Office Intrigue

by Nicole Edwards

  I nodded. “Yes, Mr. Parker.”

  His eyes flashed with yearning.

  A second later, he was pushing the dildo inside me. It was a gentle thrust and retreat. He fucked me slowly, teasing me as he inserted it. The silicone toy was quite thick, requiring my muscles to loosen as it inched deeper. My pussy clamped around the intrusion, but I forced myself to relax, to enjoy what he was doing.

  Mr. Daniels continued with his spiel. “Normally, when I restrain a submissive, I keep her body taut, but in this instance, the swing is going to be her support so there is no need. You have the ability to move her, shifting her forward and back. We’ve purposely attached the dildo so that you can use the swing’s momentum to intensify her pleasure. However, the toy is removable for cleaning. And I’m working on additional attachments to enhance her pleasure. Aside from the added toy, it does function pretty much as a regular sex swing would.”

  Mr. Daniels demonstrated this by grabbing the straps above my head and lifting the swing, which brought me to my tiptoes, then allowing it to drop. The sudden momentum caused the strap between my legs to tighten, allowing the dildo to push impossibly deeper, making me cry out as it filled me.

  “Color, Luci?” Master called out.

  “Green,” I said instantly. The toy wasn’t painful, not by a long shot.

  “Continue,” Master instructed.

  Mr. Daniels took a step back. “Should you choose to offer her up to another, you can also adjust the swing by shifting the arm restraints and using this strap.” He did something that repositioned me so that I was leaning forward, my hands and forearms pulled slightly behind my head while my elbows rested on another strap, which kept my shoulders from bending at an awkward angle. It was different, but not an uncomfortable position. “You can also use the chest strap if you’d prefer not to restrain her arms. It all depends on which position you choose and how creative you want to get. As always, it’s about safety and pleasure, not discomfort.”

  When he adjusted the other strap, I was suspended in the air, my face forward, ass out, with the dildo still penetrating my pussy. I could almost imagine myself using this contraption alone to bring myself pleasure. If my feet were touching the floor, I’d have the ability to rock on the dildo.

  “In this position, you have free reign of her mouth and her ass. If she were on her back with the dildo in her ass, her pussy would be available to you. Now we shall enjoy the show.”

  In my peripheral vision, I noticed Landon move around to my left, while Ben moved to my right. I couldn’t see Mr. Daniels or Master, but I knew they were behind me.

  Unmoving, I watched as Justin unbuckled his belt, then freed his cock. He was already hard as he caressed my lips with the swollen head.

  “Suck,” he instructed, his tone gentle.

  I opened my mouth and took him inside. I couldn’t move, not even my head, which allowed him to fuck my mouth as he saw fit. For several minutes, he played with me, pulling me forward so that his cock pushed deep into my throat, then shifting me back. It was an interesting sensation, to say the least.

  I felt warm hands on my ass. Justin was obstructing my view of the mirror, so I wasn’t sure if they were Master’s or Mr. Daniels’s. I could only assume they were Master’s since he said they would not be allowing Mr. Daniels to touch me.

  While Justin continued to fuck my mouth slow and deep, something cool slid down the crack of my ass and then a thick finger slid inside, teasing me. I was then impaled back and forth. Justin’s cock in my mouth, the dildo in my pussy, and the finger in my ass.

  I was surprised by how erotic it was.

  “Our pet has a very tight ass,” Master noted, confirming that he was the one fucking my ass with his finger. “So fucking tight.”

  He inserted another and I moaned around Justin’s cock. They continued to use me, filling all of my holes for several minutes.

  And then it all stopped and I was repositioned so that my feet were once again touching the floor and my arms were directly above my head. My breaths were rapid as my arousal intensified. I didn’t want them to stop. I could see the men behind me in the mirror and I met Master’s heated gaze. He seemed to be enjoying the show.

