by Marie Tuhart
“You may go clean up.” He cupped her elbow and helped her sit up.
She frowned, but stood and made her way into the bathroom. She’d clean up and make herself orgasm at the same time.
“Oh, by the way.” She turned, and Michael stood in the doorframe. “Do not make yourself climax. That is part of your punishment.”
Kelsey let out a groan.
“Won’t forget date night again, will you?” He turned and sauntered away.
Kelsey let out a sigh. She would never forget date night again. Not after this reminder.
Michael strode into the living room, his cock hard and pulsing. While he wanted nothing better than to fuck Kelsey into next week, he’d wait.
Her ass was going to be a bit sore, let alone her breasts. He really worked her over, and she probably didn’t even realize it. She’d almost hit sub-space before he stopped.
Not letting her climax wasn’t easy for him. He loved to see her get off. It was still amazing to him that they found each other almost a year ago, and Kelsey liked kink. He didn’t know it at the time they started dating.
It wasn’t until they ended up at his apartment together and a wild bout of sex. He’d gone into the bathroom to dispose of the condom, when he came back Kelsey was reading the book he’d left sitting on his nightstand. Kink 101.
He climbed back into bed with her and asked her if she was interested. When she said yes, their relationship took on a whole different dynamic. Not that they were twenty-four/seven.
No, his domination was in the bedroom. He loved taking control with their love life. They had few protocols, but date night was one. They picked out a day of the week at the beginning of every month and that was date night.
Both agreed to do everything humanly possible to make date night happen. And if for some reason they couldn’t, they’d either reschedule ahead of time or call the other to let them know there was an issue.
Only once in the eight months they’d lived together had date night been moved. That was until tonight. After making the call for pizza, Michael strode back into the bedroom and grabbed a pair of sweats.
Kelsey bounced out of the bathroom in her blue robe. God, she looked so good. He inhaled. Her strawberry scented bath gel danced in the air.
“Pizza will be here in thirty.”
“Great, I’m starved.” She threw her towel in the hamper, ran a brush through her hair, and then approached him. “I’m sorry.” She brushed a kiss against his lips.
“I know you are.” His palms cupped her ass and she let out a moan. “But that doesn’t let you off the hook. No pleasure until I say so.”
She stuck her tongue out at him, before slipping from his hold, and sashaying into the other room. Michael grinned; it was going to be a fun night.
Chapter Two
Kelsey woke the next morning and stretched. Her muscles twinged. It had been a few months since Michael had disciplined her. Rolling over, she looked at the clock and let out a groan. She had to be to work in two hours. Oh, how she’d love to spend the day with Michael, but it wasn’t possible.
She rose and slid off the bed to her feet. Her butt tingled with the after effects of the cane. Damn, sitting today was going to be fun. Next time she’d have to make sure she didn’t have to go to work the next day.
The shower in the master bathroom was running, and while she wanted to join Michael, she didn’t have enough time. After grabbing clean underclothes, she padded to the hall bathroom. With each step, parts of her muscles reminded her of the night before.
A hot shower would do her some good. After setting her clothes on the granite counter, she turned on the shower and waited for the water to warm before stepping inside. As the hot spray cascaded over her body, Kelsey let out a sigh. She grabbed the shampoo, washed her hair, and then used the body wash to clean up.
It would be so easy to reach down and pleasure herself, but she wouldn’t. Michael hadn’t given her permission, and she wouldn’t betray his trust. Besides she had to hurry if she was going to make it to work on time.
She twisted the tap, and the water shut off. Stepping out, she grabbed a towel. One she wrapped around her hair, the other one she used to dry her body. Then she reached for her underwear and… It wasn’t there.
“Michael,” she called.
“In the bedroom.”
Securing the damp towel around her body, she marched into the bedroom and stopped cold in her tracks. Kelsey swallowed. Michael was dressed totally in black. The dark T-shirt clung to his muscles. The jeans molded to his hips, and his cock strained against the fabric. Her heart sped up and her pussy grew moist. Oh brother, what had she done?
