“James, if he ever caught wind of what you were doing to his little girl; he would shoot your ass. I’m sure that blackmail and abduction was not the future that he envisioned for his sweet little daughter. Whether you believe it or not, I was innocent before you.”
“How intriguing Amanda, an innocent thief.”
‘Ok then, I’ll re-word it, I was sexually untainted.”
“Yeah little girl, well, you are soiled now and you will never be able to wash my stench from your hot little body. I am just getting started. I have all kinds of defilement planned for you.”
“I’m sure that you do.”
I watched as his stature unfolded into a standing position.
Here we go…
“James, don’t even start.”
He stood behind my chair and encircled my throat with his large manicured hand.
“I…..Am……..Going….With……You….” He drew his words out as if threatening me. Hell, he was threatening me.
“If I get to lunch and find out that it isn’t Daddy dearest that you are dining with; I have a cane with your name on it when we get home.”
“Oh great James, now your threatening me with a senior citizen’s cane? You are warped.”
“It isn’t that kind of cane Amanda, it’s a switch and I am not warped; I’m twisted. Get it straight girl. Your cunt sloshes for my depravity and you know it. Come here and let suck that lipstick off of your face.”
Before I could stop him his tongue was in my mouth and I was responding. I looked up to see the secretaries watching. James smugly eyed me and I instantly knew that he was staking his claim.
“Fine, go with me!”
“Good girl,” he cooed as he ran the pad of his thumb over me lip.
“Don’t get too happy James; you’re going as my boss.”
He just cut his eyes at me and walked away.
I reached into my desk drawer and removed a mirror to freshen up. I didn’t want to do the proverbial ‘walk of shame’ after being seen by the other women in the office. He knew I hated it when he did shit like that, but that is exactly why he did it.
Chapter Seven
James and Amanda
Well Amanda, you didn’t tell me that you were working for the illustrious James Madden, voted number one eligible bachelor
“Dad,” I screeched, “He is my boss.”
James reached over grasping my hand, “Amanda it’s ok; we really probably should tell him what is going on.”
I was trying to hide the horror that I felt, what was he going to say.
“Mr. Hendricks I am trying to make an honest woman of her, I have all but begged her to marry me.”
My mouth fell open, but James wasn’t finished.
“Maybe you can talk some sense into her. I guess she is scared of commitment.”
“Well, well, I couldn’t be happier. Let’s celebrate with a round of drinks.”
“Thanks James,” I grumbled under my breath.
James
“Don’t you dare move from that position, girl.” I popped the cane on her but just enough to know that I meant business. I had subdued her into a doggy style position with the front part of her body laid out and her ass hiked in the air. She didn’t like the fact that she was exposed, but the sting of that cane convinced her that obeying me would be the wise thing to do.
“This is embarrassing, James.”
I smacked the cane on her ass hard enough to leave a red welt which only served to cause my already strained cock to harden more. Marking her like that gave me an idea.
I positioned myself behind her taking a small vibrating dildo and rubbing it over her slit until she moved in time with it. I wiggled it back and forth as I moved it in and out of her. When I knew that she was sexually stimulated, I slowly placed my cock into her and began to push the small device into her other opening.
Instinct caused her to pull away, but I wanted something that she had never given any other man, and I wasn’t taking no for an answer.
I smacked down on her ass with my palm.
“It’s small baby, give me what I want. I promise you that you won’t regret it.”
I felt my cock jump when she whimpered pulling at the sheets.
I pushed the small device in and turned the vibrator on. She shocked me when she started groaning and telling me how full she felt.
She went crazy fisting the sheets and begging me to fuck her. I placed my right hand under her manipulating her clit and used my left hand to pump the device in and out of her ass as I fucked her.
I started threatening her, telling her I was going to brand her if she cummed without my permission. I was purposely causing her to disobey me. I don’t know how many times that girl cummed, but it worked out just the way I planned, her ass was getting branded.
She gave me something that no one else has ever been given until that night; her will.
“You are getting branded tomorrow for disobeying me, you’re my property. Now every time that you see that brand, you will remember that: You……. Are……. Owned…….. I drew out the words, slamming my cock into her with each syllable.
Chapter Eight
Amanda
James and I sat facing one another as the tattoo artists worked their magic. He had chosen the highest end tattoo parlor in the city and the end results were astounding. The tattoos were Hebrew writing and the passage was from The Song of Solomon: I am my beloveds and my beloved is mine. I knew that they used this in Jewish weddings and it was only a matter of time before he demanded that of me too.
אני לדודי ודודי לי
My tattoo was under my hairline so I had the option of showing it or not. His was done lower on his back between his shoulder blades in a heavy duty black goth design and it came out amazing. I never would have guessed that a suit would look good with a goth tattoo, but it sure did look good on James.
