Doctor's Demands: A Submissives’ Secrets Novel

by Michelle Love

  "Tell me that you want me,"

  "I want you," I gasped, feeling only anticipation. I wanted to see her, desperately.

  A whip cracked over my left buttock and I moved sharply at the stinging sensation, not expecting the intensity. She was behind me now, eyeing up my body. Or so I guessed.

  "Fuck! I want you so bad."

  The whip cracked over my left buttock again and I knew then how the game would be played. She was in control of everything, and I needed to do everything that she said.

  "Place your tongue out, and get ready for my breast.”

  I did what she said and I sensed her standing on the chair, and then her nipple moved into my mouth.

  "Suck and lick it."

  I sucked and licked as sensually as I could. I could imagine how beautiful her breasts would be if my eyes were not covered, and the nipple in my mouth was so erect and responsive. My cock was like a piece of steel, and I could feel it moisten with pre-cum. I licked and she moaned loudly, enjoying my tongue. This was a teasing that I had not been expecting. She moved the other breast into my mouth and I licked and sucked it in pleasure, eager to do my best. She moaned. I felt her body warmth and I so badly wanted to be inside her, and then, frustratingly, she pulled away from me. The whip cracked at my back, but only lightly. I grimaced in ecstasy, even at that slight sting.

  "Good boy," she said in a lowered, husky tone.

  I felt her hands on my legs as she tickled them with her fingernails, I knew she was naked, getting off on my body. My cock was still as hard as a rock. She kissed the inside of my left leg tenderly, and her hand gently tickled my balls.

  "Fuck," I said in pure delight. My cock wanted to be touched, and she was teasing me even more than before.

  The whip cracked across my ass again.

  "Sssh,” she whispered quietly. “No talking."

  My mouth was covered by her hand for a moment, and then I felt her in front of me.

  "You want my pussy, slave, don't you?"

  I nodded, knowing that if I talked then I would get another crack over my ass.

  "Good boy.”

  She untied my hands one at a time and led me to a low-lying bed just a few meters away.

  "Lie on your back.” I didn’t need telling twice.

  I could smell that the sheets were freshly washed. She tethered my arms to the head of the bed and I could still only smell and hear her. I laid there in anticipation and felt her climb on top of me. My face was then suddenly covered by her vagina, and she put her wet lips onto mine.

  "Lick and suck," she instructed, as she sat over me. I could smell the sweetness and her labia wobbled as I licked and sucked her eagerly. Her wetness grew more and more. Fuck I wanted her.

  She moaned continuously as my tongue went inside her. Her head moved over my cock, and she teasingly licked the head. I thought I was going to explode, it was so hot. Her hand moved up and down my shaft and her tongue tantalizingly teased the head of my cock, her tongue circling around the sensitive glans. I desperately wanted her mouth to wrap around it fully, but she kept using her hand only. My face was covered in her juices and I came almost instantly. She moved her pussy off of me and used two of my fingers to finger herself. In out in and out, my fingers pushed. It was so soft inside and it didn't take long before she moaned aloud in ecstasy.

  "Thank you, slave," she panted, leaving me tied up as she dressed. That I could tell as much by the sound of rustling material that was not coming from the sheets. I was covered in my own cum and my fingers were still wet from her pussy. She moved to untie me, and then promptly left the room.

  "Close the door when you're done," she then ordered over her shoulder as her high heels clicked down the hallway.”

  My mind was taken by the words in the novel. I liked the thought of a woman being in charge, but I liked being in control even more. I better get some coffee made before my next appointment.

  SIENNA

  I arrived upstairs. The lift had been kind and there was actually a button that said, "Mr. Jonathon Ellis." Wow, this guy must be important if he has an entire floor to himself.

  I checked my notes that I had been given by Michelle. There was a portfolio including other college stuff that I was to show him. Then I was supposed to ask for at least fifty grand. Shit! Fifty grand was a lot of money. Maybe I should have dressed up a bit more.

