02-22-2017, 06:33 AM
Edmond was oblivious to all the stories behind Mounee. Had he known about it, it would be predictably violent on how he would be treating Alec who had not only hurt his sub's body, but also his feelings for betraying their friendship and trust. He swallowed the mouthful of delicious food in his mouth, wiped his mouth clean elegantly with the napkin, before turning to face Mounee directly. This is hte attitude he found sutiable facing his submissive, who's looking upon him for guidance, love and dependecne. He took the belt solemnly from Mounee's outstretched hand, and tugged it slightly so Mounee would be leaning forward, and pressed his head down on his knee. He pressed a hand on his head and declared in a low voice, showing his seriousness. "I hereby accept your surrender, and will set you free as of this moment. You will be my submissive, my mate, the mother of my children and my lifelong partner. I am honored to be your dominant, and I would uphold the rights and responsibilities as yoru dom." He concealed the vow with a gently kiss on Mounee's full lips, tilting Mounee's face up. He gave him a kiss that's platonic and extremely loving, pressing and passing his gratitude and appreciation towards the most perfect sub he had ever seen, and for him to be giving his utter loyalty to him.
The kiss went on, like a chop on the document finalizing their life-long contract. He cupped Mounee's face with both his hand, and then it was his time to feed his sub. "That's some delicious food you make.... tell me, Mounee, for I would only ask once. Do you enjoy your job in the restaurant. I know this is the reason why you are coming here, and you got the talent, and I respected that and understand your want to furhter develop your talent. Tell me.... Do you want to continue working in the restaurant." Edmond was not a tyrant, he had his leniancy on his sub's life. He could allow for them to work, since Mounee would be working in his own restaurant, he could make sure of his availalbility from work when he needed him and, of coruse, when he was confirmed to be pregnant. He caressed his face softly, offering Mounee a choice, perhaps his only opportunity to make a decision for himself from now on. He didn't want a puppet, and if Mounee would want to have a job for himself, he could allow for that. He would be just as happy to keep Mounee around in the house, being his personal chef.
The kiss went on, like a chop on the document finalizing their life-long contract. He cupped Mounee's face with both his hand, and then it was his time to feed his sub. "That's some delicious food you make.... tell me, Mounee, for I would only ask once. Do you enjoy your job in the restaurant. I know this is the reason why you are coming here, and you got the talent, and I respected that and understand your want to furhter develop your talent. Tell me.... Do you want to continue working in the restaurant." Edmond was not a tyrant, he had his leniancy on his sub's life. He could allow for them to work, since Mounee would be working in his own restaurant, he could make sure of his availalbility from work when he needed him and, of coruse, when he was confirmed to be pregnant. He caressed his face softly, offering Mounee a choice, perhaps his only opportunity to make a decision for himself from now on. He didn't want a puppet, and if Mounee would want to have a job for himself, he could allow for that. He would be just as happy to keep Mounee around in the house, being his personal chef.