The next morning, the FitBit on his wrist began to vibrate silently, slowly waking Merlin from his slumber. It took a moment for him to orient himself and remember where he was. He then remembered what the contract had specified his morning duties were.
This would be the first real test to see if he could endure what Arthur wanted of him. One of the reasons he had hesitated to sign the contract that would enslave him to Arthur.
He was still resolved to try, grateful to have the chance to back out of this after a week if he couldn't handle it. With that in mind he crawled under the covers and, taking a deep breath, he took Arthur's half-hard cock into his mouth, licking and suckling on it gently, in order to wake up Arthur in the way he'd been instructed to.
At first Arthur remained still, deep in sleep. After several minutes, just as Merlin's jaw began to feel sore, Arthur began to stir and groan. Merlin continued his ministrations, doing his best to breathe through his nose under the covers, inhaling Arthur's musky scent with each breath.
Soon Arthur was thrusting his hips up slightly trying to delve deeper into the wet heat of Merlin's mouth. Merlin kept backing off a little, trying to avoid being choked. That's when Arthur threw off the covers and gently grabbed Merlin's head. "Stay still," Arthur ordered, and began to slide his cock deeper and deeper into Merlin's mouth. "That's it, you can take it. Breathe through your nose and relax your throat."
Merlin complied and soon Arthur was fucking his throat in earnest. Merlin tried hard to swallow around the invading cock in order to stop from gagging. Soon Arthur slammed his cock deep down Merlin's throat and just held him there. "Swallow and keep swallowing," Arthur growled. As Merlin began to swallow, Arthur groaned as he released his seed deep down Merlin's throat. Merlin kept swallowing until Arthur finally released him and pulled him off his softening cock.
"Very good," Arthur said sounding pleased. "I am glad how eager you have been to please me so far. Remember your next task. Off the bed and on your knees."
Merlin scrambled to comply, his heart hammering in his chest and his stomach roiling at the thought of his next duty. This one would be much more difficult than the last.
Merlin knelt by the bed and Arthur sat up, swinging his legs over the edge of the bed. Then Merlin crawled closer and took Arthur's softening cock into his mouth again. "Now just relax and swallow what comes. Remember, it's completely sterile."
Merlin breathed deeply through his nose, trying to calm himself down as the warm stream of salty liquid began to fill his mouth. He swallowed as best as he could and tried not to throw up. Tears began slide down his face at the humiliation of it all.
Once Arthur was done he gently patted his head and praised him. "Good boy. Go on and finish getting ready. My manservant George will be arriving shortly to give you your morning enema."
Merlin nodded and got up and went to the bathroom. He took time to pee and then gratefully brushed his teeth to get the awful tastes out of his mouth. He then waited, kneeling in the large bathtub, for George to give him his enema.
Soon a man in a fancy three-piece suit came in carrying the enema equipment and he hastily hung up the back with the warm Epsom salt solution. "Hands and knees," George said gruffly before removing the plug and slowly inserting the enema tube into Merlin's ass. George roughly pushed Merlin's shoulders down to get his ass up higher and then left him there until all of the solution had drained into him.
"Hold that until the timer beeps," George instructed. "Then empty yourself in the toilet. Afterwards you are to take a shower and meet Mr. Pendragon in the playroom."
Merlin merely nodded. He waited as patiently as possible for the timer to go off, but his insides began cramping and he began to squirm with discomfort. However, he remembered that he was already in for a punishment today and didn't want to add to it. So Merlin endured the cramping as best as he could and gratefully rushed to the toilet as soon as the timer beeped.
It was a relief to empty himself and a greater relief to get into the shower, after removing his FitBit. He thoroughly washed himself and then remembered that Arthur preferred him shaven. So he shaved everywhere he could reach before finally leaving the shower and toweling himself off with the fresh towels someone had placed out for him.
Afterwards he fitted the FitBit back onto his wrist and slowly made his way towards the playroom. There was a note on the door.
Merlin,
I had to take an urgent business call. Wait for me on the spanking bench.
Arthur
Merlin gulped and entered the playroom and made his way over towards the spanking bench and gingerly climbed up onto it, positioning himself as best as he could.
