Now I obviously don’t need to do that, as I already practically own you, however I’m a nice guy. Through this contract I want to give you certain ...assurances to make your time with me a little bit easier. It will also make crystal clear all the things I expect from you and everything you can expect from me. Now read.”I gave them a slave contract and waited a few minutes for them to finish reading it. I got up and got myself some coffee. It was a rather standard slave contract. I found this one. I had done some thinking, and bought a few things that didn't fit the TV persona I played, but I was a long way from that or prying cameras. I had a sheer top that came halfway down my thighs (it opened in front). I wore a red halter (not a brassiere, there's a difference), just like I'd worn in that TV shot. I checked myself out in my room: gosh darn it, I seemed to have forgotten any panties. Oh well, I'd just have to suffer through the problem of not wearing them.Now one of the things we'd. ‘I like him, he’s a whole bag of contradictions, this should be fun.’ ‘You minx, don’t you stir him up, I know what you’re like.’ Perdy kissed Lizzy’s nose, ‘Trust me, you know you can.’ Lizzy grinned and they smacked lips. ‘You’re a terrible woman but I love you dearly.’ ‘Love you too.’ Susan smiled and went back to her list, as the girls hugged and exchanged kisses. ‘Sorry Mum, what’s next.’ They worked through the list rapidly until about an hour later, ‘Oh I think we’re almost there, no. He looked ghastly, but his condition though slowly deteriorating over time could be restored by my own personal gift which worked differently from the established way of healing someone. Something I believe Merlin did not know, as I suspected when fitting the wards he would have thought that a rescue attempt would kill Hermes.“No change?” Morgana asked.“No, every attempt to probe the wards has resulted in them locking us out and disturbing Hermes’ physical stability, which is why you were in a.