Cambrian’s Emporium of Everything (Multiple Settings)

The Contract (Original)

Commission

Themes: Master/Slave, Rough Sex, Oral Sex

Summary: Jason has been Anna's manager for years now and her best friend for even longer. So surely they don't NEED a contract, right? But suddenly she's insisting and he's wondering if he's going to lose his best friend...

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“I think we need a contract.”
 
Six simple words that had nevertheless sent Jason’s heart plummeting when he’d first seen the text. On the one hand, part of him always knew this day would come. On the other… on the other, Jason still couldn’t believe it. He’d rushed over to Anna’s place immediately, of course. Going to talk to her in person just… it just made sense to him. And as she opens the door to his insistent knocking, Jason has to admit… she’s just as breathtaking as ever.
 
Bright pink hair, vibrant blue eyes, cute button nose and perfectly sculpted lips. And all of that combined with a body that just wouldn’t quit. It was obvious just from looking at her that she was a dancer. But also, she was currently dressed in a very skimpy buttoned top and cute black skirt with a white belt. Combine that with the high-heeled designer shoes and she was… well, gorgeous.
 
She was also his best friend in the whole wide world. They’d known each other from childhood, having grown up next door to one another all their lives. She was literally his Girl-Next-Door, even if their relationship had never been anything but platonic. If they were just best friends, maybe he would have made a move to try and see if they could be something more… but that wasn’t the case.
 
Because Anna was also the Popstar known as Starstruck, a huge musical celebrity and all around cultural phenomenon. As Starstruck, Anna had been in the pop music scene for five years now, and each year had been more successful for her than the last. She was HUGE at this point, selling out shows for stadiums with tens of thousands of seats. And Jason? Jason was her manager.
 
It’d started as a joke, as a hobby, just as her musical career had. But it’d quickly become a full time job. One that Jason loved doing. One that he didn’t mind pouring his heart and soul into. Because it was for Anna. But so far, everything had been… well, verbal. He got paid, don’t get him wrong, but it wasn’t like there was any formal documentation or contracts written up. There didn’t need to be. They were Bonnie and Clyde. They were closer than close. He didn’t need a contract to know that he wanted to spend the rest of his life ensuring Anna’s success. Which is why those are the first words out of his mouth.
 
“Anna… we don’t need a contract. Is this coming from your Agent? Please, I-!”
 
“Jason. Hush. Come in, please. The contract is already here.”
 
His eyes widen at that, but he follows her inside anyways, closing and locking the door behind him. Anna sways her hips in that cute natural way of hers as she moves over to the dining table and presses a finger onto a thick official-looking folder.
 
“It’s in here. Please read it… and if you’re amendable to the terms and conditions, you can sign. Then we can go from there.”
 
Jason lets out a shuddering breath as Anna’s melodic voice washes over him. He moves to the table and sits down heavily, feeling almost defeated. He could imagine what that asshole of an agent had made Anna put in here. He could imagine how this contract would drive a wedge between them, how it would slowly break down their friendship and turn their relationship into one of pure business.
 
He’s expecting all sorts of shit, like a massive pay cut, or unconscionable working conditions… just anything that might make him want to quit and leave Anna defenseless and in the hands of that bastard.
 
Still… Anna has asked this of him, so he opens the folder and begins reading. And then keeps reading. And reading. Slowly, Jason’s eyes get progressively wider and wider as he reads. Meanwhile, Anna has moved over to the couch and sat down, crossing one of her legs over the other and waiting with her lips pressed together as tightly as possible.
 
“Anna, this…”
 
“Please read the entire contract before commenting, Jason.”
 
Teeth clicking shut, Jason does as he’s told. But his feelings don’t change by the time he gets to the end. He’s… completely flummoxed even then.
 
“Anna… I don’t understand.”
 
Anna graces him with a smile that he’s always felt was reserved exclusively for him. It’s not a Starstruck Smile. It’s an Anna Smile. And when paired with what he just read and what she’s wearing… he can’t help it. He begins to grow hard in his pants and rapidly so at that.
 
“You’re right. My agent did demand that you and I finally have a proper contract for you to continue being my manager, Jason. And he had all sorts of suggestions on what should go into the contract too.”
 
