Punishing His Accountant 3: Contract Settlements

by Alicia Roberts

  Punishing His Accountant 3: Contract Settlements

  By

  Alicia Roberts

  Punishing His Accountant 3: Contract Settlements

  Copyright 2013 by Alicia Roberts

  This book is licensed for your personal enjoyment only.

  This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales is purely coincidental.

  Adult Reading Material

  Disclaimer: The material in this book is for mature audiences only and contains graphic sexual content. It is intended only for those aged 18 and above.

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  Punishing His Accountant 3: Contract Settlements

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  Ella has been enjoying her time working with Josh so much that she hasn’t kept track of how much more service she owes.

  She loves being his submissive and is starting to wish that it would never end.

  Unfortunately, her contract to serve Josh is almost over…

  Chapter One

  Ella relaxed in her leather seat on Josh’s private jet as it flew over the mountains of Central America, bound for San Jose, Costa Rica. In the seat next to her, Josh rose and stepped through the door of the cockpit to talk with his crew for a few minutes before returning to his seat.

  “We’ll be landing in fifteen minutes,” he told Ella. He sat down and resumed tapping out text messages on his phone.

  Ella watched through the window of the plane as the city of San Jose grew closer and the plane began its descent. Its angle seemed unusually steep to her, and she gasped as the pilot banked the wings hard to make several tight spiral circles down to where the airport was located in a small valley ringed with high mountains on all sides.

  The landing gear touched the runway and the pilot applied the reverse thrusters hard. Ella noticed that the plane had nearly reached the end of the runway before it could slow to taxi speed. She shuddered as it pulled up to the terminal and waited for her heart to stop pounding.

  Finally she looked over at Josh, who had been watching her intently as the plane landed. He grinned as they made eye contact.

  “Sorry, Ella, I forgot this is your first landing in San Jose.”

  “Excuse me, but you don’t look very sorry,” Ella retorted. “You really should have warned me.”

  “Now, now,” he admonished. “You already know what kind of trouble your sassy behavior can get you into. Besides, if you knew what we were in for, it would just have made it worse for you. Trust me, it’s better not to know.”

  He rose from his seat, picked up his briefcase and her bag, and took her arm to help her down the step of the plane.

  “Welcome to Costa Rica, Ella,” he said.

  Ella stepped onto the tarmac in her high heels, leaning slightly on Josh’s arm for support. She had been traveling with him ever since her failed embezzlement had gotten her fired from InterPlus and earned her a contract as his personal secretary.

  In the beginning Ella had rebelled against her new role because it seemed to conflict so strongly with her practical, independent nature, but under Josh’s persistent training, she had come to enjoy it more and more. Costa Rica was the ninth country she had traveled to in the two months she had been under contract to Josh. The others had included Antigua, Montenegro, Taiwan, Mexico, China (twice), Japan, and Malaysia, and each time she had flown comfortably with him on his private jet and sailed easily through customs. Each trip had resulted in a successful business transaction for InterPlus worth millions of dollars. Josh was on a roll, and Ella could tell by the shrewd, triumphant expression on his face after each meeting that he was enjoying it immensely.

  As for Ella, she had adapted well to her role as Josh’s submissive. That was exactly what she was, she thought, watching as Josh, speaking rapid Spanish, directed the porters to take their luggage to the airport terminal’s exit and put it in the trunk of the stretch SUV he had sent to come pick them up.

  By now she was intimately familiar with the routine for each of their trips. She knew that one of those suitcases contained nothing but gift-wrapped packages of new outfits for her to wear on the trip. She also recognized the big suitcase that she knew contained an assortment of pillows, restraints, and punishment devices designed to bring her to excruciating heights of pain and pleasure.

  Such was her life as Josh’s personal secretary and sub. As the past two months had gone by, she found that more and more she could barely remember her old life as an accountant who wore knee-length skirts and flat shoes to work. That person had been replaced by a wild, sexy woman who wore high heels everywhere and could indulge her taste for beautiful designer fashions without thinking twice.

  Ella retrieved her designer sunglasses out of her purse and put them on as Josh joined her in the back seat of the stretch SUV and put on his own. He was wearing his favorite Armani suit, a charcoal gray herringbone that fit his lean, tan body to perfection.

  Ella fantasized about how she and Josh might look to an outside observer. She decided that they would be appear to be an attractive jet-set tourist couple. No one but she and Josh knew what took place between them at night with the doors locked and the shades drawn.

  With her sunglasses hiding her eyes, the world couldn’t see that Ella always kept her gaze cast downward when she was out in public with Josh. After their first week together, Josh had told her that she had completed that part of her training satisfactorily, and she could now look directly at him except during business meetings, or when he was disciplining her. But Ella grew to enjoy her role as Josh’s sub so much that she continued to play it even when she didn’t have to. She loved it that nobody knew about it except her and Josh.

  “We’ll only be able to see San Jose through the windows on our way out to the coast,” Josh remarked, startling her out of her reverie. “Maybe on our way home we can stop in the city to play for a bit, if the meeting goes as planned.”

