

"I looked up a dozen or so sample contracts on the internet. I picked out the parts that made sense to me, revisited them and added as I saw fit. But it is something that I made myself, you won't find it anywhere on the internet."

She sat down opposite from him, her arms crossed.

"Seems like an awful lot of trouble to go through. Why?"

"Because I think it's what Ruth wants and needs. And because I am willing to give it to her."

"And what's in it for you?"

"Everything I could possibly want from her."

"And you think she just has to throw herself at you? Just like that she gives you everything you ask of her."

Tom slowly shook his head and took a deep breath. The look in his eyes was one of stern conviction, as if he wouldn't lower himself to speaking less than truth.

"It doesn't work like that, it couldn't. You've read the contract, if Ruth doesn't feel like she's getting just as much as I am, it gives her a lot of options to do something about that. In the BDSM community it is often said that the dominant actually draws the short end of the stick in a long term commitment."

He leaned forward, leaning on his joined hands, in an attempt to impress the weight of his words on Jenny.

"It is a burden to shoulder the responsibility for somebody else besides yourself. Sure, you have expectations that you want to see your submissive fulfill but it is up to the dominant to make sure they are met. A dominant is not a leech, he is a friend and a mentor. Ruth doesn't need someone to serve, she needs someone to care about her to such an extent that he needs to wring her to the full extent of her possibilities."

"And how will I know you won't make my Ruth into something she's not? Into a slave?"

He smiled at her, a kind smile that softened the stern lines in his face and made his deep brown eyes seem to softly glow.

"You're very kind, Jenny, and I understand what you're afraid of. It is true that submissives can end up in an abusive relationship because they don't know better. The thing is, I don't want to submit Ruth to me, I want her to submit to me of her own free will. I want to hold her in the palm of my hand, knowing that she can leave anytime she wants to. But she won't. I want to make her the most wonderful woman I know, everything I would ever want in a woman and still have her submit to me of her own free will. And I believe that Ruth wants someone who shows that he cares about her in everything he makes her do. There is a unique sense of freedom and power in submitting."

"You don't hold back do you? Well, Ruth seems to trust you. She told me about you, she's still getting to know you and she's scared. Maybe you'll deliver, but if you hurt her I'll call the cops before you know it."

"Then I'll make sure you have all the necessary information at hand to file a complaint against me. Don't hesitate to call, better a false alarm than no notification at all. I take safety very seriously."

"Right."

He chuckled and said

"I like you Jenny, you seem to be good people."

His mirth as he complemented her made her blush and she barked back at him

"Oh, shut up. You can come in now Ruth, did you catch all that?"

Ruth entered the room and Tom forgot Jenny was even in the room. Her hair was up, exposing her fragile neck. Following down from there, a small hanger rested right at the very top of the subtle cleavage in her dress. His eyes were drawn down, across the swell of her breasts down the cream expanse that clung to her body and draped itself around her curves beautifully. One of her legs was gloriously exposed through a very high split. Tom got up and walked up to this vision, kissing her and running his hands along her exposed back. One hand went up to her neck, while the other slipped down her lower back, pressing her firmly against him. There wasn't even a part of him that thought it possible to stop doing what he was doing. A cough from somewhere else on the planet broke the spell and Jenny's voice said

"Well, I told her to show you how much she liked your answers. I didn't expect her to pull out all the stops."

Two pairs of eyes made it very clear that she wasn't very wanted for the time being.

"You didn't forget I was here, did you?"

Her amusement was clear in the twinkle of her eyes, even more so when Tom needed to clear his throat before answering.

"I might have for a second there."

"You might want to readjust down there, buddy."

After a short glance downwards, he got the message and readjusted, ignoring her laughter. Ruth settled down as well, although she looked a little silly wearing a gala dress. Tom's eyes took her in in more detail, not skipping anything. His expression betrayed how pleased he was with what he was seeing, it made Ruth light up with a shy smile. Another cough broke up this little exchange as well.

"Maybe I should just leave and let you two work off some of your energy."

Ruth shook her head and said

"No, not before we tell him."

Tom tilted his head and asked

"Tell me what?"

"We want a third signature on the contract."

"What do you mean?"

"Jenny wants to sign the contract as well. As an observer. She gets a copy of the contract and has to sign off on any amendments made."

Tom folded his hands in front of him and sat very still, considering. The girls were tense, this was a key moment for them. They audibly exhaled when Tom curtly nodded and said

"I see the point and I accept it. I don't really like someone I don't know very well intruding on very personal terrain, but I'll trust Ruth in this. As I said before, Jenny seems to be good people."

He winked at Jenny and held his hand out to Ruth, pulling her down in his lap.

"Ruth, honey, I'm glad you're taking this seriously. I made a leap of faith and it turned out all right. But you can't consider signing before you've seen my limits and the rules I've written down and we've discussed them both. I'm going to leave them here tonight and give you another week, then we're going to find out whether this contract is going to become more than just a scrap of paper."

With tears in the corners of her eyes, Ruth made herself small in the warmth of his embrace. In a soft voice she whispered to him

"I think it will Tom, I really do."

