“I am not in agreement to any of this.”
“I couldn’t care less. It isn’t about what you want anymore Amanda. It is about what I permit you to have. The first thing that you need to do is get on the phone and let your clients know that you have moved and you have a new number.”
“I hate you!”
“So soon in the game Amanda, I’m just getting started.”
The rest of the afternoon was spent on the phone with clients informing them that my location had been changed.
By the time that lunch rolled around, I was ready for a break. I reached around grabbing my purse and my new Boss informed me that I would be accompanying him to lunch. I was only into half of my work day and I already hated my job.
Amanda
I sat across the table eyeing James and trying to work an angle on getting out of his office. “I’m concerned about what people are going to think about me being in your office. I don’t want people thinking that I am sleeping with the boss.”
“Why not, you’re my slut?”
“Excuse me,” I shrieked.
“You heard me, you are my slut.”
I leaned over towards him and said “whoops,” as I purposely knocked over the large glass of water seated in front of him.
I calmly got up and made my way over to the waitress. “My boss spilled his water, would you mind helping him? Oh, and he will be picking up the check.”
I made my way out to get a cab.
The cabbie pulled up and out of nowhere James appeared beside me grabbed my arm, “The lady has a ride.”
He threw a fifty dollar bill at the cabbie, “That should cover it.”
“Thank you, Sir.”
I sat in the car with my arms folded and glaring ahead until he pulled in front of his condo.
“What are we doing here?”
“Well Amanda, I can’t very well go back to work like this. We wouldn’t want people to know about our little lover’s spat now would we?”
“Fine, I will wait here in the car.”
James breathed in deeply to try and ward off some of the stress that he was feeling. “You are trying my patience, Amanda.”
I got out of the car and ignoring any reserve that I had about going into this man’s home.
He spoke to the doorman and we made our way up to his penthouse in silence.
James
As soon as she crossed my threshold I pinned her to the wall.
“That nasty little temper of yours has gotten you into trouble little girl. Normally I like to wine and dine a lady before I fuck her, but you are not a lady. Remember what I said about angry sex, well you have pushed all of my buttons.”
I dragged her into my bedroom and tossed her onto my bed, “Don’t you dare move!”
I restrained her with long scarves that I had previously tied to the four poster bed knowing that I would be bringing her here.
“What are you going to do to me?”
“I’m going to train you like you are my slave, discipline you like you are my child and fuck you like you are my dirty little whore. Now let’s see what you are hiding beneath that business attire.”
“Oh you are beautiful,” I could literally feel my breath hitch somewhere deep in my chest as I undressed her. She was stunning. I place my mouth over a nipple and alternated suctioning and flicking my tongue over it. I could feel her already beginning a dance with the restraints as little mews escaped her lips. I began to lick and lightly chew my way down her abdomen and scooted her skirt up revealing the black g-string that she wore. I twisted it in my hands removing it.
“So wet, Amanda. I grabbed a fistful of hair and forced her to look at me as I slowly began running my finger up and down her slit.
“How many times have you thought about me roughly taking you? I see it in your eyes, the curiosity to try dangerous and forbidden things.”
I brought her right to the edge and stopped.
I stood and talked as I removed my clothing, “You need to be taken. You’re the type of woman that runs a man over because she chooses weak men. But this time Amanda, you won’t be telling me what to do.
Are you seeing anyone? If you are break up with them, I don’t play well with others.” I untied her and wiggled her out of her clothes. She was excited enough now that she wouldn’t be going anywhere. I flipped her over on all fours palming her between her shoulders and forcing her upper body down. I leaned down and begin whispering threats in her ear as I literally lay on top of her outstretched body.
“Are you ready to get used, fucked like my little toy? Amanda, you better not and I mean that you better not cum without my permission. I viciously grabbed her hair raising her up onto all fours and hissed, “I will hurt you like you have never been hurt if you do.”
I used her hair as a type of rein and began slowly pushing into her and as soon as she pushed back towards me I pulled out.
Over and over I did that until she was desperate to be filled.
“I will respect you outside of this bedroom Amanda, but inside of it I’m going to use you like you are my slut. Beg me to fuck you Amanda, beg me to use you.”
Amanda
The man was making me crazy. I was so wet I could literally feel fluid seeping down my inner thigh. I knew what he wanted; he wanted me to pay for stealing from him. He wanted to humiliate me for trying to use him for money. I knew that I would hate myself for begging him but I couldn’t help it. I felt like I was going to go crazy if I didn’t get some kind of release. I could imagine him leaving me tied in this bed seething in my own juices if I didn’t give him what he wanted.
“Please James, I’m begging you.”
“Not descriptive enough, Amanda.”
“What do you want from me?” I screamed out.
“I want you to tell me that you want my stiff cock in your hot, wet, juicy cunt.”
At this point I didn’t care how embarrassing that it was, I screamed out, “I want your stiff cock in my hot, wet, juicy cunt.”
