by Mia Moore
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An hour later we were seated in a black, chauffeur driven limousine speeding along the expressway. Nick’s hand rested casually on my thigh as he stared straight ahead. From the corner of my eye I glanced at his profile, the strong jaw line and full lips that had thrilled me earlier. I couldn’t wait to see my new apartment and this sex club I would be managing.
How would I oversee a staff and environment where sex parties, swinging and darker BDSM activities took place? This was light years away from anything I had ever experienced before. I had emphasized that fact to Nick, but, if he thought I could learn this and even like it, I’d have to accept his better judgment. At this point, financially I needed to. And… so far the evening with him and Dev and the episode on his desk earlier had been way beyond fun. Picturing it in my mind, my nipples hardened and the sweet spot between my legs tingled. I shifted in the plush leather seat. My breath hitched hoping that his hand would slide up my thigh under my skirt. Oh God. What was happening to me? That handsome god beside me was turning me into some kind of nymphomaniac. Enough Cerise. Focus on this job opportunity.
The car slowed and turned off the highway, winding its way through tree lined streets. I edged forward in my seat when we turned in a driveway, past wrought iron gates. The building was large, three stories tall and built of brick. A tower with large glass windows was perched on top of the copper mansard roof. Over each window was a stained glass transom, each one glinting in the afternoon sunshine. Four wide granite stone steps led up to a golden oak door framed by white, sculpted woodwork.
When the car stopped Nick got out and opened the door for me. I could hardly breathe taking in the stately mansion. Oh my God. I would be running this place! Living in this castle? This must be how Cinderella felt when she went to the ball.
We walked up the stairs and Nick rang the bell. Why couldn’t he just walk in? He owned the place.
He must have sensed my curiosity about this because he turned to face me. “The building is kept locked at all times, security is tight. We have client information in what will be your new office. Confidentiality and our clients’ privacy are valued above anything else. A big part of your job will be to ensure that this is strictly enforced with the staff.” He turned and smiled when the door was opened by a pretty Asian woman.
I followed him inside and watched as he scooped her up, hugging her fondly. Her eyes were closed when she planted a lingering kiss on his mouth. My lips were a tight line as I watched the display of affection. Who was this woman and what was she to Nick? Had she been treated to a fuck on his desk as well? My face was warm and a vein pulsed in my temple. I decided that I hated her.
He released her and still with his arm around her narrow shoulders he turned her to face me.
“This is Cerise Morgan. She will be the new manager of Eros Inc. Cerise, this is Lotus who has been the acting manager up until now.”
I watched as the welcoming smile faded from her face. For just a second there was a flash of anger in her dark eyes before she composed herself and stepped forward to shake my hand. I managed a smile, while noticing the short brocade dress, the bare skin above her breasts topped with a fabric collar. Yeah, she had great legs in the stiletto heels but a little flat in the chest. Not nearly as endowed as me, which made me feel a little smug.
“Pleased to meet you, Cerise. But you seem so young to have experience in managing a club like this. You must have an excellent business background and credentials.” Her smile was sweet despite the icy malice of her words.
She was about five years older than me. I could tell she resented the hell out of me coming in, a newbie, no experience and her new boss. “My major wasn’t in business. However I graduated Magna Cum Laude. I’m sure I’ll be able to learn the operations quickly with your help, of course.”
“I am going to leave Cerise’s orientation to you Lotus. I want to show her the apartment. You’ve had housekeeping freshen it up, I presume?” Nick placed his hand on the small of my back and guided me out of the wide marble entranceway, past a set of curved oak stair to the far wall where I noticed the doors of an elevator.
While we waited for it to descend I turned slowly taking in the high ceilings, the sparkling crystal chandelier and gleaming woodwork. This place was a palace.