  I was so caught up in looking at him that it shocked me when Justin’s cock breached my asshole. The discomfort was significant initially, stealing my breath as his cock filled me. With the dildo inside, it was an overwhelming feeling. Although Master and Landon had fucked me like this before, it had been a while.

  “Fuck, she’s tight,” Justin groaned. “I like the dildo, for sure. I also like that I can move her. I have a swing at home that I’ve utilized before. I think I like this one better.”

  Although he sounded clinical in his assessment, there was nothing dispassionate about the way Justin was fucking my ass. The dildo was stuffed inside me, and the angle caused my clit to be pressed against the leather strap between my legs. His hands curled around my thighs and he tilted me so that my feet came off the ground. In that position, he pulled me onto him over and over, fucking me deeper than before.

  I moaned, not caring how I sounded. It felt so good I didn’t really care.

  “There’s one more thing I meant to show you,” Mr. Daniels said.

  The dildo came to life, vibrating inside me.

  “Oh, God!” I screamed, the sensation shooting me right to the precipice of a climax that would likely kill me. It was that intense. Up until that point, I hadn’t thought about climaxing, but the strength of it launched me straight to the edge.

  “You may come, pet,” Master growled roughly.

  I did.

  I came with a scream that I was sure could be heard throughout the building. Seconds later, Justin’s hips stopped and I felt him coming in my ass.

  “I have to say, Mr. Moore, she’s definitely a treat,” Mr. Daniels said.

  “She certainly is,” Master agreed.

  The vibration finally shut off and I was still gasping for breath when Justin pulled out. I couldn’t move, still restrained.

  “While it’s my responsibility to handle your aftercare,” Justin whispered softly, “I need to meet with my client. Is that okay with you?”

  I nodded, meeting his eyes in the mirror. It took effort to hold up my head. Every muscle in my body was lax from the mind-blowing climax.

  “Landon, would you please take care of our pet?” Master asked.

  Their pet.

  Not his.

  That distinction was not at all what I had expected to hear, much less dwell on. It made me feel slighted, as though Master wasn’t willing to call me his own.

  I didn’t like that, but I lost track of that thought when Landon wrapped me in his arms and whispered, “It would be my pleasure.”

  My disappointment instantly faded as I realized one thing. If Master claimed me as his own, I wouldn’t have Landon.

  And if I was being completely honest with myself, I wasn’t willing to give him up. Not even for Master.

  Thirty-Nine

  LANDON WAS THE ONE WHO removed the restraints and unhooked me from the swing. My legs were weak, but it didn’t matter because Landon easily lifted me into his arms, then carried me out of the room, down the hall, and into his office through the back door.

  “Why are there two doors to every office?” I asked because it seemed the appropriate time.

  He paused momentarily, then glanced back at the door. He smiled, then turned his attention back to me. “Because we had it reconfigured when we took over this floor. There used to be eight offices here. We only wanted four but we figured it would be a good idea to keep the doors.”

  “So you could sneak out?” I teased.

  “Actually…there have been a couple of secretaries who wanted to know every move we made, so yes. They’ve been used to sneak out a time or two. Although we haven’t felt the need to do that to you. Not yet, anyway.”

  I chuckled, then leaned against his chest.

  Landon didn’t put me down until we w
ere in the large shower in his bathroom. After helping me to steady myself, he turned on the water, then stripped us both. He even secured my hair, fixing the few pieces that had fallen out during the demonstration.

  He seemed to be taking extra special care of me, which was endearing.

  “Did you enjoy the demonstration?” Landon asked as he led me beneath the warmth of the spray. He was careful not to get my hair or my face wet.

  “Yes. I did. It was an interesting device.”

  He grunted, his eyes lifting to my face but then quickly looking away. “You were beautiful.”

  “Thank you.”

  His cock was rock hard as he lathered me with soap, cleaning me from neck to toes. The sensation of his hands roaming over me had my body humming, my arousal returning. I enjoyed the way he touched me, how soothing he was.

  “May I ask a question, Mr. Moore?”