  I sat across from a handsome twenty-something blond. He wore glasses and noticed me over the rim of his glasses as I approached. He wasn't perving at me; just curious, I guessed. He sat behind as huge desk with at least four computers arranged so he had the best view of all of them. Very organised.

  "Ms. Ruston, Mr. Ellis won't be a moment," he said with a smile.

  I felt small in the huge waiting area that was covered in contemporary prints and a beautiful marble floor that was red and white swirled. My mind went back to the stranger from Jenna's party and the poor SAAB that had felt my horny body lay on it in ecstasy. I had not really believed in the encounter of a tall, dark stranger until now. I wondered if he would be at that bar again this weekend. He intrigued me and I had not stopped thinking about his force with me. It had been such a turn on.

  "Mr. Ellis will see you now," said the young blond at the desk, his words drawing me out of my meanderings.

  I picked up my bag and the portfolio, and tried to place my thoughts back on the fifty grand. Another one of Jenna's moves that I had fallen for, way too easily.

  As I walked into the new room, I noticed the immediate beauty of it. The floor was still marble with swirls, but the walls were tiled black and gray that was well suited for the masculine tone of the decor. The chaise lounges were a sophisticated cream that seemed to be made of a silk. I looked round to the large desk where Jonathon Ellis should have been but wasn't. I placed my bag and portfolio on one of the loungers and waited.

  A large black side-door opened, and there he was. My heart skipped all of its beats at once and I was in shock.

  "Ms. Ruston, I presume?" he said, walking over to shake my hand.

  Was he not aware that it was me? It was him. The stranger that had fucked me on the SAAB just two nights before.

  "Hi, Mr. Ellis," I said, trying not to seem weird.

  "Please have a seat."

  He sat down on the lounge and gestured for me to sit at the other one across from him. There was only a coffee table that was in between us and to my horror, I started fantasizing about the other night and felt myself getting wet in my crotch.

  "Ms. Ruston, Jeremy will be bringing tea and coffee. Then we may talk more candidly."

  The door burst open and Jeremy brought a tray of percolated coffee and a pot of tea that I so desperately needed to calm me. I hoped it was peppermint, or that some might be offered. I had not felt this uncomfortable since a boy in fourth grade looked over the toilet cubicle at me while I urinated. I felt swallowed up by his testosterone. He was so in control of everything.

  "Ms. Ruston, tea or coffee?"

  "Tea please. White with one sugar, thanks," I said, crossing my legs awkwardly.

  Jonathon's eyes had not left me since he walked into the room. He didn't seem to mind my squirming. I was trying so hard to hide it. I sipped my hot tea cautiously.

  Jeremy poured a cup of black coffee for the stranger who was now not so much of a stranger anymore, and then he left the room.

  "So, Ms. Ruston, I was lucky enough to have a pre-meeting with you on Saturday night it seems. I definitely liked what I saw."

  I coughed on my tea as if it had lumps in it.

  "I am sorry. I didn't know I'd be meeting you today. My friend Jenna Barlow was supposed to..."

  "I am glad you will be here for the summer," he interrupted me, sitting like a king in charge of everything.

  I was confused by the words and so mesmerized by his body. Now, he was all dressed in a pinstripe Versace suit.

  "Ummm, for the summer? I am supposed to show you the portfolio from the college..."

  H
e interrupted me. "Yes they want money and I want you," he said plainly.

  "You want me to…?"

  My body ached all over for this man. I guessed that he was at least thirty. I could remember the way he tied and fucked me, without any foreplay at all. I was wet now just talking to him. He had a slight bit of stubble and full, eager lips. His hair was perfect with that damn curl hanging over the front of his face.

  "To study for my psychology research," he answered plainly with a half-smile.

  "There's been some sort of mistake," I said nervously.

  I could barely contain myself sitting in the room with him. I was unexplainably (or not so…) wet and now my nipples hardened just watching the man drink coffee. Shit Sienna, get a hold of yourself.

  "No, there's no mistake. I spoke to the board this morning. I will give them two hundred and fifty thousand dollars and in turn, they will let you be my intern over the summer," he said, matter of factly.

