“Tell the Senator I’m here.”
As I reach for the phone, I feel his eyes boring into me. Looking up, I am slightly taken aback as I see the greed in his eyes. He is a large man who is a powerful force around here. Like Scott, he sits with the President and controls the world outside. He holds immense power and fills the staff with fear. He must be in his late forties and by all accounts is married to another daughter of the Washington Elite. Unlike Shelby, his wife is as powerful as him. She’s a Judge and feared in the courts. No nonsense and driven by success. Where Shelby is polished and beautiful, Judge Vincent is plain and hard.
As I look into the eyes of her husband I shiver inside. I don’t like the look he’s shooting me. He licks his lips, and I feel stripped bare. The door opens and breaks the spell and Scott greets him like a long-lost friend. They slap each other on the back and head towards his office. Looking back Scott barks, “Amelia, coffee!”
My heart sinks. Two more days and desperately counting.
My heart thumps as I enter the office, balancing the tray of coffee and biscuits and willing my shaking hands not to spill a drop.
The two men are deep in conversation but stop as I enter.
I feel nervous as they both watch me silently and set the tray down on the desk.
Nervously, I look at Scott.
“Can I get you anything else, Sir?”
He smirks and looks at his friend.
“What do you say, Grady? Would you like anything else from Amelia?”
My heart freezes as Grady runs his hand up my leg and under my skirt. Scott just looks at him with interest and I shudder as I feel his fingers slip inside my panties. I look at Scott in shock and he glares at me icily, forbidding me to move with just that one look.
The fingers dip inside me and Grady laughs softly.
“Mm. Your assistant is every bit as amenable as you told me she was. I will look forward to working her hard in your absence.”
I look up in shock and move away. I don’t care that it causes a frown to cross the face of the man opposite me. I stutter. “I’m sorry, Sir; what did you say?”
Scott glares at me angrily.
“I told you, Amelia. Whilst I’m away you will not be complacent. Grady has a project that he could use some help with and I have offered your services. You will report to him on Monday morning and do whatever he tells you.”
I look at Grady with shock and feel sick as I see the lust in his eyes. He raises his finger to his lips and licks it pointedly. Then he growls.
“You will find me a hard task master, Amelia. I expect my staff to give me their all. You will be no exception.”
My legs start to shake and I look at Scott in despair.
“But I have booked leave.”
He shakes his head. “You had booked leave, but I canceled it. Your work is more important. The country needs to be able to count on its workers. Just because I will be away it doesn’t stop working. Do as I say, Amelia, if you value your job.”
I blink to keep the tears from falling. My head is buzzing and I can’t focus on anything but my need to run.
Scott leans on his desk and says darkly.
“I will be checking up on you. If I hear that Grady is displeased with your services then I will not hold back on my return. You must afford him everything you do me and don’t hold back. I will be disappointed in you if you do and you know what I do when I am disappointed.”
I nod miserably. “Of course, Sir. You can count on me.”
He settles back in his chair and smiles at Grady.
“See. I told you Amelia was good. She won’t disappoint you.”
Grady nods and looks at me hungrily. “I sure hope so, for her sake.”
As I turn to leave, I take the sound of their laughter ringing in my ears. Biting my lip, I try to keep the tears from falling. It feels as if a prison door has slammed shut behind me. I need to think about this and fast.
5
The rest of the day passes in a blur. I go through the motions but my head is pounding. I can see everything I have planned melting away in a sea of despair. I should have known that he wouldn’t leave me to my own devices for two weeks. I never thought he would loan me out to that arrogant creep Grady though. The bile rises in my throat at the mere thought of him. The meaning was crystal clear. Grady is going to take Scott’s place for the next two weeks and there's not a thing I can do about it.
6pm comes and Didi packs up her things. I don’t miss the worried look she throws my way as she raises her eyes.
“You coming, honey?”
Shaking my head, I look at her miserably.
“I have to work late to make up for my late start.”
Didi looks at me angrily.
“Five minutes late, that’s all it was. The man’s a monster.”
I bite my lip to contain the tears threatening to fill my eyes. I just shrug.
“It’s fine. I need to finish the Jefferson file off, anyway.”
Didi looks concerned.
“Listen, Amelia. Say no if you want but I am having a get-together tomorrow night. Nothing fancy, just me, Tony and a few friends.”
She winks and says lightly.
“A few of them are single and really hot. You never know, you may fancy one of them.”
Before I can answer we hear a terse voice say,
“Amelia, in my office now.”
I smile at Didi apologetically and head inside.
Almost before the door closes, he is on me. He pushes me against the wall of his office-hard.