They didn't notice Jenny leaving. She was happy for her friend, the sight of Tom gently stroking Ruth's back as she was cuddled against him in his lap made her believe that her oldest friend was safe. It had been a couple of years since Ruth had even shown interest in anything romantic. She had seemed to prefer working on her career over being hurt by another man. She was curious as to what kind of crazy rules he would cook up for Ruth.

***

Back inside Tom and Ruth had made it into the bedroom.

"Will this tear?"

"Not if you're careful."

"Keep it on, I love seeing you in it."

She bit her lip and nodded, excited about what was to come. He pushed her dress up above her hips and grabbed her cute behind. He was surprised to feel her soft, firm buns in his hands.

"No underwear? You're only wearing this dress?"

His hands dug in and the feel of her supple flesh flashed to his muddled brain and straight down from there. He pulled her against him, the heat from his erection evident through his shorts. When he opened his eyes again, his look of pure lust made Ruth gasp. Suddenly he lifted her up, dumped her on the bed and spread her legs with his hands. She was ready, so he dove in to dine on her. There was no teasing, no holding back. He would make her remember this night every time she wore that dress.

"By the time I'm finished with you, this dress will need some serious drycleaning."

He first spelled the alphabet, neatly written with his tongue on the inside of her folds, never once touching her clit with his lips. She was writhing and moaning, unsure of what he was going to do next when he slid his hand up to her breast, kneading it as he started slowly circling clit at the same speed. He gave her nipple a vicious twist, as the sudden shock of pain shot through her he locked his lips over her clit.

"Oh, Tom!"

Pleasure crashed over her and she screamed, only to choke mid scream when he started flicking her clit with his tongue, tapping her asshole as well. The heat radiating from her nipple melded together with the sensations he was still giving her. She grabbed her own breasts and arched her back in a massive orgasm. He carefully brought her back, gently extending her pleasure without touching anything overly sensitive.

"Now for my part of the fun. This is not going to be over soon, honey."

The rest of the night was a blur of sensations for Ruth, but she vividly remembered his feral grin when he fucked her for the first time that night. It wasn't just the one time as well, the first one was ferocious and fast, but the second and third time really showed his skill as a lover. If he had any tricks left at the end of it, she would have been very surprised.

The following morning Tom got up early and said

"Be a good girl and bring that gorgeous dress to the dry cleaners so it's not damaged. I want to see you in it again."

She stretched out her leg and made to get up but he pushed her back down.

"No, don't get up. Just stay in bed, I'll leave the envelope on the kitchen table."

Her last thought before falling back to sleep was that she might really die if he got free reign to do whatever he wanted with her, but it would be a sweet death. She smiled, curled up under the duvet and let out a happy sigh.

***

"These are a lot of rules, Ruth. And the things he wants to do to you... There's nothing in here you want to scrap?"

Ruth shook her head.

"You're going to sign it aren't you? Why? I don't get it, what's in it for you?"

"Jenny, I don't think you can understand. If he makes me do this, he makes himself part of everything in my life. Everything I do, every place I go, I'll be reminded that he loves me. He cares more than many others would. And I want to show that I'm grateful. Just thinking about it, I feel warm inside. You've read everything, you know what he expects. He expects me to strive for perfection because he thinks he can make me achieve it. And the things he'll do to me before I get there... I get shivers, Jenny."

Jenny held her hands up in defense and said

"I know, I know. It's just I'm scared that I'm going to lose you soon. It's always been just the two of us."

Ruth hugged her friend and said

"He won't keep me from seeing you. My life as it is has never been enough for me, Jenny. I go away to my fantasies or I go out with you, making guys crazy or having fun. Besides, I know you like Tom."

She let out an unladylike snort and grumbled

"To use his own words, he's good people."

Ruth laughed and jumped her friend, tickling her mercilessly.

"You'll have to do better than that Jenny."

"Okay, okay. Stop tickling! It just feels so strange to me. Here's Miss assistant manager at Fille d'Or, a lingerie company founded by a woman and held strong by women. And suddenly Miss assistant manager wants to go serve a man."

"It's not suddenly, Jenny. I'm sorry I never told you about what I really wanted, it's not... something that's really easy to talk about."

Ruth thought for a second her expression pending from pained to worried.

"I'm not going to change, well I am but I'm still going to be who you know me as. It's just... Ah, how do I explain it?"

She started chewing her lip, making Jenny smile at her showing that she was thinking deeply. She hadn't realized that she did it, ever.

"I've told you just work bores me right? The thing is, what I want besides work is kind of hard to find. I want to live in another world, a fantasy. I want to stop worrying about work. I want to do a lot of things. And somehow it just doesn't get done, I get home from work and I glue myself to my couch. If Tom cares about me, then the things he wants me to do are things that I'm going to be able to live with. Things that I'm going to want, things that will make me better. All the small things that annoy me, that I don't want to care about, he's going to take that all away from me, so I can be myself more."

"Can we just watch the movie for a bit?"

"Sure we can"

"You know, I think you'll be fine. I don't think it'll hurt you any to have your ass spanked on a regular basis."