  “It will go as planned.”

  “You’re right, Ella,” Josh said. “We’ve done excellent work together for the past two months.”

  Ella beamed inwardly at the compliment.

  As the stretch SUV stopped for a traffic light in the crowded business district, Ella looked out through the tinted windows. The women of Costa Rica were stunningly beautiful and dressed to show it off. Ella marveled at how they managed to so casually wear their cheap high-heeled shoes on the sidewalks of San Jose without falling in the numerous gaping holes and cracks in the concrete.

  Josh had briefed her on the background of his upcoming meeting as soon as his jet took off from Chicago Midway Airport. They were headed for a luxury resort on the Pacific Ocean in the province of Guanacaste to negotiate a deal for a new medical tourism facility to be built in the small Latin American country.

  Ella noted he looked relaxed and happy. He had told her it would be an easy, friendly deal, and he was only bringing her along because he knew she would enjoy it. Back in Chicago it was winter, and he had added that he thought they could both use a break to get away and relax a bit.

  This made Ella happy. As the stretch SUV sped through the beautiful Costa Rican countryside, she allowed herself to wonder for a brief moment if Josh simply wanted her with him for her company.

  She put the thought out of her mind. That would be too much to hope for. They had a business deal, and when she had worked off the amount she had embezzled from InterPlus by serving him as his personal secretary, their relationship would be over.

  Although the province of Guanacaste was far away from the capital, the beach was lined with luxury high-rise hotels. The stretch SUV dropped them off in a circle dr
ive lined with bright red hibiscus flowers, and after checking them in, Josh took her to their room. It was a large suite on the top floor with a stunning view of the blue Pacific Ocean, with the waves lapping on the beach beneath the bright tropical sun. Down on the sand, Ella could see a row of large, blue and white beach umbrellas lined up, with a table and a pair of chaise lounges beneath each one.

  “Pick out a spot for us,” Josh said, coming up behind her and encircling her waist with his hands. “I could use a drink and a swim, in that order.” He flicked the locks open on one of the suitcases, took out a gift package, and handed it to Ella.

  The box contained a black designer bikini held together with silver rings between the cups and at the hips. Ella thought of the silver ring that joined the cuffs of the leather handcuffs Josh had made her wear in Antigua. She smiled.

  “I thought you would like it,” Josh said, noticing her reaction. “But we’d better go down to the beach together if you’re wearing it, or the locals might get ideas about taking my place. Fifteen minutes?”

  “Sounds great,” Ella replied as she carried it to her room. She couldn’t wait to put it on.

  The package also contained a matching black cover-up dress, fastened with a large gold ring. She put it on over the bikini, picked up her sunglasses, and rode down in the elevator with Josh.

  They picked up beach towels from a cabana outside the hotel and settled into a pair of chaise lounges beneath one of the blue and white umbrellas. A waiter brought them glasses of dark rum punch over cracked ice. Ella took a sip of hers, closed her eyes, and let the breeze off the Pacific cleanse her mind of everything except where she was and whom she was with.

  After a quick swim, they went to their own rooms to shower. Ella treated herself to a brief nap before getting ready for dinner with Josh.

  He had reserved a table for them by the window in the five-star restaurant off the hotel lobby. The waiter brought them a bottle of wine in a bucket of ice, filled their glasses, and took their order. The view of the sunset over the Pacific was spectacular.

  “This is a kind of homecoming for me, Ella,” Josh said, raising his glass.

  “What do you mean?” Ella asked, clicking glasses with him.

  “My mother is of Costa Rican descent,” he said. “She became an American citizen by marrying my father, who is Irish-American.” He grinned. “As you can see, I favor her side of the family.”

  Ella nodded. She had wondered about the origins of Josh’s jet black hair, aquiline nose, and dark eyes.

  “And what about you?” he asked her.

  “I’m afraid my background isn’t nearly as interesting as yours. My father is of British descent. My mother is French. Her maiden name is Rousseau.”

  “Ah, I should have guessed,” Josh laughed. “You’re a practical Englishwoman on the outside, and a sexy Frenchwoman underneath. It’s been my job to make you more aware of your French side.”

  “I’m afraid I have to agree with you,” Ella laughed.

  “In fact,” Josh continued, “I think it’s time to return to our suite so we can explore your French ancestry further.”

  He signaled the waiter for the check, scribbled their room number on it, and left a large tip in Costa Rican currency. Rising from the table, he offered his arm to Ella and walked her to the elevator.

  The suite was dark except for the night lights. Out on the ocean, anchored far offshore, the lights of a cruise ship glittered through the windows.

  Josh took Ella in his arms and pulled her close to him. She accepted his kiss gratefully, tasting his tongue as it carelessly wound around hers. His hands caressed the curves of her waist and then descended to the familiar territory of her bottom.

  Ella could feel the ache start between her thighs and felt a lurch of wetness as Josh’s hands lifted and kneaded the cheeks of her ass. He kissed her harder, his lips full and insistent. She could feel his hard cock through the fabric of his trousers, digging into her belly.