  I gasped for a moment internally. There was no way I could even stand without wobbly legs around this man. It was impossible, and then I had my job at Fleur's coffee shop, so it wasn't possible. Couldn’t be possible. Could it?

  "You will be compensated for your time of course. As an intern," he said while pulling up a sleeve so I could see the forearm hair. God, I was going to burst.

  "Mr. Ellis, I am only in my second year of college and I have no idea about research;" I was also still horny for the alpha male.

  "There is no problem, Sienna… may I call you that? I would like you to call me Jonathon, unless the other staff members are around,"

  I wondered if he knew how attracted to him I was. It was like a drug that overtook my entire body. I found it hard to concentrate around him at all. Just seeing the hair on his hands and forearm was so erotic. I needed to see a specialist or something because normally I was so unlike this.

  "Sienna, I need to spend more time with you. I think you understand. I could not choose anyone else but you. You are my perfect candidate.”

  "It's just I was just expecting to see another man. Someone less..."

  "Yes…" he said, with his eyes piercing my body. But there was a faint suggestion of humour to them at least.

  "Someone less… I mean someone older or different," I said, awkwardly explaining myself.

  "Yes, I get that a lot. I am the CEO and owner of my company and I am only thirty-three. I get it. You were expecting a middle-aged bald man," he smiled.

  "Yes, yes… something like that," I said, exhausted by him. Mentally defeated.

  "Well, it is settled. I will be able to see you here at nine on Monday. I don't know that I can wait a week, though, I like you," he said while standing up.

  His body was like that of Adonis and his eyes were all over my body. I felt the same chemistry that I had felt on that Saturday night. My legs were weak and my pussy was wet. I didn't take chances, ever. I was the one that didn't do that. I rarely drank, I got great grades, I worked hard and I was squeaky clean, until Saturday night when the most handsome, sexy male I had ever met fucked me before I had got his name.

  I stood up and was expecting him to grab my hand to shake it. He did something that I wasn't expecting. He reached in and hugged me, and I moaned without meaning to just at that gesture alone.

  "Sienna, I want to fuck you so bad.”

  "Oh God…," I felt my legs wobble.

  I had no control over my body as I was embraced by him. I was dripping wet. He kissed me passionately and held my head from behind, and as he did so, he walked me backwards to his large oak desk. He pushed everything off of it like it was nothing, and sat me up on it.

  His hand reached to my panties as he kissed me and his other hand when up my shirt to grab at one of my breasts. I was in ecstasy and his cock was still in his pants.

  His fingers pushed at my panties and he drew them over to one side so then the lace was at the edge of my mound. I couldn't control my moans and desperate whimpers as he promptly began finger-fucking me. God, I was so horny.

  His kisses were all over my neck and I was hoping that no-one would interrupt us. I reached down to his suit pants and found his hard cock. My hands rubbed the shaft and I kissed him with my tongue so desperately. He was so damn hard and he pulled off my panties then, sensing my urgency.

  He looked back at me with a wantonness in those hazel eyes.

  He rammed his large shaft in, and was vigorously fucking me on the large desk within no time at all.

  "Oh yes," His moan sounded low.

  The desk moved a bit and I held it with my hands desperately as he fucked me like I was the last woman alive.

  "Oh God, yes!" My nipples were still erect from the pleasure as my orgasm peaked in a crescendo of nerve-surging desire.

  He pummelled his cock into me like he could not stop before suddenly pulling it out and ejaculating hot and thick on my belly. It turned me on so that my knees were weaker than before we had met.

  "Thank you, Sienna," he zipped up his pants, "I will definitely see you on Monday, at nine," he said, while casually handing me a box of tissues.

  JONATHON

  Fuck, that felt so good. She had walked out after scooping up her things like a woman that was confused. Like someone who had found herself in a strange land.

  Her mousy brown hair had smelt like peaches as I fucked her on my desk. Shit, I'd better pick all my papers and pens up now before Jeremy notices the shambles when he walks in.

  "Jeremy, ring the college and tell them of my donation of two hundred and fifty thousand."