Jason grimaces at having his worst fears confirmed. But then…
 
“Obviously, I ignored him and had a lawyer write up a contract dictated by ME and ME alone. That’s what’s right in front of you. Don’t worry… once you sign it, it’ll be legally binding seeing as I’ve already signed.”
 
That she has. There on the final page is Anna’s signature. On a contract that was… so draconian and heavy-handed it was enough to make Jason’s head spin. But the draconian, heavy-handed nature of the contract wasn’t directed at HIM… it was directed at HER.
 
“Anna… if I sign this, I won’t just be your manager… I’ll be your owner. I’ll own the Starstruck Brand in perpetuity. It’s effectively financial slavery! Surely that’s not-!”
 
“Not what I want? That’s exactly what I want, Jason.”
 
Abruptly, Anna stands from the crouch. Then, right before his eyes, she drops to her hands and knees. Jason can only watch as her body shakes and jiggles in all the best ways as the gorgeous pink-haired popstar crawls across the room to where he’s sitting at the dining table. He can only watch as she spreads his legs apart and kneels between them. Reaching for his crotch, she pauses for just a moment and gives him a hopeful smile.
 
“May I?”
 
Jason just nods, in the end. Anna’s smile blossoms into a wide, hungry grin as the cute musician unbuttons and unzips his pants, reaching in and pulling out his cock. Jason can only gasp as her hands touch his throbbing member. Anna, meanwhile, coos over his size and his aroused state.
 
“I see that it’s what you want too, Jason…”
 
“I…”
 
He does want it. He’s wanted her for longer than he cares to admit. He just never thought he’d get her. He never thought he even had a chance. And yet… here they are. Anna’s smile lasts right up until she opens her lips and spreads them over the head of his cock, slowly beginning to bob up and down on his dick. But her eyes continue to smile up at him even as she sucks him off, fellating him right there on her kitchen floor.
 
Meanwhile… the contract sits on the table in front of him still. A contract that effectively signs Anna’s life away… to him and him alone. Oh sure, it’s not outright slavery. That sort of thing is illegal in this day and age. But it might as well be. If she breaks the contract, she loses everything. Once he signs, her money becomes his money. Her property becomes his property. Her brand becomes his brand. All of it as collateral in the event that she breaks the contract.
 
She’ll be destitute if she tries to back out. She won’t own a thing, not even the clothes on her back or even her own NAME. Starstruck and all of her music will belong to him from this moment on and if Anna decides she doesn’t want to be Starstruck anymore, he gets to keep it all. Forever.
 
Jason finds himself torn between not wanting to fuck over his best friend… and his darkest desires. Owning Anna… having her be all but his slave… it sounds so fucking hot. Especially since SHE wants it too. She drew up this contract after all. In direct defiance of her agent at that. And if Jason signs, there’s nothing that bastard will be able to do about it either.
 
To say Jason is tempted would be an understatement. And the further Anna forces herself down his cock, until she’s outright gagging on it, the more tempted he gets.
 
“Glughk! Glughk! Glughk!”
 
At this rate, Jason is going to cum down her throat before he signs the damn contract. And even though there’s no reason for him to be worried about that… he growls and grabs up the pen that had been sitting next to the folder all this time anyways. He puts pen to paper and signs the damn thing, writing his signature with a flourish right above Anna’s own.
 
Down below, Anna freezes as he does so… before slowly pulling back off of his cock with a wide smile. Jason watches as she licks her lips and clasps her hands together in her lap.
 
“… What would you have of me now, Sir?”
 
Jason’s cock twitches. That was actually in the contract. Anna wasn’t allowed to address him as anything but ‘sir’ from now on. Even still, he hadn’t expected her to immediately go for that. That said…
 
“You’re wearing my property now, Anna. I think it would look better on the kitchen floor. Take it off.”
 
Unperturbed, Anna just grins happily.
 
“Of course, Sir.”
 
She starts by unbuttoning her straining top and pulling it off her braless chest. Her beautiful breasts come bouncing free, even as she removes her skirt next, followed by her panties. Jason stands up and Anna rises to meet him after pulling off her heeled shoes as well, leaving the beautiful pink-haired popstar with her gorgeous bombshell body standing entirely naked before him.
 
