He removes and holds out his glossy leather belt with the tarnished silver buckle. I’m trained to fold and place it beside him in the chair, and I do. My heart pounds as I wonder if he’ll use it on me later, and where. On my ass? On my breasts? On my pussy? Will it leave me a rosy pink for hours, or marked for days?
He delivers his initial command. “Pet, focus.”
My eyes quickly dart to his, and I fight a smile. The game has begun. Sweet heaven awaits me. I’ve earned it.
“Do it.”
I have no doubt of his meaning. I lean forward so my breath strokes his clothing. His trousers give way under my gentle fingers as I unhook and unzip them down over the hard-on that may or may not belong to me.
“Shall I, Master?”
“You know better than to speak, brat.”
I smile to myself, proud to have provoked the words and freshly willing to embrace my submissive role.
I slide my arms behind me and manacle my right wrist with my left hand. I lean in to lick the underside of his ten-inch cock from root to tip. Center. Left. Right.
I haven’t looked up—he won’t allow it—but his breathing accelerates. I’m nothing if not attentive.
I awkwardly wrap my tongue around the head of his curved penis as it rests against his taut abdomen. My long black bangs tickle my eyelashes though my short bob remains tucked behind my ears. His muscles contract beneath me, taking my target farther away. That doesn’t matter. Within three seconds I have five inches of him in my mouth. I turn my head back and forth, my tongue rubbing all sides of the beautiful monster. His salty precome coats my mouth, and I back off to play in his slit.
“Stop.”
I freeze in place.
“Release.”
I resume my earlier position, this time with my hands on my knees.
“Stand. Turn. Bend.”
The orders are my favorites, and I execute them flawlessly.
His hands caress the fleshy globes of my ass, pulling them apart and bouncing them up and down. He exhales across my cheeks as he inspects the massive clear glass plug I inserted half an hour before.
“I’m not going to ask if you’re ready.” I don’t want you to.
He pulls the toy out slowly, fully aware of how I love the stretching of my anus as it exits. I hear the snap of latex, the squirt of lubricant. He enters me slowly, not because my body requires it but because he knows I relish it so. I groan in pleasure and my back arches. Then he’s inside me and pushing balls deep into the lube I added in hope of this very moment.
My pussy clenches, and my juices slick my inner thighs in excitement.
“Don’t come yet.”
Shit. He felt it. He always feels it. That’s why I chose him.
“Brace.”
I move through an awkward version of downward dog as we both go to our knees. He places his legs outside of mine and pushes them together. I shove back to regain his full penetration.
“Stop.”
Like a porn star, my Master has total control over his orgasms. We peak together without exception. Whatever he’s doing now, he’s doing for me.
I don’t have to wonder long as a vibrating rubber bullet strokes my clit. And he wants me to withhold my orgasm? Damn. He’s getting better all the time. Master settles the toy inside my soaking core and then places the belt between my teeth. The gag is a relief after speaking all day. “Quiet, Pet.”
He clasps my left hip in his hand, pulls out to the head, then rails me. Over and over I fight to keep my pussy clenched, my body stiff as he repeatedly rams his massive cock into my ass.
I taste the leather as I count to keep my mind tethered to sanity…eleven…twelve…Oh god!
My jaw opens and the belt clinks as it hits the floor. “Purple,” I moan. We have safewords—ones I’ve never used—but this is our unsafeword, the word that means I’m losing control.
“Give me three.”
One, two, three strokes and his prick pumps semen in rhythm with my contractions.
I scream my pleasure while he groans his. I collapse to my forearms as he drapes across my back. Our chests heave from our exertions.
Minutes later, our muscles slack, we struggle to stand. I release a sigh. There’s no point in trying to disguise my reaction to his power. I turn and face him so I can watch him pull off the condom before tucking his softening cock away. The ritualistic closure gives me peace.
“Excuse me, ma’am?” he blurts out as I begin to turn toward the locker room. “It’s been over two years. Don’t you want to know my name?”
I shake my head in response and smile. “I’ll see you next Thursday night.”
After all, a CEO should be relaxed for casual Friday, shouldn’t she?
ABOUT THE EDITOR
RACHEL KRAMER BUSSEL (rachelkramerbussel.com) is a New Jersey-based author, editor, blogger, and writing instructor. She has edited over sixty books of erotica, including Best Women’s Erotica of the Year, Volumes 1, 2 and 3; Best Bondage Erotica 2011-2015; Dirty Dates; On Fire; Come Again: Sex Toy Erotica; The Big Book of Orgasms; Begging For It; The Big Book of Submission; Lust in Latex; Anything for You; Baby Got Back: Anal Erotica; Suite Encounters; Going Down; Irresistible; Gotta Have It; Obsessed; Women in Lust; Surrender; Orgasmic; Cheeky Spanking Stories; Spanked; Fast Girls; Do Not Disturb; Suite Encounters; Tasting Him; Tasting Her; Please, Sir; Please, Ma’am; He’s on Top; She’s on Top; and Crossdressing. Her anthologies have won eight IPPY (Independent Publisher) Awards, and Surrender and Dirty Dates won the National Leather Association Samois Anthology Award.
Rachel has written for AVN, Bust, Cleansheets.com, Cosmopolitan, Curve, The Daily Beast, Elle.com, Fortune.com, TheFrisky.com, Glamour, Gothamist, Harper’s Bazaar, Huffington Post, Inked, Marie Claire, Newsday, New York Post, New York Observer, The New York Times, O: The Oprah Magazine, Penthouse, Refinery29, Rollingstone.com, The Root, Salon, San Francisco Chronicle, Slate, Time.com, Time Out New York, and Zink, among others. She has appeared on The Gayle King Show, The Martha Stewart Show, The Berman and Berman Show, NY1, and Showtime’s Family Business. She hosted the popular In the Flesh Erotic Reading Series, featuring readers from Susie Bright to Zane, speaks at conferences and does readings and teaches erotic writing workshops across the country and online. She Tweets @raquelita, blogs at lustylady.blogspot.com, and consults about erotica at eroticawriting101.com.
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