The Object Contract_(8)

Your Request

First, some context, as a reminder for ourselves and so this all makes sense to anyone we show this contract to in the future. Your employer recently went out of business and first you had a hard time finding a new job, then you realized that after a decade on the career track you were burned out. You didn’t want to make any more decisions, you didn’t want deadlines hanging over your head, sometimes you just didn’t want to exist. As you told me, you started fantasizing about the idea that you might just sit in one place in the apartment, not moving for hours and then days, until you gradually became just another one of the objects in the room. A piece of furniture with no cares or concerns.

Of course that couldn’t quite be reality, but discussing your fantasy started us down the path to where we are now. If I am to be the sole wage earner, and if even the responsibility of keeping the apartment in shape and maintaining our social schedule is more than you can deal with, then there has to be another way for you to earn your way. After much discussion, we realized the logical solution that would serve both our needs. You will get your desire to become an object by being my sex slave. Your only obligation in life from here on is to serve me sexually by evolving yourself into a purely sexual object for my use. For my part, I agree to use you only for my sexual gratification, and not for any other purpose.

The Goal

Our mutually-agreed upon goal is for you to truly feel like an object, such that you achieve the peace of going for long periods without any thoughts or decisions. My goal is to reach the point where I am truly using you as an object for my gratification with absolutely no thought for you as a person. I know how much that possibility excites you.

The Limits

For this to work there must be as few limits as possible. Neither of us can be distracted by parsing every request and activity to see if it meets a long set of requirements. There can be no safe words, as I can’t be distracted by listening for them. You can’t be burdened by having to make a decision about whether each command is within the limits. And if I’m truly to think of you as an object, I can’t be limited in what I can do with you and to you. So like any other object I own, I can do anything to you—I can modify you in any way—that doesn’t result in dismemberment or death. Just as I might repaint my car or change the seat covers, but I would never intentionally wreck my valuable property.

Body Modification

Form should follow function. Your body should be optimized for sex and for arousing me. When I look at you I want to see obvious indications that you’ve been altered to meet my needs. What the modifications will be will no doubt evolve over time as I get more and more used to truly treating you as my property and stop seeing your humanity. To start, as a way to declare that this journey has begun, you will remove all hair from your body, making you a completely smooth, bald thing. You will maintain this hairless state and eventually we’ll do more permanent hair removal where possible.

We will find ways to maximize my control of your body and movements. Your breasts must be customized of course. As a start, I will get you large nipple rings that I can pull on to control your movements. My long-term goal is to pierce your breasts under the nipples and insert a small metal rod. Over time the size of the rod will be increased, widening the opening, until the opening is large enough that your breasts can serve as handles. That will allow me to hook your breasts with my fingers so I can pull you to your knees or lift you up. And they will give me handles to use when fucking you from behind. Not to mention just being generally useful if I want to pull you around the apartment or hang something from them.

We will experiment with tongue piercings and various forms of studs, until I find the find the combination that most enhances my pleasure when fucking your mouth and throat.

Your Brain

When you do have thoughts I want your only thoughts to be about sex and pleasing me. To assist with this, you are allowed one orgasm per month, at my discretion. The reason you get the one orgasm is so your body doesn’t forget and shut down that part of you. My intent is for your body to always be sexually hungry and through edging and denied orgasms to be continually more desperate and wanting to do ever more disgusting things for me. Ideally you will always be wet, and anytime you are not wet, your obligation is to fix that through porn and edging.

You must always watch the most extreme and disgusting porn that actually arouses you; what this is will change over time and based on how deprived and horny you are feeling, and as you are exposed to more. Whenever you find something very hot or have the impulse to orgasm, you must save that to show me what aroused you.

If, while I’m using you or while you are edging, you sense an impending orgasm, you must do whatever it takes to stop it or ruin it, but you also must not bother me about it or interfere in any way with what I’m doing to you. I recommend something like keeping a Bobby pin around that you can stab yourself with.

We will get black opaque contacts that I can insert to blind you when I wish. At times we will combine the contacts with earbuds playing loud white noise, so you can be completely disconnected and unaware of what I’m about to do to you. I suspect that a couple of days if this non-stop will truly modify your brain and help you become the object you want to be.

Your Cunt

Your cunt has proved to be problematic. You are too responsive and have a hair trigger for cumming. I appreciated your suggestion that I try to solve the problem by fucking your cunt before you get aroused, so it will be dry and painful for you. But experimentation proved that you get wet too quickly and it is just too much hassle.