“Why is the shirt I wore yesterday not in the hamper where I put it?” He dangled the fabric from his fingers.
Oh, crap. Her stomach clenched. Even after last night, she couldn’t sleep, and she kept thinking about the perfume she’d smelled on him. Instead of lying in bed, stewing about it, she’d gotten up, pulled the shirt out of the hamper, held it to her nose, and tried to place the perfume. But she couldn’t. She must have forgotten to put the shirt back in the hamper.
“Sorry, Sir.” She wouldn’t lie to Michael, that wasn’t her style. “I smelled perfume on you yesterday.” Her gaze slid to the floor. Why couldn’t she get over her past? Yes, her ex-boyfriends had cheated on her, but Michael had never strayed.
“And you didn’t think to ask me about it?”
Kelsey shook her head. Her insecurities got the better of her and she’d been too afraid of what he might say.
“I belong to you and no other woman. Today you will remember that.” A shiver slipped up Kelsey’s spine. “Come over here, my pet. I will help you dress.”
“Yes, Sir.” Heat coursed through her veins. She loved it when he dominated her. But her ass and clit still reminded her of her punishment last night. This was going to be a long day.
“Sir, if I may remind you?” She paused then continued when Michael nodded. “I do need to be at work today.”
“Of course, my pet. I’ll pick appropriate clothing.” He crossed his arms over his chest. “Do you need another punishment?”
“No, Sir.” Kelsey hoped he meant to dress her in nothing too revealing. Generally, he was pretty good, but sometimes, he made her go without panties in public. Dropping the towel, she padded over to where he stood.
“Spread your legs, and look at the wall.”
She did as he ordered keeping her gaze straight ahead. It was a shame there wasn’t a mirror over the dresser so she could see what Michael was doing. She’d know soon enough what he had planned for her. His fingers were warm when they touched her pussy, then coolness followed. Round coolness and more than one item.
Shit! Ben Wa balls. She was in for it today. It was bad enough she was already on edge, but he was going to keep her there.
He slid, not one, not two, but three of them into her pussy before he stood, and his fingers curled over her shoulders. Her core muscles tightened around the balls. She barely bit back a moan of pleasure. Michael’s hand appeared in her line of sight. He was dangling one of her thongs from his finger.
A sigh of relief slipped past her lips. Michael could be very devious when dressing her for work, especially when he was on Dom mode. He stepped around her and knelt at her feet. She raised one foot and then the other as he slipped the thong into place.
The pad of his finger caressed her clit, manipulating it until she shifted her stance, and caused the balls to shift in her pussy. Darn Dom. She tensed up expecting more, but he removed his finger and stood. She could have wept.
“Later.” He touched his nose to hers, staring into her eyes. “I plan on sucking and licking my pussy until you’re screaming.”
A shiver tingled over her spine. Oh, they were going to have fun tonight. Thank goodness it was Friday. They could play until late and not have to worry about getting up for work.
“I’ve laid out a conservative blouse and skirt for you, as well as garters, n
ylons, and shoes.” He gestured toward the bed. “You may finish getting dressed, and then I’ll walk you to your car.” Michael turned and strode out of the room.
Kelsey made short work of getting dressed. The little metal balls inside her pussy shifted with every little movement. She silently cursed Michael and his devious toys. At this rate, she’d orgasm at least twice before she even got to the office. But that would only heighten her senses. If there was traffic, she’d be in real trouble.
A sigh slipped from her lips when she leaned over to pick up her purse, portfolio, and her keys. How she’d love to make him pay for this, but deep down it was her own insecurities that caused her to be in this situation. Kelsey plastered a grin on her lips before walking to the front door.
Michael was waiting for her still looking delicious all in black. If she had more time, she’d make a smart comment so he’d carry her off to the bedroom to teach her a lesson. He slipped his arm around her waist and walked her to her car. After she climbed behind the wheel, he held the door open and leaned down.
