The Office Slave #4: Her New Master

by Opal Carew

  “What may I do to please you, Master?” she asked.

  His cock twitched with need. He longed to feel her lips around him. Maybe she’d leave a red ring of lipstick. He unzipped and pulled out his cock.

  She smiled and started to crouch.

  “Wait. Turn around.”

  She turned and he unfastened the buttons above the slit on her skirt, all the way to the top one just inches below her rounded ass. He ran a finger up the inside of her thigh, stopping at the top of the skirt opening. He wanted to touch her sweet pussy… to feel the wetness there… but not yet.

  “There. That will make it easier for you to kneel down.”

  She turned back to him and knelt, gazing into his eyes as she wrapped her hand around his cock. Oh, God, the feel of her delicate fingers around him set his heart racing. She leaned down, keeping her gaze locked with his, and brushed her lips over his tip, to his groan. She smiled, then wrapped her lips around his cockhead, gliding it into her mouth.

  He squeezed the clip holding her hair up and watched the mass of silk tumble to her shoulders, then he glided his fingers through it. She moved down his cock, taking it deeper. He coiled her hair around his hand and drew her head back. He guided her in a rhythm, forcing his cock deep into her throat with each pulse. His cock hardened to marble-hardness in moments.

  He drew her from his cock and lifted her head, still gripping her hair tightly. Then he drew her up, forcing her to stand. He released her hair and turned her away from him, then parted the fabric of her skirt. He ran his hand up her inner thigh, not stopping this time until he found her soft folds. He stroked and, to his delight, found her damp and ready.

  “You’re wet for me.”

  “Yes, Sir.” Her words were hoarse with need as he stroked her.

  He shimmied her skirt up enough to allow her free movement.

  “Sit. I want to be inside you.”

  He wrapped his hand around his cock and guided her down on him. She murmured softly as his thick, hard cock entered her. When he was all the way in, he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her tight to him. He nuzzled her neck and she murmured again.

  He unfastened the buttons on her blouse and cupped her breasts. “Fuck, I want to feel them.”

  He unhooked the bra and pushed it out of the way so he could hold her lusciously soft mounds in his hand. His thumbs brushed across her hardened nipples, making her moan.

  “Do you like me inside you, Sylvia?”

  “Oh, yes, Master.”

  “If I asked you to do something for me… something special… would you do it?”

  She turned and looked at him with wide eyes. “Of course, Master. Anything.”

  Of course he knew she would—she was a good slave—but this was different and would surprise her.

  “When I make you come this time, I want you to call me Erik. And I want you to say it as if you love me.”

  “I will.”

  “And maybe even…” God, could he really ask her to do this?

  “What is it, Mr. King? I’ll do anything for you.”

  “Maybe say that you love me.”

  Her face etched with concern, but she nodded.

  He smiled. “Good. Now I want to just sit and enjoy for a few minutes.”

  He squeezed her breasts and flickered his thumbs over her nipples. She shifted on his lap and his cock twitched inside her. He nuzzled her neck and could feel her pulse increasing.

  He shifted one hand to her skirt and slid underneath, then between her legs. He found her clit and stroked it lightly. Her breathing accelerated. She squirmed a little, causing his cock to shift inside her, making them both moan.

  The phone rang.

  She stopped moving as he reached for it.

  “King here.”

  “Sylvia, please,” Grant said on the other end.

  “It’s for you.” He handed her the phone and she gazed at him in surprise as she took it.

  She sat still, trying to level her breathing as she said, “hello”, but he kept stroking her clit lightly.

  Sylvia could barely think straight with Mr. King’s thick, hard cock deep inside her and his fingers toying with her clit.

  “Sylvia, it’s so good to hear your voice.”

  “Mr. Grant.” Her heart fluttered.

  “I wanted to know how you’re doing.”

  “Mr. King is taking good care of me.”

  He tweaked her clit just as she said “good” so the word came out a hint louder.

  Mr. King stroked her faster so she could barely concentrate on what Mr. Grant said next, but it was something about wanting to ensure she was happy. Oh, God, this was torture.

  “I’m very happy with Mr. King.” The words came out clipped, as she tried desperately to keep her voice from revealing what Mr. King was doing to her.

  “I’m glad. I just wanted to make sure you were alright.”

  Mr. King squeezed her nipple as his finger fluttered over her clit.

  “I am. Thank you,” she said, her voice tight.

  Mr. King took the phone from her hand. “Good enough, Grant?”

  Then he pushed a button and placed it back in its cradle.

  “Does my cock feel good inside you, my sweet.” He rocked it deeper into her.

  “Oh, yes, Mr. King.”

  “Tell me how it feels.”

  “It’s so hard and thick, and so good deep inside me. It feels incredible.”

  “Do you want me?”

  She arched against the hand cupping her breast.

  “Oh, yes, Sir. I want you so bad.”

  “Baby, I want to see your naked breasts. Turn around and face me, then slide my hard cock back inside you.”

  She stood up, his cock sliding from her passage, then she turned around and dropped her blouse from her shoulders. She tossed aside the bra.