I had never been with a man who pushed me into the unknown the way that James did, but then again; I have never felt so alive.
No matter how much of Amanda that I consumed, I wanted more. She was like a drug that I couldn’t get enough of. No matter where we were I wanted to rip her clothes off, slam her into a wall and fuck her brains out. She consumed my thoughts. I had never experienced a woman getting into my system like Amanda did. I knew that I wouldn’t stop until she bore my last name, but even then it wouldn’t be enough; I was obsessed with the girl and nothing was going to change that.
I had left the condo before her and made my way downtown. I had business to take care of.
Amanda
I stood at the coffee cart and jumped when I heard a man’s voice behind me.
“I never would have taken you for a girl with a tattoo, is that Hebrew writing?”
I jumped almost spilling my coffee and John’s arm reached around me to wipe up the spill.
Well this is awkward.
“Oh, yeah I had it placed where I could choose whether to reveal it or not.”
I changed the subject trying to avoid any more conversation on the subject.
“What are you doing here?” I asked, making my way back to the office.
“I came to see if you are ready to take Images to the next level.”
“Umm, I really can’t make a decision like that, John. I only own 49% of the company. James holds the majority 51%. Haven’t you talked to him?”
“Nah, we hate each other.”
I couldn’t help but chuckle. “Too much testosterone for one room?”
“Yes, that would probably be a correct assessment. Amanda you don’t need him. If I know James; he has something on you, it’s how he operates. He is a jealous control freak. With your 49% you can make enough money to get out from under his rule. Here, just take my card and call me.”
He slid a card in my direction and I palmed it and placed it in my pocket, not thinking anything of it.
I was glad that he left before James came in and I wasn’t about to mention it.
James
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I was pleased when I came in and saw that she had chosen to wear her hair up. It meant that my branding was showing and I could feel myself stiffen at the thought of ownership. Amanda set me off in ways that no woman ever had. That was a good thing; that could also become a dangerous thing. I could only hope that Amanda knew that, it was one of the reasons that I was so hard on her. She needed to know that when provoked I could become not only dangerous, but sinister.
James
I eyed my precious little Amanda backed up against the headboard. I had blindfolded her for the surprise that I had for her.
I pinched her inner thigh, “Get those knees up and spread those legs girl. That is a good girl.”
I turned on the battery operated dildo and began running it up and down her slit.
She immediately tried to un-bend her legs and slide down.
“You’re about to get yourself in trouble little girl!”
She whined, kicking her feet but remained seated the way that I had placed her.
“I’m proud of you for wearing your hair up today. Did anyone ask you about your branding?”
“No,” she whined.
“And what would you have said if they had?”
“I don’t know.”
“If you don’t know then who does, Angel?”
“You,” she whined.
“Good girl, you tell them the truth that you belong to me and I branded you.”
“I can’t say that, they will think that it’s weird.”
“Do you think that it’s weird?”
“It’s just us. I don’t expect people to understand.”
“Good girl, I have a surprise for my good girl. Hold out your left hand.”
“Please let me see, please, take off the blindfold so that I can see, please.”
I reached up removing the blindfold and she squealed like a little girl.
“A pink diamond, thank you. I love you.”
She had never said that before.
“A five carat pink diamond, straight from the Argyll mine in Australia; just for you, baby girl.”
I pulled her down on the bed and folded her legs back toying with her folds.
“What do I get, Amanda?
“Whatever you take,” she giggled
“Good girl.”
I slid into her and reveled in the tight velvet that was my baby girl. I could never get enough of her; it was like coming home.
I knew that people would notice that ring and that included the newspapers. It was my way of telling other men to leave her the fuck alone.
Chapter Nine
I woke up the next morning and the shit hit the fan.
“What the fuck is this Amanda?
James stood at my makeup table holding John’s card in his hand and glaring at me; as if I had committed the unpardonable sin.
“That’s exactly why I didn’t tell you, James. You just fly off the handle and over react!”
I made the mistake of turning around and going back to putting my makeup on.
Quicker than I saw it coming he jerked me up and dragged me down the steps to the cage. I instinctively knew what he was going to do and I began struggling and screaming at the top of my lungs.
He viciously grabbed my shoulders and spit hissed in my face, “You would do well to get your ass in that cage. You don’t want to piss me off!”
I got down and crawled into the large rod iron crate that was meant for large dogs. Today it would house me for the duration of the day, until my captor returned from work. I huddled in the corner taking the blanket and covering myself as I held the teddy bear which had been placed in there for me along with bottled water. For the first time since being blackmailed, I felt scared and alone.
James
As the day wore on and my anger wore off, I found it very hard to not go home and release her from her captivity. I knew that she was safe because my home was wired for being able to view and control it via my work computer and phone.