“Be careful when you open the portfolio. I have special surprises in there for you.” He brushed a kiss against her lips, before straightening, closing the car door, and sauntering into the house.
“Oh, damn,” she whispered. Damn, her and her insecurities. Because of that small slip up with his shirt, he was going to tease her all day. And that was just like Michael, not only showing her who was the boss, but reassuring her of his care. She started the car and pulled out of the driveway.
Thirty minutes later, Kelsey sat down at her desk. Her butt throbbed when it met the leather of her chair. She was going to feel the effects of the cane all day today, and she thanked her lucky stars she had her own office at Jackpot Studios, otherwise today would be more than torture. She loved being a graphic designer for Hollywood. Her job was never boring.
After turning on her computer, she grabbed her portfolio and opened it. Six envelopes, one small package, and one big package fell out. She laid them on the desktop. Each had a time written on it. Michael had given her one for almost every hour of the day. The big package had twelve-thirty marked on it.
She glanced at the clock. Nine fifteen. Sweeping up the envelopes and packages, she slid them into her desk drawer, and then put reminders in her calendar. Not that she needed them. She was already squirming to figure out what was in them.
Curious, she opened the drawer and stared at them. Maybe she’d take a peak…her phone rang and she jumped.
“This is Kelsey.”
“Hey, Kelsey. It’s James.” She blew out a long breath in relief. Michael had uncanny radar where she was concerned. “We’ve got a meeting at ten with Robinson and the gang to go over graphics for their movie.”
“Today?” Oh she so didn’t need this. “I just got the project yesterday. A meeting isn’t due for another two weeks.” Kelsey pulled up her work schedule she’d so diligently assembled last night.
“It’s not. They just want to go over some additional requirements. See you at ten.”
Kelsey stared at the receiver. What a pain in the ass. A grin slid over her lips. Yeah, her ass was telling her about pain. She pulled up the Robinson file and checked what their original requirements were. She needed to make sure everything was on the company server so she could bring it up in the conference room.
Ten minutes later a message popped up on her computer screen. Kelsey opened her drawer, pulled out the envelope with nine-thirty written on it. Anticipation caused her to squirm in her chair. What did Michael have planned? She sucked in a deep breath and ripped open the envelope.
A single sheet of paper greeted her. She took it out and unfolded it.
Is your ass sore? Are you squirming yet? Don’t worry if you’re not, you will be. Open the small package. Do not read further until you’ve done it.
Kelsey barely stopped herself from reading the entire page. She found the smaller package, ripped into it, and let out a groan when two black nipple toys fell into her palm. Damn the man could be devious, sneaky and diabolical. She picked the letter back up.
Open your blouse and push up your bra until your breasts are exposed.
She glanced at the closed door to her office. Sometimes people would just knock and walk in without waiting for her to tell them to come in. She bit her lower lip. Yes, she could do this. She wanted Michael to be proud of her obeying his orders.
With once last glance at the door, she unfastened her blouse then pushed her bra up until her breasts were free. Then she read more of the letter.
Attach the nipple suckers to those rosy nipples and squeeze until you feel the suction take hold, then squeeze fast and hard for two minutes. Don’t stop until the two minutes have expired. Then you may read the rest of my instructions.
Her pussy was already creaming from the Ben Wa balls, and now he was pushing her up another notch. Sucking in another deep breath, she set her desk alarm for two minutes and twenty seconds then attached the nipple suckers.
The first couple of pumps were easy, but as the suction grabbed hold…her head fell back even while she continued to squeeze the end of the cylinder. Her nipples grew hard.
Oh lord, she hoped nobody come into her office and saw her like this. A shiver went up her spine. Her hips shifted at the tingles arching from her nipples, to her clit, and then her butt got into the action. The movement caused the balls inside her pussy to roll, and she forgot all about where she was. Bolts of pleasure shot through her veins. A moan escaped her mouth before she could stop it. Oh, God, she was going to come.