“Well, well, Amanda, I aim to please.”
He twisted the handful of hair that he held and slammed into me, causing a cross between pain and pleasure.
“Please let me cum. Please let me cum, pleeeeeeeeeeeze!”
I barely whispered cum, as I pounded in and out of her and her whole body convulsed around me, milking me; literally draining me.
Oh yes, breaking Amanda was going to be fun.
Chapter Three
Cindy
If Cindy was anything she was the queen bee of the inner office area and there was nothing that she enjoyed more than stirring shit up.
“Well, it looks like little Miss Amanda used more than her credentials to get this job. They were gone after lunch yesterday and never came back. I bet Clarissa doesn’t know that this is going on, but I can assure you that she will before the day is over.”
Cindy sat on the other side of the table eying Clarissa. Why James would want another woman was beyond her. Clarissa was stunning in her own right. She had coal black shoulder length hair that fell against porcelain skin. Her eyes were blue and her style was impeccable. She had money, all the right friends, and any man that she wanted.
Needless to say she wanted the one man that she couldn’t have; James. After six months of doing her best to wear him down she had managed to sleep with him, but sleeping with James and having James were two different things. Deep in her heart she knew that James didn’t care about her, but Clarissa wasn’t about to let a small detail like that get in her way.
Clarissa looked up at Cindy allowing her words to pull her out of her day dream state of boredom. She would never be caught dead with someone of such low social standing but getting the down low on James was worth it.
“I don’t like her Clarissa. She appeared out of nowhere and now she is in the boss’s office, it just doesn’t make any sense.
Thirty more minutes of listening to Cindy was all that Clarissa could bear and the girls exited the private club ag
reeing to stay in touch.
Cindy was elated. In her mind she was now rubbing elbows with the ‘Who’s who’ in Louisville social circles. Clarissa knew everybody, right down to the Hollywood stars who frequented the Ky. Derby yearly. Yes, this was just what she needed to move her up socially. She would be keeping an eye on Amanda, because Amanda was her ticket to fame.
James
James sat on his couch with his long legs crossed nursing bourbon, as he ran his finger up and down the condensation that had formed on it.
Dark thoughts and images filled his mind. He began to think of all the ways that he could torment Amanda. Visions of Amanda chained in a warehouse and at his mercy, caged in his basement, tied up and tormented for his pleasure, blackmailed and manipulated for his entertainment, his cock hardened as he thought of all the things that he was going to do to Amanda.
There was no doubt about it; James had a very dark sexual appetite. To put it bluntly he had a taste for abduction, stalking, and taking a woman by force. Though he would never do those things to somebody; he would do those things with somebody. Now he finally had somebody to do all of the dark deviant sexual things that he craved with. Finally, finally, finally.
Amanda
Amanda knew enough to know that James had a dangerous streak. There was undercurrent of darkness that she could sense. James scared Amanda, he struck her as the type that did not make threats, she knew that he said what he meant and he meant what he said. What she couldn’t understand was why it turned her on. The fear and anticipation that he brought to the table excited her. She almost found herself at times wanting to purposely antagonize him. Amanda was getting ready to find out that James was capable of much more than she ever could have anticipated.
James
James stood at Amanda’s bedside watching her chest rise and fall with each breath. His gloved hand reached out covering her mouth and pinching of her nose at the same time. She was awake within moments kicking and attempting to scream.
“Be quiet and I will remove my hand.”
All that she could do was shake her head up and down.
He looked down and felt his cock harden as he witnessed the sheer terror in her eyes.
He viciously grabbed a handful of her hair and spit hissed right in her face, “Do you think that you can steal from me and not be punished for it?”
Tears streamed down her face as she began apologizing.
“Shut up Amanda, I don’t want to hear it. Take my cock out of my pants. Do you see how hard that my cock is from breaking into your house in order to interrogate you? I’m a sexual deviant who won’t break the law. You young lady are my new toy that I get to unleash all of my darkness on. Do you understand that your ass is mine?”
Once again he watched as she shook her head up and down to signify yes.
He reached into his pocket and removed a knife and slowly began cutting from the top of her T-shirt down until it folded open inviting his torment.
He sliced through her panties and removed one glove with his teeth never removing his eyes from her. He swiped his finger over her slit and chuckled, “Does fear excite you, Amanda. That is a rhetorical question; so don’t dare speak to me right now. He took the knife placing it to her throat.
“Touch yourself Amanda, spread your legs and bend your knees, I want to see you playing with yourself. Slide your finger in. That’s it, don’t you dare shut your eyes. I want to witness all of your embarrassment and humiliation. You little thief, spread those lips open and let me see. Do it Amanda! You have a very dirty side to you Amanda and I plan on tapping into it.”
James tossed the knife to the side nightstand and removed his clothing.
When her knees began to close he pinched her inner thigh. “I want to see,” he growled. “You had better make yourself cum.”