  Landon’s smile appeared forced, but he answered easily. “For now, just call me Landon. And yes, you may ask.”

  “Are you active in the BDSM lifestyle?” I knew that Master had said he was, but I was hoping to get a little more insight into Landon. I wanted to know him, to understand him, not to have that information relayed to me. With the way things were changing, I wasn’t sure if that was something I’d be afforded in the future and the thought upset me.

  Although he’d taken me to dinner, I’d been so caught up in the spontaneity of it I hadn’t asked many personal questions, and every minute since, I’d wished that I had.

  His eyes lifted to meet mine. “I am.”

  “Do you have a submissive?”

  His smile turned sad. “I do not.”

  “Are you looking for one?”

  “You mean besides you?”

  I liked that he referred to me as his. “Yes.”

  “No, I’m not looking for another.”

  I remained quiet for a moment while he rinsed the soap from my skin.

  “May I ask another question?”

  He smiled, then nodded.

  I glanced down the length of his body, then up to his face. “May I return the favor?”

  His eyes flashed with heat. “I’d like that.”

  He replaced the sprayer and pointed it downward while I grabbed the bottle of body wash. I used it generously, lathering him up, starting at his neck. His shoulders were huge, his muscles deliciously defined. I worked my way down each arm, then over his torso. I briefly stroked his erection with my soapy hands as I went to my knees before venturing lower. Working my way up from his feet, I waited as the water cascaded over his body, rinsing the soap away.

  “May I?” I asked, meeting his eyes as I fisted his cock, eager to take him in my mouth.

  He was staring down at me, an intensity there I hadn’t seen before. When he shook his head, disappointment flooded me. I felt the strange urge to cry. I fought it back.

  Landon cupped my face, tilting my head back as he peered down at me. “Although I thoroughly enjoy your mouth, I’d much rather be inside you, sweet girl. Let me slide my cock into your body and fuck your tight little pussy.”

  My brain was screaming, Yes, please! but I controlled my emotions and softly responded with “I would like that” as I got to my feet.

  He pressed my back against the tiled wall, his mouth crushing down on mine. I whimpered at his rough touch, enjoying it immensely. Without preamble, Landon lifted my left leg up against his hip as he easily guided his cock inside me. He rammed his hips forward, impaling me.

  “Fuck…” He hissed as his hips punched forward. “Luci…damn, baby.”

  “Oh, God!” I cried out, overwhelmed by the instant sensation of being filled by him. His cock was long and thick, extremely generous in size. It reminded me of when he had fucked my ass. Losing my anal virginity had been overwhelming but not unpleasant.

  “Fuck, you feel so good. So fucking good,” he growled against my neck. “Squeeze my cock, sweet girl.”

  I tightened my inner muscles around his cock as he pulled back, then impaled me again. He slammed into me hard, over and over again, taking his pleasure from my body.

  “I’ve wanted to fuck you just like this…just me and you.” He pressed against me, our bodies practically one. “I wanted to be the one fucking your ass,” he mumbled. “Only me.”

  My eyes watered, tears damn near falling, but I held on to them as tightly as I was holding on to him.

  “Fuck, baby. You’re so tight.”

  My inner muscles clamped down on him.

  “Aww, baby. Just. Like. That.” His hips punched forward with every word.

  I moaned as he pinched my nipple roughly. He wasn’t gentle, but I loved what he was doing to me.

  “That night, when I took you to dinner…I wanted to do this right there in the hallway, with that guy listenin’ in. I wanted to make you scream my name so the entire fucking building knew who was fucking you.”

  My breaths slammed in and out of my lungs as he spoke. I remembered that night so well. I’d wanted the same thing.

  “Keep your leg up,” he insisted, his hand dropping from under my knee.

  I remained like that, my back against the wall as I kept my left leg raised, opening myself to him.

  Landon gripped my right hip, his fingers digging into my flesh as his other hand curled under my leg, squeezing my ass. He bent his knees and changed the angle of his hips, then slammed into me again, his cock bottoming out. He fucked me roughly, our combined groans echoing off the tile.