  “That’s right, baby. Strip off your skirt, too.”

  She unzipped it and dropped it to the floor.

  He sighed. “I love seeing you naked. Now tell me what you’re doing.”

  “I’m wrapping my hand around your cock and pressing it to me.” She knelt on his leather chair and pressed his hard tip to her slickness. It was as hot as a branding iron. “Now I’m lowering myself onto your cock.”

  “How does it feel?” he murmured against her ear.

  “Oh, God,” she whimpered. “It feels so good.”

  He groaned. “Fuck me now, Sylvia.”

  “Yes, Master.” She gripped his shoulders and lifted her body, then lowered again.

  He grasped her hips and guided her up and down. His thick cock stroked her sensitive passage and pleasure rose within her. She was already so close from his teasing her clit.

  “I’m close, Mr. King. So close.”

  His big cock pumped into her.

  “Sylvia,” he murmured softly against her ear. “You make me feel so good.”

  Then he nipped her earlobe and as the pleasure swelled through her, she remembered what he’d asked.

  “Oh, you’re going to make me come.” Bliss blossomed within her. “Oh, yes.” She tightened her arms around him. “Erik… I… Oh, God.” Joy blasted through her. “Oh, Erik.” Then her voice turned to a high-pitched wail as she shot off to ecstasy.

  He kept thrusting, driving her pleasure higher and higher, her wail echoing through the room.

  “Ah, fuck, baby.” He jerked upward, and heat erupted inside her.

  She gasped and moaned again.

  Finally, she slumped against him. “Oh, Erik,” she murmured against his ear. “I love you.”

  Mr. Grant stared at the phone, his stomach so tight he thought it had turned to rock.

  Instead of hanging up, King had put the phone on speaker, so he would hear him fucking Sylvia. His gut had turned inside out when he’d heard her call King by his first name. Then when she’d said she loved him…

  Fuck!

 
But he wasn’t so sure. She might have convinced herself she loved him, especially to make her situation more palatable, or maybe King had commanded her. Maybe he wanted her love so much, he had her say it so he could convince himself it was true.

  But Mr. Grant was sure Sylvia’s heart was still his.

  And he’d thrown it away. God, he was a fucking fool.

  Sylvia was the best thing that had ever happened to him and his desire to keep a distance… to keep his heart unencumbered… had totally backfired. Because he knew now that he couldn’t live without her.

  Fuck, he had to find a way to get her back.

  If you enjoyed this story, you’ll love Opal’s hot new Mastered By series, a collection of standalone BDSM stories, the first of which is Played By The Master , but they can be read in any order.

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  Excerpts

  Her New Master is the fourth in Opal's Office Slave series. The Office Slave #5: Please, Master and The Office Slave #6: Yes, Sir will be released in early 2016.

  If you enjoyed Her New Master, you'll love the erotic short stories in both Opal's Mastered By and Three Happy Endings series. And if you like bikers, check out Opal's Ready To Ride biker series.

  For something more on the extremely hot, erotic romance side, take a look at Opal’s latest novel My Best Friend's Stepfather.

  Here are excerpts of the above stories:

  Opal Carew

  Played By The Master

  Jacqueline crashes a billionaire's exclusive poker game in order to seduce him into a favor to save her sister, but instead finds herself played by the Master.

  Jacqueline Bell desperately wants to help her sister out of a jam. But to do that, she has to find a way to talk to billionaire entrepreneur Race Danner, and have him drop the charges against her brother-in-law. She discovers he holds an exclusive poker game once a week and finds a way in.

  Race Danner is bored with his life, despite his wealth and extreme hobbies. He doesn't know exactly what he's looking for, but he'll know it when he sees it.

  When Jacqueline Bell walks into his life, he knows she's it. She wants something from him. And he wants her. A combination made in heaven. In a delicious game of cat and mouse, he will leverage his advantage to lure her into his game. And he fully intends to win.

  Warning: This story has Domination, submission, bondage, punishment, and a lot of other fun things, plus explicit, wild sexual encounters. After all, if you're going to play, play hard! ;)

  Mastered By The Boss

  Cinderella meets FiftyShades. An erotic tale of love and lust in the office.

  Kali goes to a masquerade party dressed as a sexy sub. She shouldn't let her friend talk her into it, but behind the anonymity of the mask, Kali's inhibitions fade away.

  Ryan Blair has wanted Kali from the first moment she started working for him six months ago. So when he sees a stunning stranger in a mask and sub costume who could easily pass for Kali, he decides to play out the fantasy of mastering his sexy little secretary. Maybe that will alleviate his constant yearning for her.

  When her wealthy, masterful boss takes Kali to the heights of ecstasy, not even knowing it's her, things start to spin out of control. When Ryan figures out that she was his Cinderella sub, their days in the office become a roller coaster of passionate, mind-blowing sexual pleasure. But Kali quickly realizes that all there will ever be between them is sex and she needs so much more than that.

  Should she walk away now before the pain of losing him becomes too much?

  Mastered By My Guardian

  Chelsea spent the past ten years rebelling against Zane's control. When her parents died, he became her guardian, controlling her trust fund and the company they shared. But hating the control he exerted on her did nothing to stop her from wanting him.