There was a ding as the elevator arrived and we entered. No sooner were we inside than Nick’s arms were around me pushing me against the mirrored wall. His hand ran up my thigh pushing my dress up, curving in to cup my pussy. He slipped a finger between my cleft. I gasped when it circled my clit and moaned with pleasure when he pushed two fingers deep inside me. I opened my legs and raised my leg pulling him into me. His cock was hard again, rubbing the softness of my inner thigh. His lips were hot on mine, tongue rough thrusting into my mouth.
The elevator door opened and we slowly separated. Did my eyes show the disappointment and lust that his did? We stepped out onto deep burgundy plush carpeting of the hallway. Directly across from us was a dark wooden door. I watched Nick fish in his pocket for something and then slide a key into the lock. He pushed the door open and raised his arm to stop me from entering.
A giggle escaped my mouth when his arms scooped under my thighs and back, lifting me in the air, holding me tight to his body. He walked into the room carrying me and slammed the door shut behind him. I glanced around as he carried me across the room through another doorway. Ahhh…a king sized bed with a rose colored satin spread.
He set my feet down on the floor and his hands grasped the hem of my dress pulling it up and over my head. I shivered standing before him wearing only a bra and stay up stockings. His fingers reached behind me and unhooked the bra. He ripped it from my arms.
“Bend over the bed.” His voice was a growl.
Granite eyes bored through me before I turned and did as he asked. Oh God, that commanding look, and the stern tone of his voice, made my knees turn to jelly. My fingers clutched the cool satin in my fists, elbows resting on the bed, as I wiggled my exposed and naked ass, waiting for him. I longed for that beautiful cock inside me. Hurry I pleaded in my head.
There was a whisking sound like a leather belt being drawn from the loops holding it at the waist. A snick of a zipper being lowered and the swish of cloth.
“When we are in this apartment together you are mine. Do you understand Cerise?” His voice was soft like smooth chocolate melting in your mouth.
“Yes.” I whispered.
“Oow!” I jumped at the bee sting that had landed on my bare ass. Again on the other cheek. Oh my God, that hurt. I started to turn my head to look at him.
“Yes, what?” I could feel his fingers digging hard into the flesh of my ass.
“Yes Sir.” Yes. We were doing that whole ‘Sir’ thing again. A jolt of pleasure tingled in my pussy and I arched my ass higher, longing for more. Why did his dominant behavior make me so hot? I didn’t know or care. I just wanted more.
I gasped at the pain deep inside when he thrust his cock into me. He was so long, pressing the barrier of my depth. It was so good--the combination of pain and pleasure. Slowly, ever so slowly his cock withdrew, leaving me empty and craving more. He slammed it hard, in to the hilt once more and my eyes widened. Oh God, I had never felt so helpless before. This handsome god was using me, punishing me with his big cock and I loved it. His thrusts became faster and his finger drifted to my sweetly aching, clit, stroking over the surface faster and faster.
“Oh Sir…Sir…please fuck me hard. I love your big cock in my cunt.” My muscles squeezed him. There was only his huge cock pumping into me, filling me, using me. My body jerked upward as the first orgasm hit me. He pumped fast and furious into me and my clit hurt a little—sensitive now to his touch. My hand moved to take his away from the spot.
“No. You’re going to come for me again. Relax and ride it out.” His voice was a breathless hiss.
He was exerting total control over my body, continuing to tease my clit as his lusty rod filled me. I slump
My heart pounded in my chest when he slumped over on top of me. His hand slid up, and he held my breast. We stayed like that for a few minutes. Even though it was hard to breath, the feel of his body on mine was nice. I raised my arm and angled it back to run my fingers through his hair. It was like silk gliding through my fingers. I felt him stir and my body became light as he rose to his feet.
I rolled over and looked up, watching him do his zipper and pants up. His belt was next to me and I handed it to him.
“Sir, when you said I was yours when we’re inside this apartment… I’m not sure what you meant. And the fact that Dev was with us last night? Does he have the same rights over me as you do?” Much as Dev was attractive and funny, I wouldn’t mind being exclusive with Nick. Was I starting to fall for him?