Then Merlin waited while his stomach grumbled. According to his itinerary, he would be punished every morning for any infractions he had committed the day before. The punishments were to occur after his morning enema and shower, but before breakfast.
Merlin actually dozed off a bit waiting on the bench for Arthur. He startled awake when he heard Arthur enter the playroom.
"I'm sorry to keep you waiting," Arthur apologized. "Let's get this over with so we can both have some breakfast."
Merlin steeled himself as Arthur firmly strapped him onto the bench by his ankles, knees, thighs, torso, upper arms, wrists and neck. He was almost completely immobilized.
"Tell me why you are being punished," Arthur prompted.
"I spoke without permission, Master," Merlin replied.
"You will receive twenty strikes from the paddle," Arthur informed him. "That should be enough to remind you not to do that again."
Arthur began by slapping Merlin with his bare hand several times. "This is just to warm you up," Arthur explains, slapping Merlin several more times on each cheek before he readied the paddle.
Merlin grunted softly with each slap, but when the paddle came down he cried out. He really wanted to just tell Arthur off after that but he took a deep breath just as the next hit came.
The paddling hurt, but was also strangely erotic. He'd endured spankings before from his various foster families. This was different, more intimate somehow, with the way Arthur kept his hand on his lower back the entire time, and paused between each strike to let the heat and tingle spread and settle into Merlin.
By the fifteenth strike Merlin was actually sobbing, holding back his words of apology lest he break the same rule he was being punished for again.
When it was all over Arthur went to put away the paddle and came back holding a jar of something that he slowly soothed over Merlin's reddened ass. "That should help speed up the healing. You took your punishment well, but we're not quite finished yet I think."
Merlin whimpered in fear at the sound of that, when Arthur chuckled. "Now behave. I won't spank you anymore, but you look just too delicious in that position for me not to fuck you."
Soon Arthur had them both slicked up and ready and was sinking his hardened length into Merlin, fucking him hard and fast. "If you can cum, you have my permission to," Arthur grunted as he took his pleasure from Merlin.
Merlin had been shocked at his arousal during the spanking and he was still hard and leaking when Arthur began to fuck him. It didn't take long and he was keening with every thrust, so close to the edge as Arthur kept pounding him.
Then almost without warning, Merlin came hard, spurting against the spanking bench and clenching around Arthur, forcing the man over the edge.
"Fuck!" Arthur growled as he came hard and deep inside Merlin. Arthur kept moving his softening cock in and out for a few moments after that, trying to catch his breath. "Fuck that was amazing Merlin. You really catch on quick."
Arthur slowly removed himself and once again plugged Merlin's ass, instructing him to keep Arthur's cum inside. Then Arthur began to undo the straps keeping Merlin secured to the bench. Once Merlin was released, he stood, sniffling, before Arthur. "What do you have to say for yourself?"
"I'm sorry, Master. I'll try never to speak without permission again," Merlin said contritely.
"Good boy. See that you don't," Arthur said. "I am very proud of you for taking all that so well," Arthur said with genuine affection, placing a kiss on Merlin's lips while cupping his face and wiping away his tears. "Now come, it's time for breakfast."
...
Arthur led a very naked Merlin down to the kitchen for breakfast after dressing himself in a pair of sweatpants. Merlin had almost forgotten that part of the contract. He wasn't to wear clothing as long as he was inside the house. Even when guests visited.
Merlin felt very exposed when he walked into the kitchen and Arthur's kitchen staff saw him. He blushed and tried to cover himself until Arthur pulled his hands away. "No need to be ashamed of yourself, not around the household staff."
Merlin nodded and went to sit by the counter where he'd eaten the day before.
"Merlin!" Arthur admonished and pointed at the pillow next to Arthur's chair. Something else Merlin had nearly forgotten. Kneeling at his master's feet and eating from his hand. Like a dog.
Merlin dutifully sunk to his knees and allowed himself to be fed pancakes, bacon and eggs from Arthur's fingers, making sure to clean the fingers after each bite with his tongue.
Afterwards, Arthur got up and poured them each a cup of coffee and gestured for Merlin to follow him into his office.