Thank God, Michael hadn’t ordered her not to come. But wait he hadn’t given her permission either. Oh crap. Every time she squeezed the suckers, the sensation shot to her pussy, causing her to tighten her pelvic muscles and the balls to tease her more. Her nipples were so hard and tight. It wouldn’t take much more for her to come.
Her computer buzzed.
What? Raising her head, Kelsey stared at her computer. Her time was up. Damn, another minute and she’d have orgasmed. She should probably thank the alarm. Fighting to get herself under control, she took several deep breaths. She stared at her closed office door. Her nipples throbbed and her pussy tingled. And damn if she was very wet, she’d need to change her panties before she went to the meeting or she’d smell like sex.
She thanked her lucky starts no one came into her office and she kept extra panties in her office. Michael loved to make her all hot and bothered at work when she really couldn’t do anything about it. With a shaking hand, she picked the letter back up.
Anticipation is part of the game, my sweet. Take the nipple suckers off, go clean up in the bathroom, and put on new panties (Yes, I know you keep extras at the office). Today you are mine.
Kelsey let out a sigh; it was going to be a long day.
****
Two and a half hours later, Kelsey let out a silent curse. It was after twelve-thirty. She’d been stuck in that darn meeting far longer than she wanted to be. After shutting the door to her office, she marched over and sank into her chair.
Robinson and his crew wanted miracles and none existed. Both she and James tried to explain things to them, but it hadn’t worked. That was Hollywood execs for you. There was only so much she and James could do. Thank goodness, her schedule was fairly clear for the next couple of weeks because they were going to be putting in some serious overtime to get everything done.
Kelsey brought up her calendar and the two missed appointments with it. “Fuck.” Alone in her office, she could say it aloud. She pulled open her desk drawer, took out the ten thirty and eleven thirty envelopes. She read the ten thirty one first.
Tonight, I’m going to use the chocolate sauce all over your body and lick it off of places you never thought of being licked.
A shiver of anticipation flowed over her body. Where was he thinking of putting that sauce? She picked up the next envelope.
Call me. NOW!
She didn’t even hesitate. She snatched up the
receiver and dialed the house.
“You’re late.” Michael’s voice was husky and irritated.
“Yes, Sir. I’m sorry.” She wouldn’t make excuses. They would only piss him off more.
“Work?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“I’ll excuse you.”
She barely suppressed a sigh of relief.
“But you’re not completely off the hook.”
“Of course not. Thank you, Sir.” He wouldn’t let her off that easily.
“Is your office door closed?”
“Yes, Sir.” What did he have planned now? Excitement tingled along her skin.
“Good. Go get the towel you keep in your office, spread it over your chair, and put me on speaker.”
“Yes, Sir.” She set the receiver down, spread the towel on her chair, and then hit the speaker button. “Done, Sir.”
“Good, now remove your skirt and panties.”
Kelsey glanced at her closed door, keeping one eye on it as she stripped. If someone did come in, there was no way she could redress fast enough. The risk sent a thrill of apprehension through her nerves. She wanted to obey Michael, but she didn’t want to jeopardize her career. She was stuck between obedience and fear.
“I want you to sit in your chair, put your legs on your desk, and spread them wide.”
Oh crap, she had an idea of what he wanted her to do. Fear held her immobile. This was her workplace, he had to understand how inappropriate it would be if someone came into her office.
“I sense your hesitation, pet. Go lock your door.”
“Thank you, Sir.” She let out a relived sigh and padded over to the door, twisting the lock before returning to her desk. She sat and positioned her feet on her desk, knees bent and legs open wide. Cool air caressed her pussy, making her shiver.
“Take one of the nipple suckers from this morning and put it on your clit.”
Oh fuck. She fumbled in her drawer for the sucker, and after finding it, she spread her pussy lips with her fingers. Holding the sucker with trembling fingers, she carefully placed it over her clit.
“Squeeze it a few times to create a seal.”