For a fleeting second, there was a look of pain in his eyes before he took a deep breath and smiled. “I am the senior partner both at the firm and here at the club. If I want you on a particular evening, you will drop everything else and serve my pleasure. But on other evenings, Dev and any other man is free to visit you. There may be times when I ask you to offer yourself to another man or woman for that matter.”
My mouth dropped open in shock and he eased onto the bed beside me. His fingers stroked my cheek and his gaze was soft, wandering over my lips and to my eyes. “Don’t worry, my pet. When I ask that of you, you’ll want it, to please me. There is plenty of training that will need to be done before then. I’ve asked Ginger to guide you. You’ll meet her later when Lotus gives you the tour. For now, make yourself at home, have a shower and get ready for Fetnight. You’ll find the closet and armoire are full of clothes in your size.” He rose to his feet and straightened his tie.
“What? I mean, I don’t understand Sir. How did you know my size? Who bought clothes for me? What about the clothes and personal stuff in my apartment?” I sat up and stared at him. Who was this man?
“Details you don’t need to know about. Tomorrow morning you may ask the driver to take you to your old apartment to pick up any items of sentimentality and visit your room mate. Oh…I will need a blank check so we can start depositing your pay into your account. I will ensure that you are given a healthy advance.” He leaned over and kissed my cheek and strode from the room.
I flopped back on the bed and stared at the ceiling, a wide grin on my face. This was all too good to be true!
The End of Book 1
Training: Book 2
Chapter 1 - Spicy Ginger
When I heard the door shut, I rose from the bed. My legs were still a little wobbly from the pleasure Sir had given me. He was gone now, probably going back to his office tower. I opened the top drawer of the armoire. My eyes lit up as my fingers danced through dozens of pairs of silky panties and lacy bras in various colors--all matching! The second drawer revealed dozens of pairs of stay-up stocking and garter belts. The third drawer contained sheer nightgowns, while the fourth was just socks.
I flew to open a walk-in closet. Clothes hung on each side with a floor length mirror. There was an assortment of casual dresses, evening gowns, pants, suits and… What the hell? There were black leather corsets, red lacy ones, white, even leopard skinned. Next to them were sheer body suits lacking crotches. On the floor beside every color of stiletto shoe were leather boots, some to the knee, some very long. On a shelf above the dresses I noticed exotic masks with glitter and feathers. Well, these weren’t your everyday going grocery shopping outfits. I couldn’t wait to try the outfits on! I spotted a white terrycloth robe and slipped it over my shoulders.
I had barely got a glimpse of the room that Sir had carried me across. Oh, that was becoming natural. “Sir.” I whispered. I opened the bedroom door and hurried to the living room. Oh my God, the view of the property was amazing. A large overstuffed leather sofa sat against one wall, close to a matching chair. A glass coffee table was set within easy distance from the sofa with glass topped end tables at each side. I squatted down to feel the area rug under the furniture. It WAS a real sheepskin area rug.
I got up and noticed an odd looking lounge chair in the corner, next to the fireplace. It had smooth curved lines rising high in the back, scooped in the middle with a raised foot area. Considering it was in the apartment of the manager of a sex club, there was no way it was for lounging in, while watching a movie and eating popcorn.
I walked past a glass topped dining room table with seating for six people, and then on into the kitchen. The appliances were all stainless. I ran my fingers along the smooth dark granite counter to the deep sink, also granite. I lifted the lever to turn on the water and let it run for a few minutes. There had to be glasses and everything else I needed somewhere in these cupboards. I found a set of crystal glasses in the cupboard next to the sink and poured some water into it. As I drank I looked around. This kitchen had everything and then some. Many items, I’m sure I would never need.
I walked past the bedroom door along the hallway and opened a closed door. The guest bedroom was decorated in deep burgundy, also with a king sized bed and armoire. I walked into it and noticed the mirror on the ceiling as well as every other wall except the window wall. I peeked out at the view of the driveway and front of the property.