She had to be disciplined. I couldn’t let this issue go. Losing her would kill me and she needed to know that confiding in another man about our situation, was nothing shy of betrayal.
I made it until three and made my way home; there was more discipline that needed to be done.
James and Amanda
James circled his prey, the prey of his choice, which was always undoubtedly Amanda.
Though she was nude and strapped spread eagle against the wall, he himself still donned the suit of the day.
He wore a black suit with a crisp white button up shirt complete with cuff links and a contemporary black and white blocked tie, with black Italian leather shoes.
His face was clean shaven and his coal black eyes and hair drew Amanda in, as they always did.
“You see Amanda; you seem to have me mistaken for a man in the vanilla world.”
“I am not your boyfriend and this not an affair that we are having.”
James eyed Amanda coldly as he stood in front of her, taking in every inch of her now well toned body due to her weight training.
He unexpectedly grabbed a handful of hair at the roots; pulling her into his face and running a thumb under her jaw line.
“What I am Amanda, is your Dominant!”
“Though I am intrigued with your free spirit at times, it will always come back to one thing, you are my property, period, point blank.”
“Need I remind you Amanda, that you do not have a choice, you are being blackmailed Sweetie!”
“You work for me, I own you and that means that you are at my beck and call.”
“Stop it James,” Amanda hissed.
James ran his tongue over her lips wrapping his lips over her mouth and suctioning, being sure to purposely slobber.
“That pristine little makeup job is mine to destroy whenever I please.”
“That perfect TV hair of yours, is mine to give my best just fucked, look to.”
James leaned into her ear growling as he plunged a finger into her cunt, “And that soaking wet cunt of yours, is mine to toy with however I see fit.”
“Amanda is a sinner and she likes what I do to her.”
“Amanda has a dark side that only her Dom knows about.”
“Stop it James,” she gasped barely able to breathe.
“Fuck no I am not stopping, I am just getting started little girl.”
“See Amanda, your cunt agrees with me, I own you!”
“I don’t give a fuck about you being independent, Amanda!”
James continued to whisper and growl into her ear as his onslaught of her body continued.
“Your ass is on loan to Images, you are there because I let you be.”
Amanda groaned, her legs had turned to jelly and the restraints were the only thing that held her up.
James leaned down taking a tit in his mouth all the while eyeing her and controlling her body with just one finger.
“Oh yes Amanda, I do like you little girl.”
“Watching you go from a defiant little brat to my whining, mewing, begging, tormented little sub, just does it for me every single time.”
James undid his pants letting them fall to the ground and pulled his cock out sliding it up and down Amanda’s soaking wet cunt.
“Is that what you want Amanda?”
“Yeeeeeeesssss, pleeeeze, pleeeeeeze, pleeeeeeeeze James.”
He buried his face in her hair, “Beg Amanda, beg, oh yeah that is it, little liar,” he taunted.
“You will promise me the moon while I play your body like a well tuned instrument.”
“Yet again when you are out of my bonds, I will have to come and restrain you and tame you all over again.”
“You see Amanda; it is just your nature. It takes a certain kind of Dom to handle a woman like you.”
“That alpha personality of yours has to be reigned in and if blackmailing your little ass is how I have to do it, then so be it.”
“You see Amanda, when it comes to you: defea
t is not an option for me.”
“No Amanda, I will do whatever that it takes for you to be mine.”
“Oh fuck” she groaned, laying against the wall, as James removed his pants and released her legs wrapping them around his waist.
“Tell me how badly that you want me to fuck you, Amanda.”
“James please stop toying with me, you know what I want.”
“No Amanda, that is just not enough.”
“James, I need your cock, I crave it,” she whined.
He slammed up into her watching every detail of her face, “Now that is what I am talking about!”
“Amanda has a nasty little addiction and an overwhelming craving for her Dom.”
“I am in your fucking head girl, you can never escape me!”
At times like these; she did not want to escape him.
For these allotted times she was his, completely uninhibited and totally poured out as an offering to him.
These were the only times that she poured herself out as an offering to anyone and James made it last as long as he could.
Women like Amanda were guarded and were not easily penetrated emotionally.
Amanda wore a type of chastity belt over her heart and for these moments, only James had the key.
He relished in the power that he held over her.
The power of knowing that no other man could reach into Amanda’s soul like he did; made him drunk with pleasure.
“That’s it girl, beg Daddy to take what is his.”
“So wet” he stated, eyeing the liquid that poured down her inner leg, as he slowly moved his cock in and out of her.
His cock grew harder knowing that no one affected his Amanda the way that he did.
She could fight it all that she wanted to but James held the keys to her very being.
They would remain lost in each other for hours.
There would be no time, nor space, there would only be James and Amanda and the chemistry that coursed through their very beings, whenever they were in each other’s presence…
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