Hunter's POV
I followed Kyle around his ginormous house into an office like room. He sat beind a big wooden desk and I sat in the chair in front of it. He shuffled through the desk before finding the paper he needed. He handed me a pen as he slid the paper across the desk.
It read,
I, Hunter Matthews, agree to being the child/baby of Kyle Hawthorne. In addition, I agree to follow the rules below.
Please mark the rules with an X that you are comfortable with.
Being carried X
Being fed X
Being clothed X
Being helped with baths X
Acting like this in public X
Receiving punishments (sexual and non-sexual) X
Being babysat X
Being spanked X
Playing with non-sexual toys X
Playing with sexual toys X
No touching yourself without Daddy's approval X
What ever Daddy says, goes X
No cheating X
No driving unless an emergency where Daddy can not X
No swearing X
No drugs and or alcohol X
Sitting in the backseat in a booster seat X
Receiving punishments from other people
Names I will call you:
Baby boy
Sweetie
Honey
Princess
Love
Sweetheart
Hunter
Names you may call me:
Daddy
Kyle (If told to)
Please sign your name below
Hunter Matthews
I slid the contract back to Kyle, rubbing my legs together nervously. I heard him stand up and pull me up as he came around the desk, hugging me tight. I blushed and hugged him back smiling big. "You'll be staying with me and will obviously be quitting your job. We'll get your stuff from your apartment tomorrow." He says and I nod fast, too happy to speak.