When I turned I noticed another closed door. I opened it, my hand fumbling on the wall to find the light switch. When the light came on I could see a bath, toilet and sink, again with the granite counter top. I couldn’t help giggling in the headiness of this opulence. Of course, doesn’t everyone have granite counter tops?
At the end of the hall was another door, this one slightly ajar. I opened it and flicked the light switch. My hands flew to my face covering my mouth as I stared wide-eyed. The room was HUGE. There was a sunken Jacuzzi tub that glowed golden from the lighting inside it. My God, it wasn’t a tub; it was a small swimming pool! Next to the tub was a shower stall unlike anything I had ever seen before. It was wide, tiled from floor to ceiling with two showerheads. A rack stood next to it with plush cotton towels. Of course, there was a toilet, but next to it was a bidet. A bidet for God’s sake! I wandered past the sink to the other door in the room. What other treasure I would find? But it was the almost familiar master bedroom where I’d already been.
There was a small tap at the door. Oh my, I’d been so busy exploring that I was probably late for the tour with Lotus. How to deal with that haughty bitch…Hmmm. I walked down the hall and opened the door. A gorgeous, young, red haired woman stood before me. Her skin was fair, with dark blue, almost violet eyes and lips that were full and red.
“Miss Morgan? Hi, I’m Ginger. Lotus sent me to fetch you for the tour of the facilities.” Her voice lilted with a faint accent. English? Australian?
“Please call me Cerise. Come in. Sir… I mean Nick told me I would be meeting you during the tour. I guess you’re going to give me lessons?” I stepped back and watched her enter the apartment. She wore a blue silk dress that clung to her narrow waist and round bottom. And yes, she was my equal in bra size.
“Yes, I’m to teach you the etiquette of a submissive around her Master. I’ll also help you become oriented to the equipment used in BDSM. Don’t worry; I won’t hurt you too badly.” She grinned at me and her eyes glinted playfully.
“Good, I think. Help me pick out something to wear will you? And why did Lotus send you to fetch me? Why didn’t she come herself? Was she too busy?” I walked into the bedroom and heard her following me.
“Well… She was working in the office on something. You know she’s been running things around here for the past couple of months, since Janice left.” She stepped into the closet and began rifling through the dresses hanging there.
“Yes, she told me that when I met her. I got the impression she wasn’t too happy to see a new Manager show up.” I looked at the dress she had selected. It was a red knit dress with a scooped neckline.
“This is a good dress for you to wear for your tour with Lotus. Red is a power color.” Her eyebrows rose up and her grin was mischievous. I liked her immediately.
“Can you give me a few minutes to take a shower before I dress? There should be wine or something to drink in the cupboard. God knows there’s every other thing here.” I smiled and turned to go back into my bathroom.
“Okay boss.” Her voice trailed over her shoulder already on her way to the kitchen.
I hung the robe on a hook and slipped what little clothing I was wearing, off. The water pressure was great as I rinsed myself. I applied soap between my legs and my thoughts were on Sir. I felt a stirring once more picturing the head of that magnificent cock. Stop. You have a job to do.
I dried myself and draped the towel over my body. In just a few minutes, I was dressed and slipping on red matching high heels. I touched up my makeup, and tried a new scent. Ginger was sitting on the sofa sipping a glass of white wine when I walked into the room.
“Well, what do you think?” I struck a pose; hand on hip, arched back.
“Fabulous. A great first impression for the staff.” She rose to her feet and walked to the kitchen to place the wine glass in the dishwasher.
On my way down the hallway, I noticed an envelope with my name handwritten on it, laid on the small table set there. There was something heavy inside and my fingers felt a small metal object. I tore it open and read the note.
Cerise,
Enjoy your tour and first day on the job. This is a master key to the whole building, including your apartment. Dev, you and I are the only ones with a master, so take care of it. See you at the party later.
Sir
I grinned and slipped the key inside the cup of my bra. Ginger was looking at me with a lopsided grin, curiosity in her eyes.
“Okay. Let’s go.” I followed her out the door and turned to lock it.
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