He lodged two fingers into her opening as she manipulated her clit and she lost it.
He couldn’t wait any longer, the need that this girl sparked in him was un-matched.
He folded her legs back plunging into her as he whispered threats into her ear.
“One of these days you may find yourself chained in a warehouse and fucked mercilessly until your knees are scraped up and bleeding. I will break into your house, kidnap you, fuck you, use you and take you, but I will never allow anything detrimental to happen to you. You are mine to take all of my deviant sexual behavior out on and I will protect you with my life. Are you fucking anybody else?”
I stabbed my cock into her causing her to scream out, “Noooooooo.”
“That is real good Amanda because if I find you with another man, I will fuck your world up! You belong to me now and you would do very well to remember that.”
Amanda
He left after he broke into my house and took me. I have never been more sexually satisfied, or turned on.
James un-leashed something in me that night, a dark side that I never knew that I had; he tapped into a part of me that I didn’t know existed and I would find myself craving his sexual deviant behavior.
He had not been able to find the right woman because he had this ‘thing’ in him, this dark, deviant, monster that wanted to do unspeakable things to a victim. He wouldn’t act on it until he found a woman who enjoyed it, a woman that was as turned on by being taken as he was; by taking her, that woman was me.
Chapter Four
Clarissa
Clarissa stormed James’s office with Cindy hot on her heels.
“I tried to stop her, Sir.”
“Oh shut up Cindy, you are the one that called me and told me about his new little fuck fest!”
She viciously swung around eyeing Amanda.
“Do you always make a habit of sleeping with other women’s men?”
“Clarissa! Get out of my office. We are done; it was a one stand sweetie. I’m sure that you will be able to secure another suit to move you up the social ladder, but it isn’t me. If you ever barge in my office again, I will call the law and have you locked up!”
Clarissa turned to leave but before she did she hissed in Amanda’s direction, “He will do the same thing to you, he is a player, always has been; always will be.”
Amanda chuckled as Clarissa left which only added to Clarissa’s fury.
James
I quietly locked the door and made my way behind Amanda’s office chair.
“Don’t start James.”
I ignored her and spoke, “Do you think that is funny? What I find amusing is that you are just as twisted as I am sexually. I have all kinds of things planned for you Amanda. Things like abducting your ass and throwing you in the trunk of my car, only to take you out to a secluded spot and fuck you senseless. Chaining your ass nude in my basement for days on end and only coming down to take that sweet little cunt of yours when the notion strikes me.
How many times have you had to push the humiliation of knowing that you are as deviant as I am out of your head? How confusing is it to a lily white professional such as yourself to know that you like being taken by a monster like me?
Your fear makes my cock hard and your tears and humiliation excite me, your begging and pleading turns me on. Knowing that I have you by the throat financially is an aphrodisiac to a man like me. Knowing that I blackmailed you into a relationship with me and there isn’t a damn thing that you can do to get out of it, thrills me. Do you still think that it’s funny?”
I jerked her head back by the twisted handful of hair that I held and slipped my hand down her silk blouse. My face was buried in her hair and I clamped my teeth down on her earlobe at the same time that I gently ran a nipple through two fingers.
“Please James, I’m sorry. I wasn’t laughing at you.”
“Liar! Get those fucking underwear pulled off.”
I watched as she pulled the g-string down to her ankles.
“Off!” I clamped on her ear again and I could see a tear rolling down her cheek.
“Did you enjoy finger fucking yourself in front of your abducto
r last night?”
I rubbed me face in her hair, “Oh such a good girl, now spread your legs open and push that finger into that bald little pussy of yours. If I find out that you are touching yourself without my permission I’m going to hurt you.”
I spit on two fingers and rolled her nipple between them. You like the things that I do to you don’t you, Amanda? I have so many things planned for you.”
I yanked her hair, “Stop!”
My cock jumped when she whined. “I control your orgasms now you little thief. Don’t you dare let me catch you stealing them from me either. You don’t know what pain is until you cross me. No you be a good little girl and leave those panties off.”
Amanda
Throughout the day he would make me turn my chair in his direction and spread my legs open. Sometimes he would make me touch myself as he watched.
He stared at me constantly, stalking my every move and action. He would threaten me telling me if I went out with another man that he would make me suffer for it. He taunted me telling me that he spent time thinking of all the ways that he was going to defile me and use me for his pleasure. He would threaten to prosecute me for the money that I had stolen from him if I didn’t succeed in pleasing him.
The more that he threatened, the wetter I became. I was just as twisted as my blackmailer was. I enjoyed the vile things that he did to me. Day by day he was accomplishing exactly what he wanted to; he was creating a craving in me for the debauchery that he served up to me on a daily basis. And so was our twisted game; each of us feeding on what the other provided. James feeding off of having me at his mercy and me feeding off of being under his control.
Clarissa
Clarissa made her way out to her car from the nail salon. She heard a stirring behind her and turned to view what appeared to be a homeless man.
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