  When she refuses to obey his summons for a weekend meeting, he cuts off her money, leaving her in a strange city with no way to pay her hotel bill. Forced to accept his help and join him at his country house, she soon discovers his intention is not strictly business. When she experiences his potent masculine domination she finds the reality of being with Zane far exceeds her fantasies… leaving her wanting more.

  But can she surrender to this forbidden love and be mastered by her guardian?

  Opal Carew

  Three men are better than one...

  Secrets, surprises, and surrender - three torrid tales of triple passion!

  THREE

  Hot steamy dreams... a sexy stranger... and his two brothers... all add up to a sexy adventure she'll never forget.

  Lori's steamy dreams about a hot hard stranger are hitting fever pitch. She needs way more than eye contact and a smile across a crowded subway station. An instant connection sizzled between them and now Lori, who's never believed in love at first sight, is its helpless victim.

  When Lori goes to her best friend's cabin for the weekend to spend time with Marie, her new husband and his brothers, she's surprised to wind up face-to-face with her fantasy stranger. But he's Marie's husband!

  When she meets his brothers, however, she finds that there just might be a way to make her dream come true.

  Now Lori is experiencing her wildest fantasy yet, three ultra-sexy men all focused on her. But she wants more than a steamy dream brought to life. Because she's in love. But can her sexy stranger return her love?

  THREE MEN AND A BRIDE

  What do you do when you can't stop lusting after your new husband's two gorgeous brothers?

  Can Marie successfully suppress her fantasies of the three brothers making wild, luxuriant love to her, or will she have to endanger her happy marriage by admitting her feelings to her husband, Drake?

  Although this is the second story in the erotic THREE series, this steamy read is the prequel to Three. You can enjoy THREE MEN AND A BRIDE on its own, or after you have read THREE.

  THREE SECRETS

  Keeping one secret is intriguing. Two is naughty. Three... deserves to be punished.

  Sharing secrets has never been so exhilarating...

  When they met in Paris, Nicole and Abel enjoyed a sensual, romantic two month fling. The last thing Nicole wanted was to fall head over heels for this sweet, loving man, because she knew he would never accept the truth about her. Unfortunately, the heart wants what it wants, and hers wanted Abel. But Nicole was not one to be controlled by anyone or anything, so once they returned home, she walked away.

  When the pain of losing Abel became too much, Nicole finally decided to share her secret with him. Little did she know he had a secret of his own.

  Will Abel's secret extinguish Nicole's craving for him once and for all? Will Nicole's revelation bring Abel to his knees?

  Opal Carew

  I knew this story could launch my career, but I never thought it would lead me down a path of sin and decadence...bondage and submission. He was my subject; I became his slave.

  Ashley's first lead feature as a reporter should have been simple: interview Darien Gallagher, a real life Dom, for a magazine article and launch her career as a leading journalist, but with Dare, nothing is ever simple... Mysterious, wealthy, sexy as sin, and completely off limits, Ashley knows she shouldn't crave his touch, his kiss, but she does. Even though he's her best friend's stepfather...

  What started for Dare as a lesson in domination suddenly has become so much more. He knows Ash is younger, more sheltered, friends with his forme
r stepdaughter, but he can't deny the spark between them, even though he knows it's wrong.

  With every word, every lesson, Dare tests Ash's resolve and pushes her boundaries. While Adam, Ashley's boss, has her craving things she shouldn't. The assignment that was supposed to land her on the top is about to topple her to her knees.

  Excerpt

  “So how do we get started?” Ashley asked as she sat on the couch again.

  “Stand up and come over here.”

  At his tone, she instantly pushed herself to her feet and walked toward him.

  “Good. As I told you, a submissive follows her master’s commands instantly and without question.”

  The word master sent a shiver down her spine. During these sessions, Dare would be her master. He would command her to do things. She had no idea what those things would be.

  “Now turn around. Slowly, so I can look at you.”

  She turned, aware of his gaze gliding the length of her body. Why had she worn such tight jeans? She should have worn something more business appropriate.

  What would his orders be? As she continued to turn, an image flashed through her mind of sitting on a chair in front of him, totally naked. In the image, he leaned forward and with his gaze gliding down her torso, commanded her to open her legs.

  “Stop.”

  She stopped turning, facing him again.

  “Pour me a glass of wine.”

  His gaze shifted to the bottle of wine and the single stemmed glass beside it. She stepped forward and picked up the bottle, then poured the dark burgundy liquid into his glass. He held out his hand and she picked up the glass and handed it to him.

  He nodded, then took a sip.

  “Would you like some?”

  She nodded.

  “The proper response is, ‘Yes, Master.’”

  Her gaze darted to his. “Uh . . . yes, Master.”

  “Come over here and kneel in front of me.”

  She drew in a deep breath. A part of her wanted to rebel, but a stronger part wanted to do exactly what he said. With shaky legs, she walked toward him, then knelt on the plush carpet. She was only inches from him. His strong, masculine aura surrounded her. Exciting her. Heat pulsed through her.