Chapter 1: The Contract

The next week, Livvie fluctuated from being horny to being scared to being more horny. She masturbated when she got home but then did not for the rest of the week. She wasn't sure why and she wasn't told not to, it just felt right. She quit her job, took the money and pampered herself with a day at the spa and an expensive dinner. She then took the 300 dollars left over and placed it in the safety deposit box she owned, empty except for her grandfather's pocket watch and her grandmother's pearls. She wondered if she would ever return.

She left at 5:00 and found herself near the apartment at 5:45. She walked around for a while. She had dressed in a red baby doll dress that fit her small body snugly. She wore her favorite baby blue lacy bra and panties set and completed the look with white stockings and black heels. She decided against makeup (her porcelain skin didn't need it anyway) and did her hair in two ponytails. She looked like a cross between a hot school girl and a sexy siren. At 5:54, she went to the apartment door, rang the bell and kneeled on the welcome mat, head bowed.

I was so excited when I opened the door. She looked so hot. I tugged playfully on her hair and then lifted her dress, revealing her tiny, firm, panty clad ass. "Ok, dear, you may crawl in, strip naked and wait on the rug near the fireplace. I watched as she crawled and pulled the dress off. She removed the shoes and stockings and then slowly took off the bra and panties. She folded each piece neatly and made a pile and then shivering despite the fire, took her position, never raising her head. She looked so incredibly beautiful. "We will go over the contract with Mike, dear, before breakfast." She gave a silent nod.