Arrival and the Glorious Thing That is Paperwork

They arrived later that day. Theoretically Alex was in the lead. In reality it was Lilly who was bringing them to the place where they wanted to go. It was a tiny little theatre. The sort of place that might put on small local concerts, or maybe a play or two. It had seen better days. The building from outside was old and peeling. Inside, there was a reception, a hallway, a large stage area which could hold about thirty people and then a backstage for the performers to get ready.

Lilly's friend was already there and waiting for them. She was a dark-skinned woman called Amber with eyes that glittered and a rich and friendly voice. She reminded Clara bit of Lilly and she could see how the two of them had become friends.

"Lilly!" Amber greeted them with a wave as they entered the reception area. "It's been ages since I saw you! How has it been?"

"Oh, you know. The usual." Lilly laughed. "Good job, good money, good life. At least as far as anyone else is concerned."

The two of them shared a chuckle at some private joke which Clara was not privy to. She swallowed nervously. The reception area was in better condition than the outside of the building. The floors were richly carpeted and it was bathed in warm, gentle lights. Lilly and Amber caught up for a few moments and Clara felt Alex squeeze her hand in reassurance. She smiled, nodding to him.

Finally Amber broke away from Lilly and bore down on the couple.

"You two must be Alex and Clara. I've heard so much about you! It feels like I know you already but uh, that's probably a weird thing to say." She smiled. "I hear from Lilly that the two of you are just starting your journey together into this sort of lifestyle. Have you enjoyed it so far?"

"It's um, it's been interesting." Clara said, feeling the blood rush to her face.

"I'm sure it has," Amber smiled. "Well if you're not up to talking about it yet, that's fine too. A lot of us were like that at first. Some still are. And as for you, Alex isn't it? Lilly has told me that she was very impressed with how you've been treating this whole thing."

"What, me?" Alex blinked in surprise. "I'm not sure I understand what you mean."

"Some people would **** their position if they found themselves with the sort of power over a girl as Clara has given you over her, but you've been nothing but thoughtful this whole time. Lilly has watched it all, and I must say that if she has been accurate - and I don't know her to lie - you've both risen to the occasion. This is your final day, isn't it?"

"Yes," Clara nodded. "After this, the deal is over. W-we're not quite sure what we're going to do then."

"No need to worry about it," Amber said. "What will happen will happen. The important thing is to enjoy yourselves. Now, I've invited a few people as Lilly suggested. Not too many. I didn't want a very big crowd for this. And only the right sort of people. People I trust implicitly. We take this sort of thing very, very seriously. Speaking of which, there is one more thing I need to introduce you to. Something that you are going to become extremely familiar with if you continue on in this lifestyle."

"What's that?" Clara asked. "Some kind of toy?"

"Oh, no. It's nothing fun like that. It's waivers. Piles and piles of waivers. I need to make sure that everyone involved understands exactly what is happening and the limits of it, so I want it in paperwork. I bet when you first got into the whole debauched sex thing you didn't realise it would require quite so many signatures, eh?"

She chuckled again and showed them to a table where true to her word, there was a small mountain of forms. Clara looked at it and sighed.

"I think I would have preferred the sex toy..."

But the forms did prove to be something of a relief to Clara. They gave her a sense of control as she read through them. The first one was more or less a consent form. It outlined what they were going to do in general terms, made sure that she was aware of what it entailed and then asked for her signature in several places to mark that she read, understood and was not being **** in any way. Clara felt a bit silly as she signed it. It made her horny, like she was signing her life away to some devil or selling herself into slavery. Which she was, though only for a night.

The next form was another consent form. Nearly identical to the first but different in a very slight but according to Amber very important way. Then the next form was a list of things that she could opt into or out of. Things like slavery, humiliation, painplay, sex toys, more specific sex toys, and so forth. Clara ran down the list, her heart beat faster as she did. Each word conjured an image in her mind, showing her what it might be like. She imagined herself in dozens of situations. In chains, on her knees. Standing in front of a jeering crowd. **** to pleasure herself for the entertainment of others, used as a test subject for a new line of sex toys. Livestreamed to the whole internet as she was made to cum again and again and again.

Clara's breath hitched in her throat as she signed, opting into some and opting out of others. After that there was a section on how creative she was comfortable with her dom being. In this case, the dom would be Alex so she allowed him a high degree of creativity within her boundaries.

Then the final section was about whether she was comfortable with someone else taking the stage as well. It had options for other slaves, as well as for secondary doms. Clara chewed the bottom of her lip before signing off on this as well. Having other slaves was a scary thought but also made her feel slightly better if she wasn't going to be going through it alone. Having a secondary dom made her hesitate, but there was a section for her particular input and after some thought she agreed to it as long as Alex retained overall control of the situation and authority.

Alex had to sign just as many forms as she did, and then they had to sign together as well. Once they were finally done with that, Amber clapped in delight.

"Good work the two of you! Very good signing! I'm very impressed."

Behind her, Lilly shook her head, but there was a twinkle of humour in her eyes.

"Now that the two of you are ready to go forward, I'll show you to the backstage area," Amber said. "Then we'll call in the guests and get you ready for the show."