From Kinky to Slave Chapter 24: Contract

We had slept together another night, Mike and I. I had my head resting on Mike's torso. At a moment of not knowing what to do or what to say, waiting for the Master to open the dark room, Mike mentioned something that surprised me a lot.

"Ugh, I just realized that today marks one year since I signed the contract with my Master," he said.

"A year? The contract? What contract?" I asked, sitting up surprised.

"My Sir and I have a written contract, a kind of formalization of our relationship," Mike replied.

"And how is it that my Master hasn't had me sign one too?" I asked, trying to find out if Mike might know the answer.

"That's something you'll have to ask him, Esteban. I can speculate, but I won't tell you the reason why he hasn't done it," Mike said.

"Do you think he'll tell me? What if he's still waiting a bit longer to have me sign it?" I asked.

"Don't think about those things and let things flow. It's okay to ask him your concerns, but don't give them too much importance or obsess over them," Mike advised.

"I'll ask him at breakfast," I said.

"Do you want you and I to sign a contract?" Mike asked.

"You and I? What kind of contract could we sign?" I asked, getting anxious and expectant.

"This," Mike said, kissing me.

"I like you because you always find the right words to say to me, to calm me down, and to know what to do at all times. That soothes me," I said.

I saw Mike do something he had never done before. He couldn't eat my cock, but he could nibble on my nipples, which he did, and it made me realize that it excited me to the maximum.

"Mike, please stop. Mike!" I said, almost shouting with excitement.

"Ah, I've found your weak spot, huh?" Mike said sensually.

My cock was super hard, so hard that I felt a bit of pain from seeing it so erect.

"Ah!" I exclaimed.

Mike couldn't help but laugh at the predicament I was in, and he was making me feel things I never thought I'd feel for a guy. I also thought about how my Master would react to these feelings with Mike. It was then that I thought about talking to my Master, at some point during the day when we were alone.

Breakfast passed in silence, with barely any conversation. My Master took advantage of the moment to check some work-related things, and I felt a kick from Mike on my foot, like a signal. My Master noticed that something was going on.

"What are you two plotting? Are you going to tell me, or do I have to punish you both?" my Master asked.

"Yes, Sir," Mike and I said in unison.

"Speak up, Esteban," my Master said.

"May I ask you something?" I asked.

"You can. Answer me," my Master replied.

"Well, earlier, before you opened the dark room, Mike told me something that surprised me a lot," I said.

"What surprised you?" my Master asked.

"He told me tha...