So your vagina is no longer your cunt. Your mouth is now your cunt. I will not fuck your vagina and you are not allowed to touch it except using your clit for edging.

A cunt doesn’t need to breathe. A cunt takes pounding as hard and long as necessary without complaint. And I’m not talking about blow jobs, which do nothing for me. I’m talking about truly fucking your throat. When I get on top of you, I’m shoving my cock into either your ass or your throat, nothing changes about how I do the fucking. I’m not going to spend time and effort gently working into your throat, I’m just shoving it in and your throat needs to be open and ready.

The Bedroom

Our entire apartment is my domain and I may do anything to you anywhere at any time. Outside the bedroom, I may be involved in non-sexual activities and there may be need for some communication about various things that can’t be avoided. But when we’re in the bedroom, an extra set of rules apply. In the bedroom, you are truly nothing. You are not human or an adult, you are a multi-functional device for my pleasure.

You will not speak and you will suppress any sounds of pleasure, as that would distract me to thinking of you as human. You are allowed and encouraged to express sounds of pain, as that will enhance my pleasure and give me ideas of what to do more of, and more intensely. If you realize a way to make an activity more painful or uncomfortable for you without interfering with my experience, you are required to do so. For example, if I shove you to your knees and start skull-fucking you, you might realize you can adjust your position so that each thrust slams your head against the wall, which would then excite me and cause me to thrust harder.

If you realize a way I can make things more uncomfortable or painful, don’t interrupt me about it. But you must send me a text after each experience letting me know what I could have done, and what things you did. Don’t mention anything you found pleasurable as that will ruin my experience, just figure out a way to keep it from happening in the future.

I was proud recently when you came to me after my frustration at not getting as far into your throat as I needed and you said, "I think I can let you in deeper if you don’t mind me puking." Of course I didn’t mind, as I immediately proved.

Sleep

You are serving me whether awake or asleep. Given my late working schedule, I will need you frequently at any time of the night and on most nights, so do not take sleeping pills unless told to do so. You should take any chance to nap, as often you won’t get much sleep.

If it’s not necessary to do so, I will not wake you before using you. When you wake to find me using you in some way, you must immediately comply with what’s happening without interrupting me. Especially when I use you late at night, unless I indicate otherwise, I’m not interested in your participation, words, or noises. You are an object, my fleshlight, and objects don’t participate. You are not to make any voluntary sound or movement. If I need your legs spread further or your knees around your ears, I will move them. If I need you on the floor, I will grab you by the hair and pull you off the bed. If I need your mouth to go slower or faster on my cock, I will change the rate at which I’m jerking your head up and down.

Sometimes I just need a bit of momentary stimulation, so I will grab your head and jerk your mouth on my cock for a few quick strokes. Alternatively I might bend you over the bed or couch and fuck your ass for a few strokes, then go back to what I was doing. You should stay in close proximity to me at all times so I can get these bits of relief without needing to think about it.

If you wake up late at night and wish to request to be used, do not wake me. Instead, spread my cheeks and rim me. If you are in need of particularly strong usage, get your tongue inside as far as you can. Once you start this, you are required to continue until I wake up and tell you to stop, however long that takes. If you wake up before me in the morning, which is my expectation, then gently put my cock in your mouth and wait for me to wake up.

Clothing

While it may seem natural that you be be nude at all times in the apartment, I find that constant nudity becomes invisible and not erotic. So while you of course won’t wear bras or panties, you will wear clothing that is designed to arouse me and remind me of your purpose as a sex object. Such as a half t-shirt that doesn’t fully cover your breasts and a skirt that teases me by being just long enough so I don’t see your cunt or ass unless you bend over. For variety, you should also have outfits that fully cover you except for your sexual components; I find it erotic to have a fully clothed doll that I can bend over and fuck without hassle.

Once I’ve installed body modifications on you, such as the breast handles, any clothing should highlight those and give me access.

As you are now an object in my apartment, and given your desire to avoid human contact as much as possible, you’ll rarely go outside. For those occasions, you should have some outfits that remind both of us of your sexual function while being appropriate for society.

It Begins

You have asked me to treat you as an object in whatever way I wish, which is not something I’d have thought of. Given your desire, I’ve set aside any inhibitions I might have and this document is the result. Our new lifestyle begins as soon as you sign the document. We’ll review the situation every three months and make changes as necessary.

I love you, and because I love you I will strive to give you what you want.

I will work to forget your humanity and turn you into the object you wish to be.

Sign here.

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