"Please have a seat, we have some things to talk about," Arthur said, handing Merlin a cup of coffee while allowing him to sit in the same wingback chair he'd been in the day before.
"During this discussion, you may speak freely," Arthur said. "The rules are currently not in effect."
"Thanks," Merlin nodded.
"Don't get used to it," Arthur huffed, with a smile. "First of all, I have to say, you are one of the most natural submissive I've ever met. You really have exceeded all my expectations so far."
"Thanks, I guess," Merlin shrugged while taking a sip of his coffee.
"I may be rushing things, but how likely do you think it will be for you to sign that contract today, after everything you've experienced so far?" Arthur asked.
"Dunno," Merlin shrugged. "The part that makes me hesitate is the drinking piss bit. Everything else was okay, but that bit. I very nearly threw up all over you. I dunno if I can sign at all if I'm expected to do that every morning."
"Was that the only part that really bothered you?" Arthur asked seriously.
Merlin thought about it and nodded. "Yeah. At least it's the only part I really don't want to agree to."
"Would you accept instead an additional spanking each day? Drinking my piss in the morning was meant as a way to remind you of your place. I could do so with a sound spanking instead," Arthur suggested.
Merlin was silent for a moment but eventually nodded. "Yeah I could do that."
Arthur beamed. "So if I made that change in the contract, you'd be willing to sign it today instead of in a week?"
Merlin blushed and his breath hitched. He felt a mixture of excitement and nervousness. He'd never in a million years would have thought he'd willingly agree to become someone's sex slave. Everything he'd experienced so far had been overwhelming, but tolerable, and the promises Arthur had made were so tempting.
"On one other condition," Merlin said, taking note of how much Arthur seemed to want to rush the process. "The contract expires upon my mother's death. So you'll have incentive to help her live a long, healthy life."
Arthur thought about that. Merlin's mother was a strong, resilient woman. With the proper nutrition and living conditions, she could easily live another twenty or more years. By then they'd be both well into middle-age.
"Yes, that would be acceptable," Arthur agreed. "So then you'll sign?"
Merlin nodded. "Yeah. If you make those changes to the contract, then I'll sign. Today."
Arthur took a deep breath and smiled warmly. "Alright. Then you're off the clock until it's signed. If you'd like there are video game systems in the living room, you could play until I get the revised contract ready."
"Yeah? Thanks. I haven't had a chance to play for ages," Merlin said, smiling. "Can I also put some clothes on?"
Arthur nodded. "Sure. You'll find sweats in your closet upstairs."
Merlin went back to the bedroom first, and sure enough there were two closets he'd neglected to notice the day before, and one had been marked "Merlin." Everything in the closet was fitted for his size. Merlin was overwhelmed that Arthur had been so sure that he'd eventually sign the contract.
It felt good to be in clothes again, especially clean clothes. Once dressed, Merlin found his way to the living room and within the cabinet beneath the TV there was every current type of video game system and along the wall were several bookshelves filled with games. It took him awhile to choose because there were so many.
When Arthur was finished drawing up the new contract he found Merlin sitting happily, playing one of his favorite games, Mario Kart.
At first Arthur had wanted Merlin to sign the contract as soon as it was ready but seeing Merlin sitting there, looking so innocent still, even after all he'd subjected him to, put a lump in Arthur's throat.
Arthur went and carefully put away the contract, asked George to order them a pizza and sodas. Then he went down to join Merlin and they spent the rest of the afternoon playing video games and eating pizza.
As Arthur was putting away the video game system, Merlin curled back into himself. "So, is the contract ready?"
Arthur came and crouched next to Merlin. "Yeah, but let's not worry about it until after dinner. I'd like to take you out, if that's alright?"
"You mean, like…on a proper date?" Merlin asked.
"Sort of. I am just really enjoying this time with you," Arthur said. "In fact, I think I want to make one more change to the contract. At least once each week we'll have a free period like this, where you're not my slave. Where we're just hanging out and enjoying ourselves. Would you like that?"
Merlin nodded. "Yeah, that would be great."
Arthur smiled. "Then it's done. Now come on let's get dressed. I want to show you my favorite restaurant."
...
