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“Thank you.” Monique took a step back, putting distance between them so she could enjoy the moment more. “Have I told you lately that you’re not so bad yourself?”
Another cough. Apparently, someone had somewhere to be.
“I think it’s best we got started. Eve?”
She probably thought her sister would never ask. Regardless of her thoughts, Eve pulled a slip of paper from her front pocket, unfolded it, and read the contents. “Does the person who gives away this woman promise that she is faithful, subservient when necessary, and honorable?”
Etta was not slow to answer. “I do.” She had a piece of paper of her own. “Does the person who vouches for this woman swear that she is a reasonable, kind, and diligent Mistress?”
“I do.”
“Furthermore,” and everyone in attendance turned to look at Etta as she improvised the rest, “do you vouch that this woman has never and will never betray or otherwise harm her partner?”
A disturbing silence briefly erupted between the four of them. This time, Eve’s throat clearing was honest. “I… do?”
Down, Etta.Big sister types. What was Monique to do with them?
Besides, it wasn’t like she didn’t have those sentiments covered already.
“Helen,” she began, holding both of her girlfriend’s hands, “these past few months have been everything I’ve wanted andmore. Thank you for pursuing me. I daresay you caught me.”
She ignored the silence in the room. She only had eyes for Helen’s smile anyway.
“Before I met you, I didn’t think I would ever be free to love again. To trust someone with my heart and body. You keep saying that you want to earn my trust over and over. I admire that. Because you’re right. I will need that. You don’t know this, but there were many times I expected you to prove my doubts right… and then you didn’t. Every time that happened, I became more convinced that perhaps it was time to start trusting again. Thank you.”
Something happened to Helen’s expression. When before she had the plain, but happy expression of a woman who had things going her way, she now had a poignant hue and brows turning down.Has she never considered this?Helen glanced at the two witnesses, including her sister and Monique’s ex-Domme.She hasn’t.People could be so simple sometimes.
“That said, Ms. Helen Warner, I vow to be a faithful and obedient sub who will do her best to make your life easier and more pleasant. I am overjoyed at the thought of serving you for a long, long time. My only hope is that I can be the sub that you deserve.”
“I don’t know what to say.” Her hands were slippery in Monique’s. “Except that I’m happy you feel this way.”
When the silence became too much to bear, Helen realized that it was her turn to say something.
“I’m not sure how to follow that.” Yet her grip on her hands was full of resolve, and Monique did not doubt that Helen would make her tear up. “I even had some notes I wrote last night. Alas, you’ve once again knocked me off my feet, Princess.”
“Try it anyway, my love.”
“Well, I was going to say some simple things about being your Mistress, but… ah, to hell with it. I love you, Monique. I have from the moment I first laid eyes on you. I was intrigued by you from the first conversation. Your wit and intelligence are unlike any other woman’s. Yours invigorates me, and while you will be my sub, you will also be my equal partner. As your Mistress, I promise to keep you in line, but I will never stifle your spirit or silence your opinions. I want to see and hear it all from you. We can be partners in many ways.”
She picked a box up from the makeshift altar beside them and opened it to reveal a slender, black collar dotted in tiny diamonds.How considerate. It would go with any outfit. It was sophisticated enough to wear to work and formal functions, but also casual enough to wear around the house or entertaining friends. Monique did not miss the“In Care of Helen Warner”etched inside the leather.In care of. Not property of. Not owned by.In care of. Helen was her caretaker, not just her Mistress.
The first tear threatened to sprout from her eye.
“I am honored to present you with this collar,” Helen waited until Monique pulled her hair to the side before snugly wrapping the leather collar around her throat. “To know that you chose me as your Mistress is an honor I’ll cherish forever.”
It sounded so sappy! Monique held in both a laugh and a sob of love. If it were her and Helen, she may have cried, but she didn’t want to do that in front of Evelyn and Etta.
“Thank you, Mistress,” she whispered, the collar latching behind her neck.
It was done.
The last matter of formality was the signing of the contract that stipulated their roles as Domme and sub. For a whole week they emailed it back and forth to each other when they had spare moments, changing wording here and adding things there. It wasn’t anything they weren’t already doing, but Monique insisted that they sign even a one-page contract for now. She added her signature after Helen’s, and then both witnesses added their initials.
Before Monique could step away from the paper, Helen pulled her into heavy arms.
She had never kissed Helen in front of others like this before. Eve turned around with a groan, and Etta respectfully averted her eyes while fighting back a smile.I don’t care.Helen could start making love to her right now, and Monique wouldn’t care. Having her Mistress kiss her so forcefully after they just committed to each other only made Monique more fervent in her desire to be with Helen.
They had dinner, the four of them, in the main dining hall. Aged wine and a five-course French meal were served. Monique sat beside Helen, who sat at the head of the table, and Etta sat on the other side of her. Eve looked at Monique from across the table. While she showed her metaphorical sister-in-law no malice, something clearly made her uncomfortable.
