Leopard Girl

Chapter 2

She did not tell her husband about the contract at first. She described her earlier conversation with Hal and told him about the audit scheduled for tomorrow. And they wracked their brains together to find a solution. But no ideas emerged that would remotely come close to fixing the problem.

In the end, she told her husband about the other alternative. He just clutched the papers and stared at them as if he were in a state of shock. Finally, he spoke.

"It's better than losing you for twenty years," he said. He picked up a pen and signed the papers. With tears flowing down her cheeks, Jill inked her name in the space below his.

The next morning, Jill was waiting for Hal at his office when he arrived. "Did you come up with anything?" he asked. She simply held out the document and he took it from her. He flipped to the last page and nodded as he saw the two signatures.

"I guess not," he continued. "I really do think this is the best way. It protects you."

Somehow, Jill did not feel very protected at the moment. She felt very vulnerable instead; and very humiliated. She had foolishly placed her husband and herself into a situation which had cost them their freedom. According to the terms of the contract, they would belong to Hal for the next five years.

"Please come in," Hal said as he opened his office door and waited for Jill to enter. Then he closed it behind him. "Now, let's see what I have purchased. Do be a good dear and remove your clothes."

"What!?!?!?!?" gasped Jill.

"Your clothing," he repeated. "Take it off so that I can see if I made a good deal."

Jill opened her mouth to protest but closed it again without uttering a word. What did she expect? The document was very clear on expectations and requirements. Immediate obedience was demanded at all times. No activities on the part of the owner were prohibited. She was clearly a slave and he was clearly the master. He could do with her what he chose. Reluctantly, she reached up and slowly stripped.

"This is an excellent arrangement we have entered into," remarked Hal once she had taken off the last of her clothes. Jill was a remarkable beauty. Long flowing red hair spilled luxuriously down her back and chest. He reached out and tucked it all over her shoulders, revealing two large, ripe and beautiful breasts. He had known that she was well endowed but these surpassed even his wildest hopes. Her narrow waist and flared hips and nicely padded ass were visions of perfection. Her finely sculpted thighs and firmly muscled calves were magnificent. And her face, which he had admired for years, was simply gorgeous as it blushed furiously.

He did not touch her other than when he reached out and tugged lightly on the little red tuft of hair over her Venus mound. "Lose this by tonight. Be at my home at seven. You can leave your husband at home this time."

Then he let her get dressed and go on about her day. That night, he raped her. Well, rape is probably not the right word but that's how she thought about it. In reality, one cannot be accused of rape when one is using one's own property. He did use her well and often that night.