Penny wakes up sore and muddle headed. last night is a blur of wonderful confusion. She stretches out, naked in a tangle of sheets. reaching out a hand the space beside her is empty but the bed is still warm. as she moves she feels a weight around her neck. she reaches up to feel the steel of the collar still about her neck, warm from her body heat. She wraps her fingers round it, tugs as she lets her other hand slide down her body, feeling the soft orb of her breast in her hand, the nipple aching as it hardens. She strokes it, remembering Sheldons fingers, his cruel grip as he tormented her, his teeth, his tongue. She moans softly to herself, letting her hand slide lower, her belly tight, red bite marks on thigh, down between her legs. She's still slick, sticky and aching but feels a strange satisfaction from it. She grips the collar tight as she teases herself, Thinking back to last night...

Sheldon growled "You are Mine" as he pulled her to him and crushed her mouth with a kiss that sent shudders through her. He tugged at the collar, the steel solid and inescapable. She'd never expected it to feel like this, her need for someone to totally take control fulfilled by her stranger, her Sheldon. But for once in her life she stopped running, stopped trying and just gave in, totally. She melted against him, yielding as he pushed her down to the floor, driven and eager. He fumbles at his belt and she helps him push his pants down enough to free his straining cock. She grips his waist as he forces himself into her, thrusting with desperate eagerness. She wraps her legs around him, clinging to him, breathless from the pleasure of feeling him in her, press down on her. "I'm yours, Master" are the only words her lips know.

It's over is a few savage moments, he arches his back up and pushes her down, buried to the balls in her. "You are Mine" he grunts as he comes and her cunt grips him tight in answer.

Sated and shell shocked, he climbs to his feet. His cock glistens wetly, end still trailing a silvery threat of come. She pulls herself to her knees, gripping his leg and looks up, eyes pleading as she puts out her tongue and slowly licks the tip. he looks down and nods and she takes him into her mouth, licking and sucking, desperate for the taste of him, feeling him harden as she sucks. She strokes his balls, working his shaft as she pulls back, then pushing forward, taking him as deep as she dared. She aches for him, to serve and pleasure him.

He pulls his shirt over his head as she works, looking down at her naked on her knees charges him with a fierce pride. Taking her by the hair he pulls her head back. He kicks off his pants and shifts his grip to her collar and naked, he leads her to the Bedroom.

Taking up the leather cuffs her binds her wrists before her and tied them to a rope, which he threads through the headboard. Pushing her onto the bed he wraps the rope about his hand and pulls, stretching her hands out. She rolls over onto her front, getting up on her knees so her ass is in the air, spread, exposed and ready for him. "take what's yours, Master" . He needs no more encouragement, he's behind her with his hands around her hips, pulling her back as he pushes forward, less desperate now, more in control.

She writhes in the ropes and cuffs, revelling in the slick slide of him as he moves in her. She grips the rope with her fists as she feels the wet heat in her belly grip her, the tight rope as much a connection as the straining cock inside her. "I'm yours, Master! yours! " She feels him tug the rope as he thrusts, loosing herself as she cries out, coming hard as she strains against him.

In the night she stirs from exhausted sleep, finding herself wrapped in his arms, lying in darkness in the sweat wet sheets. She rolls over and kisses his chest, her cuffed hands working his soft cock harder as he stirs.

She kisses him on the lips then trails her kisses down his body to his rising erection, licking it as she looked up at him. Sleepily he tangled his fingers into her hair, guiding her up and down as he gets harder. By the time he's rock hard and ready she's wet and eager for him. He pulls her head back by the hair, then takes her collar. "Straddle me" she sits up, throws her leg over him, rocking her hips ready to take him into her ready cunt but he shifts, so she ends sat astride his cock, the thick shaft spreading her wet lips open. "Ride it" she starts to rock back and forth, sliding slickly along him, but never far enough to get the tip of his cock into her.

"oh god. Master, I want you. i need you. I need you in me." rocking her hips faster, rubbing herself on him

"please Master" he's holds her upright by the collar, watching her with a sly smile as she struggles, then moves his hips and shifts her forward, so he can thrust up into her, letting her body push her down onto him

"YES!"

Moaning at the memory she feels the first tingle of an orgasm build, then the clatter of plates draws her attention back to the Morning.

From the sound and the delicious smell Sheldon is up and making breakfast

She gets to her feet, thinks about a shower and clothes then thinks better of it. She puts her shortest silky robe on, leaving the front open and strolls out of the bedroom, one finger hooked into her collar.

Sheldon is busy in the kitchen, just putting food on plates.

"Ah, you're up. How do you feel?"

"fantastic. You know, this really does something for you" She smiles, biting her lip and tugging the collar with one finger

He smiles. "And for you"

he points at the table "New paperwork for you to look at"

She waits while he puts the plates on the table then presses against him, up on tip toes for a kiss "Yes Master"

She sits and starts to read.

Sheldon points to it "It's much the same as your girlfriend agreement, but with additional titles and clauses.

If you want I can work this up into a full slave contract, I'll have to rewrite a few parts, you surpassed anything I'd hoped for on the submission front."

That makes her smile.

She stops, pulling out a complex licensing agreement "You want to license your DNA to me? "

"yes, you see I've patented my DNA and all derivative works based on it. It was to stop an evil genius trying to clone me. This way you get a license to use it and first option for repeat works."

"Use your DNA? why would I want to do that? I'm no biologist or evil clone maker.

Oh.

OH!

hold on, are you suggesting..."
She struggles with the idea "are you suggesting that in the future we could actually breed and have tiny Cooper babies?"

"Yes, if you sign we could legally do that"

"wow. just wow. you want kids?"

"I figure we lay the legal groundwork now and save the details for a possible future."

"I need to get my head round that idea, that's one crazy future... "

"Well, you think on it. Once we've eaten You are to shower and dress, we have a ring to buy"

All throughout the building a high pitched squeal of joy can be heard