  They had been so busy on their last trip that there had been no time to open the big suitcase, and Ella wondered if Josh would spank her tonight before they had sex.

  The thought made her heart pound with excitement. She was hungry for it.

  Her hopes were rewarded when Josh led her to an armless chair, sat down, and crooked his finger, beckoning her to bend over his knee.

  “You know what to do, Ella,” he said.

  She had long ago stopped pretending she didn’t want Josh to spank her. Eagerly, she bent over his knee. She writhed with anticipation as he pulled her knit dress up around her waist and wrapped his big arm around her waist to hold her still while his other hand peeled down her panties.

  As Josh laid the first swat across her bare ass, Ella cried out with pain and pleasure. He continued to spank her, striking his palm against her soft flesh, making her writhe and cry out loud. As the spanking continued, Ella’s mind began to drift away, and in that moment, she realized that there was no place in the world she would rather be.

  Chapter 2

  A few weeks after their return from Costa Rica, Ella’s cell phone rang. When she saw the familiar digits of Josh’s number on the phone’s caller ID, her heart speeded up.

  “Ella, I need you to come over to my house this evening.” Josh’s deep voice was familiar and pleasing in her ear. “I’ll send my car to your place to pick you up at seven.”

  “Yes, Josh.”

  “See you then,” he said and hung up.

  Ella wondered what would come next. Josh had been all business over the phone.

  She had been under contract to him for three months. With all the travel and overnight stays, she suddenly realized that she had worked off a fair amount of the money that Josh had agreed to pay her under their contract. She had no idea how much was left, which made her smile to herself. In her old life, before Josh, she would have played her role as accountant and figured out the amount down to the last penny.

  Now she didn’t care how much money was left on the contract. She was traveling the world with a gorgeous hunk of a man, staying with him in the best hotels, and having absolutely mind-blowing sex with him.

  The truth was, Ella was having the time of her life and didn’t want the contract to end.

  After showering, Ella looked through her closet and chose the outfit that Josh had given her the night she had signed her contract with him. The white silk blouse and tight black skirt had served her well at a number of occasions, from business to pleasure. Underneath she wore the peach-colored lace bra and attached a pair of sheer nylon stockings to the matching garter belt, but skipped the panties. The familiar black four-inch heels completed the picture.

  She put on her coat and went downstairs to wait for Josh’s car. When it arrived, she settled into the back seat, enjoying the silky feeling of the black skirt against her bare ass.

  The driver showed her to the dining room, and Ella seated herself to wait.

  Josh came in within a few minutes and nodded a greeting. With a flash of disappointment, Ella saw a manila folder in his hand and knew he had been going over their agreement.

  “Ella, it’s time for a reckoning of our accounts,” he announced. He seated himself and opened the folder.

  “As you recall, you embezzled $99,468 from InterPlus, which we agreed to convert to a 50 percent down payment by me for your services as my personal secretary, with the same amount due upon completion of your contract, plus a $50,000 bonus if you performed your duties well.”

  “As of tonight, the amount remaining on your contract is only $7,296,” he continued. “Since that won’t be sufficient to pay you for another overseas business trip, I have an alternate suggestion. I should warn you,” he added, “that you should only agree to it if you’re feeling adventurous.”

  Ella was intrigued. “Please tell me more, Josh.”

  “I’d like to give you the opportunity to fulfill your end of our bargain in a single night,” he said. “You won’t have to fetch me any coffee or h
and out any information packets to any foreign businessmen. In fact, you will be working only for me.”

  He handed a sheet of paper to Ella. “Please review this checklist, Ella. It contains everything I want you to do for me to fulfill the terms of our contract. First, I want to remind you that you are still being punished for the embezzlement and will have to behave accordingly. Some of the items may be things you have never done before. Some of them may shock you. The one thing I can assure you is that if it doesn’t appear on the checklist, I won’t require you to do it.”

  “One last thing,” he added. “My offer is good for one night only.”

  “And which night is that?” Ella said absently, scanning the checklist.

  “Tonight.”

  Ella’s heart began to pound as she read the list. Some of the items were familiar and expected, like the word “fellatio.” Farther down the list, the paper described in detail how he would tie her to his bed and tease her without bringing her to orgasm.

  The last item on the list read, “Sexual intercourse to the satisfaction of both partners.” That was all Ella needed to know.

  She handed the sheet of paper back to Josh. “I agree,” she said.

  “Very good,” Josh said. Ella noticed the expression on his face that by now was familiar to her. It was the look he wore whenever he had just closed a deal.

  He handed her a package. “Put these on and join me in my study. I have a surprise for you.”

  Ella opened the package in her dressing room in the hallway. It contained a red satin garter belt, G-string, and shelf bra, along with a pair of translucent four-inch platform heels and a piece of jewelry.

  Ella changed into the G-string and attached the garter belt to her stockings. As she fastened the cup-less shelf bra under her breasts, she felt a rush of wetness between her thighs. The bra pushed her bare breasts up and forward, pointing her nipples straight out in front of her. It was deliciously kinky.