  I loved that buzzer. I was in control of everything here just from the flick of the button. I probably shouldn't have fucked her during the interview process, but I couldn't resist her silky skirt and blouse. Easy access and she had done herself up so nicely. My sexy vixen.

  Mmm, Monday would be interesting. I know she'll be here looking like a scared little school girl, again. She gets off on it. My alpha tone and mood. It's like there is nowhere for her to go. Her body won't let her leave me. That turns me on, and she was already so wet before I had even touched her down there. She was a good choice, and I couldn't wait to see her again on Monday.

  "Jeremy, what did the college say?"

  "Umm, Mr. Ellis, they are delighted with your donation. Your name will be on four fifty thousand dollar scholarships and they will use the rest for renovations of the auditorium.

  "Super work, Jeremy. Have I any more appointments today?"

  "Um, no Sir. Just your usual three o'clock with the team," said Jeremy confidently.

  "Okay, thanks, bring me a snack before that. I would like ham on rye and a short black."

  Now back to my desk. All the papers are on again and just a couple of wayward pens over by the cabinets. I am definitely going to enjoy this summer.

  Walking into the boardroom, there was the normal chatter going on. Alison, Felix, Jack, Holly, Adam and Hector.

  "Right you, guys how is everything going? Let's start with you, Adam."

  "Good morning everyone. Thanks, Jonathon. It seems that we are exceeding all of our expectations with our application. College students are using it to help pass their exams."

  "Give me the stats, Adam."

  "Overall, we have sold one hundred thousand this month, bringing the New Year’s total to six hundred thousand and twenty-nine."

  I look at Jack. "Profit after expenses then for that one application this month?"

  "Yes, Jonathon. Profit is two million two hundred and fifteen thousand, after expenses."

  "Brilliant, well done to everyone. What about the other smaller company ones? Alison, please."

  Alison looked at her figures, "App one sold forty-two thousand, app two sold thirty-eight thousand, app four sold fifty-nine thousand and app three is not downloadable until tomorrow."

  "Great so, profit after expenses Jack, please," I said, impressed with our efforts.

  "App one is six hundred and eighty-four thousand three hundred and eighty, app two and app four
are still being calculated for the month. I can give them out tomorrow," said Jack, looking at his tablet for the data as he spoke.

  "Okay great. We are having a summer intern called Sienna Ruston coming on board soon. She will be working hand in hand with me from Monday, so I will have my hands full as part of the research.”

  The board of men and women I had hand-picked were all wonderful people. They knew their six-figure salaries were due to my handiwork. Our applications were being prepared for the global market, and they would get bonus commissions for their targets. Every one of them had a fire in their belly to succeed. My company would let them have their dream home, their condo, a BMW or whatever else their hearts may desire.

  All of them had to work for it. They had to be in sync as a team, and they knew that no bullshit could be tolerated. They were all hard workers, so they already knew how to give me what I wanted.

  "Thank you, team. See you tomorrow.”

  I got back to my office and I pictured Sienna. I was going to be in complete control of her while she was here. I liked the idea of that. She really had no idea what I would do to her, and I pictured her again in my mind. I hoped she could understand that my need to control was an addiction. An addiction of the flesh that I could not help.

  SIENNA

  Jesus Sienna, what are you thinking? The trees flashed past on the road as I made my way back to campus. He is thirty-three and you have to spend your summer with him starting on Monday.

  I couldn't think of anything else but him. The way he kissed me, touched me and placed his very erect cock inside of me. He made me cum nearly from his voice alone. Those arms and the eyes, the stubble and the tongue wrenching around in my mouth. Something must be wrong with me. Shit!

  I drove and entered campus and fixed up my hair and makeup. I didn't want to look like a prostitute. I was known for being a bit of a prude, a daddy's girl, a library addict. I felt out of control.

  I swept up my hair and as I look in the mirror I notice Jenna coming up in the rear vision mirror.

  "Hey there girl, how did you go?"

  "Hey Jenna. He said he would donate two hundred and fifty thousand dollars, and he has accepted me as a summer intern," I said, trying to sound as unexcited as possible.