  My body burned brighter and hotter until I felt my impending orgasm. “I’m gonna come… Please let me come, sir.”

  “Fuck, yes,” he growled. “Come all over my dick, sweet girl.”

  I shattered, my body reeling, my knees nearly giving out.

  Landon held me there, thrusting several more times before he groaned loudly, his hips banging into mine one last time. He came, his cock pulsing inside me as I melted against the wall.

  That was the first time Landon had fucked me while we were alone.

  The first time he’d been completely in charge.

  When I looked up, I noticed Master standing in the doorway, watching us. I couldn’t read his expression and I suddenly wondered if I’d ever get this opportunity again.

  The thought of never being with Landon again was not something I even wanted to consider. As far as I was concerned, letting him go would never be an option.

  Forty

  BOSS MEETING

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  Landon

  “THIS BETTER BE GOOD,” I informed my twin when I walked into his office at four o’clock on the dot. I wasn’t happy that he’d called another meeting after the way things had been going for the past couple of days.

  Langston didn’t bother to answer because Justin and Ben joined us right then.

  “What’s up?” Justin asked as he took a seat on the opposite couch, unbuttoning his suit jacket. He was clearly getting ready to head out for the day.

  “I’ve invited Luci to my apartment tonight to go over her limits list.”

  My eyes widened as I glanced over at my brother. “What?”

  Langston frowned. “You heard me. I want to go over her limits. I think it’s time we move this in the direction we all intended it to go.”

  “So, it’s official?” Justin asked, obviously needing the same clarification I did. “We’re training her to be our submissive?”

  “Yes,” Langston stated flatly.

  That was interesting for two reasons. One, we’d never introduced one of our secretaries to that world. Then again, we’d never interacted with one of our secretaries the way we had with Luci. The four of us were much closer to Luci than I think even we had anticipated.

  “And why are you the one going over the list with her?” Ben asked, his eyes locked on my brother.

  “Because I’m the one who’s talked to her about it.” Langston glanced at me, then Justin. “If one of you would prefer to do it, feel
free. But it needs to be done now.”

  “Why the rush?” I needed to understand why he was pushing the time table up. We’d all agreed that we would take this slow. Two months, in my opinion, wasn’t slow.

  “She’s interested and eager to learn. By introducing her to the list, she’ll have to start thinking about other things, more intimate things.”

  “I don’t have a problem with it,” Justin stated. “I agree, on that count. She does need to understand that we’ll be introducing her to things she’s never heard of before.”

  I still didn’t understand the rush. “Why tonight?”

  “Because she experimented with the demonstration. I’m sure she has questions.”

  “You think you’re the best one to give her answers?” My brother was a lot of things, but a teacher he was not.

  Then again, I wasn’t being completely fair to him. He was a Dom. And that was one position he took very seriously. I knew he wouldn’t steer Luci the wrong way.

  “You can join us if you’d like,” he offered.

  I shook my head. “Can’t. I have plans.”

  It was a lie. I didn’t have plans, but I certainly needed to put some distance between me and Luci. After what had transpired between us in my office bathroom a short while ago, I knew I needed to get my head on straight. I wanted more from that girl than she could even fathom at this point.

  Unfortunately, I knew my brother wasn’t on the same page as I was. He wanted Luci, of that I was certain. But he wasn’t ready to make the type of commitment that I wanted. And since we’d always known that we would have one submissive between us, I had to give him time to come around to the idea. The idea being Luci was the one.

  I knew it.

  I think she knew it.

  Now, we simply had to wait for Langston to get on board.

  Which could possibly take far longer than I cared for.

  “Once she’s filled it out, I’d like a copy,” Justin said, leaning forward as though getting ready to stand. “I’m not completely on board with the way you’re handling things here. I thought you should know that now. However, I’m capable of backing off to see how things play out.”