So now they were dressed to the nines and heading out for a dinner date, just 36 hours after Arthur basically rescued him. Merlin was still trying to process everything but he was actually glad he hadn't been asked to sign that contract just yet. It had been nice to just spend time and talk to Arthur.
Under different circumstances…
When they arrived the paparazzi were all over them in an instant and Arthur just took Merlin's hand and ushered him into the restaurant. It was one of the priciest places in town, Merlin knew. He'd heard some kids at his last school talking about it and how the Arthur Pendragon could be seen there every other week with a new romantic partner on his arm.
Apparently this week that partner was him. Merlin still couldn't quite believe it. Now his face was going to be plastered all over the tabloids as Arthur's latest liaison.
Arthur smirked as he led Merlin to his table. It was a small intimate booth for two in one of the darker corners. Arthur didn't even have to order, the staff knew exactly what he liked and they were soon being served.
Merlin had to admit the food was amazing. He'd never had anything like it before. They were all small bites of various things, each one delicious. Arthur referred to it all as something called "Tapas."
They washed it all down with a bottle of wine while being serenaded by a man playing Spanish guitar. It was all so wonderfully romantic. If it weren't for that damned contract hanging over Merlin's head, the one he had yet to sign, he might have actually fallen a bit for Arthur. Well maybe he was anyway, and that's what bothered him. How could he fall for someone who wanted to enslave him?
On the way back to Arthur's home, Arthur entwined his fingers with Merlin while they sat next to each other in the back of his limousine.
"I really enjoyed having dinner with you," Arthur said, smiling.
"Yeah," Merlin agreed. "It was nice. Now I know why you take all your dates there."
Arthur stiffened a bit at the mention of the others he'd taken there. "I didn't realize you read the tabloids," Arthur said.
"I don't, but kids at school were always talking about your latest conquest," Merlin shrugged.
"Ah, yes. I forgot you were still in school until recently," Arthur said.
"Yeah," Merlin groused. "They wouldn't even let me stay long enough to graduate. I would have too, you know. I had good grades."
"I know you did," Arthur said. "Would you like it if I could arrange for you to complete your studies and graduate?"
Merlin turned to Arthur. "You would do that? Despite everything else you want? I mean if I'm to just be your slave for the next couple of decades I wouldn't really need it."
"Doesn't matter if you need it or not," Arthur shrugged. "If it's something important to you, I can arrange it."
"Yeah, it is always something I thought I'd be able to accomplish in my life," Merlin said. "If you could do that, I'd really appreciate it."
"Then it shall be done," Arthur purred, pulling Merlin closer and drawing him into a kiss.
Once they were back at the house, Arthur took Merlin's hand again and led him back to the office where the contract was waiting. "Go ahead and review the changes. If you agree to everything, initial each page as you go and then sign it."
Merlin took a deep breath and began to review the document again. All the changes they had discussed were there. No more drinking Arthur's urine. Ever. At least once each week there would be a free period when Merlin could just be himself, and not adhere to the rules. And the contract expired the moment his mother passed away.
Merlin took time to reread the rest of the contract for any hidden 'gotchas' that he may have missed and couldn't find any. So finally, he took a deep breath and reached for the pen as he flicked his eyes up at Arthur who was looking at him expectantly.
Merlin got to work initialing each page and then paused at the last page. Here he was about to sign his entire life over to a man he barely knew. His heart was pounding and he looked at Arthur one last time before finally signing the contract.
Arthur smiled warmly at him as he came over and took the contract and signed it himself. He then placed the document into his desk, securing it with a key and then opened another drawer in his desk and took out a large, square box that looked like it was meant to hold a necklace or other jewelry.
Arthur brought it over to where Merlin sat. With the contract signed Merlin had to remind himself that the rules were once again in effect.
"Kneel, boy," Arthur said. Merlin knelt before Arthur as he had the day before. Arthur opened the box and showed Merlin what lay within. It was his new collar and it was…beautiful. It looked like it was probably gold plated steel, and he knew once it was locked in place, could not be removed without something serious like bolt cutters.
Arthur took the collar out and placed it around Merlin's neck, snapping it in place and removing the pin to permanently lock it.
"Now you belong to me," Arthur said and Merlin inclined his head, bowing before his Master.