Jason’s breath hitches as he looks at her for a long moment. Then, unable to help himself, he surges forward, grabbing hold of her and pulling her into a deep, tongue-filled kiss. Anna moans as she all but melts into his arms, submissive in every possible way. His hands go to her ass as her tits squish into his chest. She’s his now. He owns her body; he owns her very fucking likeness.
 
With that in mind, Jason doesn’t waste time. He squeezes Anna’s ass, pulling his short best friend up to her tip toes as he kisses her… and then he lifts her off the ground entirely. Careful not to damage the contract that represents his ownership of her now, Jason nevertheless picks Anna up and sets her down on another part of the dining table.
 
Her legs instinctively spread for him, and he fits between them like a glove, his cock slapping down on her juicy wet cunt. Moving his hands from her ass to the rest of her body, Jason cups one of her breasts and gives it a good hard squeeze, while the other hand fists in her hair, forcibly controlling her head’s movement. Looking into her beautiful blue eyes, he growls.
 
“Mine.”
 
“Yours, Sir.”
 
Anna moans out her agreement as she all but humps at his cock. Just the tip is currently nestled between her lower lips… but perhaps it’s time to change that. With a triumphant grunt, Jason thrusts forward, filling his slave with his cock. As he does so, he presses his forehead to hers.
 
“You belong to me now, Anna. I own you. I own Starstruck.”
 
“Yesssss… please, Sir… please do whatever you want with me. With my brand. With my music. I don’t care about any of it. All I care about is being yours. It’s all I’ve EVER cared about.”
 
That’s shocking to hear, but Jason is beginning to understand that he never truly understood his best friend. Anna is all too eager to spill the beans though now that the contract is signed and he all but owns her ass.
 
“All of my music… all of my hard work… I was j-just trying to impress you. Nnngh, I just w-wanted you to… to notice me. T-To take me and make me your BITCH.”
 
As he fucks her, Anna gasps out the words, admitting the truth of her nature, of everything she’d ever done.
 
“It took s-so long for me to realize that… I had to t-take the first step. I had to c-collar myself and hand you the l-leash…”
 
Jason grunts, fucking her harder and faster. Her breasts jiggle even as he mauls them one at a time. Her taut tummy, abs visible from all of her dancing, flexes and clenches as he pounds her on top of the dining table. She was right. He’d been so blind. It really had taken her writing up the contract for him to realize what they BOTH wanted.
 
That said, her analogy does make Jason imagine what Anna would look like in a collar and leash and nothing else. It makes him all the more aroused and he lets out another lustful growl as he leans in and kisses her again, dominating her mouth with his tongue. Anna moans submissively, letting him have his way with her… completely and utterly surrendering to his touch, his cock, his every move.
 
Truth be told, Jason had no intention of ruining Starstruck or her music. Even if everything Anna had done as Starstruck started off as merely an attempt at getting his attention, Jason knew better than perhaps Anna herself did. At this point, Starstruck had become more than just a hobby for her. She loved music… possibly even as much as she loved him.
 
Now that he owned her, Jason wasn’t going to do a one-eighty and start being some evil jackass. No, he’d leave being a consummate bastard to Anna’s money-grubbing agent. He was still her best friend. He was still her manager. And he was still going to encourage Anna to be the very best musician she possibly could be.
 
… Though he probably wouldn’t be able to stop himself from slipping into her dressing rooms to slip into HER before a show here and there sometimes. Somehow, Jason didn’t think she would mind that all that much.
 
Sliding his hand from her breast to her neck, Jason feels Anna tighten up around his cock, even though he doesn’t actually squeeze or choke her or anything like that. He just rests his hand there, imagining a choker or collar in place of his fingers. And soon after that, they both reach climax, his cock pulsing and his balls churning before he lets out the biggest load of his life into his new popstar slave.
 
Anna, meanwhile, squeals and creams herself as well, her beautiful blue eyes rolling all the way back in her head as she gurgles and shudders under him. And Jason knows in that moment… this is the start of a beautiful new chapter of their relationship.
 
And he can’t wait to see what comes next for them.

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