Kicking my legs apart he pushes my top up over my breasts. He bites them hard and then pushes my panties away roughly. In no time at all, he unbuckles his belt and releases his hard-throbbing dick. As he thrusts inside me forcefully, he growls,
“You are mine, Amelia. Nobody else’s. Remember that, whilst I’m away. Grady may have the use of your body but your heart and mind are all mine. There will be no socializing with other men and I expect your loyalty.”
He carries on thrusting gripping my arms and holding me in place. I feel my desire flooding through me as he gives me what I crave so much - Him.
The whole thing is quick, brutal and incredibly hot. This man possesses me in a way that excites the hell out of me.
As he explodes inside me I quickly follow. Our breathing is labored, and the sweat runs down our bodies, merging as one. Then he sinks against me, grabbing hold of me possessively. He says softly.
“You make me lose my mind, Amelia. I can think of nobody but you. Your face and body fill my thoughts every waking hour and the thought of you with another man is killing me inside.”
He draws back and looks into my eyes. I am taken aback with the tenderness that I see and my heart races a little faster.
Stroking the side of my face he whispers,
“I may fuck Shelby but it’s your face I see. Your body I touch and your voice I hear. She may soon have my name but you have my heart. We are two sides of a matching coin. We belong together and you will be the woman I grow old with. You may not bear my children but you will be my only love. When I walk down that aisle it will be your face I see waiting for me. When I pledge my vows, it will be to you. You are mine, Amelia, nobody else’s, not ever. We just need to get through this charade and then our worlds will balance once again.”
My eyes fill with tears as I see the incredible love in his eyes. He means every word, I can see that. He is a victim of his position and is as much a prisoner as I am, in a world that has no parole option. He is right, we are two of a kind. I want this as much as he does, if not more. Reaching up I hold my hand to his face and he clasps his hand to it. I smile and say softly.
“We will get through this, Master. I feel the same as you. I think of you every hour of the day; I crave your touch and feel desolate when you withdraw from me. Seeing you with another fills me with jealousy and my body melts when you honor me with just one look. I am yours, mind, body and soul and will always do whatever y
ou ask. You own me, you have for some time. Don’t worry about me, I’ll be fine.”
Then he kisses me hard and fast. I feel his pain and desperation and something shifts within me. He may control me in every way, but the real power is mine. Despite what I told him a plan is beginning to form in my mind. Only I have the power to end this for both our sakes. I will not let him down.
6
As I get ready to go out for the evening, I wonder where we are heading. Scott told me to go home and dress for dinner. This is his last night of freedom and he has arranged something special. Tomorrow night he will be expected to entertain the wedding guests and he will leave me with the promise of two weeks of hell.
I take care with my appearance. I choose my black lacy underwear that he loves so much. I rub the expensive cream into my body and spray the scent he loves so much. For once I take a great deal of care in styling my hair and applying my makeup. As I slip into the clinging black dress and climb onto my six-inch heels, I am pleased with the results.
This may be our last night and I want it to count for something.
At 8pm I hear the horn outside. Grabbing my coat, I head out to join him.
His driver nods as I slip into the rear of the regulation black car and slide beside him.
My breath catches as I smell his distinctive scent and see the hunger in his eyes.
He maintains a distance; after all, in public, we have a professional relationship. To everybody else, I am accompanying him on a business dinner as I’ve done countless times before.
As we head off, we say nothing.
I look out of the window at the scenery flashing past and wonder where we’re going. He told me that wherever it is, was long overdue. A special night planned. I wonder what it could be.
The car draws up outside an impressive town house in the center of the city.
The driver gets out and opens the door and we stand on the sidewalk looking up at the huge property. This place is worth millions; the district alone dictates that. I follow Scott inside and look around with interest. A man appears and we hand him our coats. He nods respectfully and disappears without a word. I hear voices coming from an open door and Scott looks at me, his eyes flashing with excitement.
In a low voice, he whispers.
“Tonight, Amelia, you join the club for good. This is our wedding of sorts. This will bind us together forever and whatever you see or hear within these walls must never be spoken of. Do I make myself clear?”
I nod nervously, not really knowing what I have just agreed to.
Taking my hand, he leads me inside.
We enter a large impressive room. All around us are people dressed to impress. The women are wearing sexy dresses and the men smart dinner suits. I recognize many faces but the rest are strangers. I register that Scott’s band of brothers are all present. The men that flank the President on all sides and my heart flips as I see the great man himself. The air is stifling. The power in this room is intoxicating and the atmosphere full of expectancy. All around the room is a general buzz of excitement.
As they see us coming, the President walks over smiling and thumps Scott on the back.
“Good to see you, Scott. This is your last proper night of freedom. Don’t worry we will make sure it’s a good one.”
His gaze falls to me and I feel the blush rising as he looks me up and down. He licks his lips and smiles.
“And here is your lovely assistant, Amelia. It’s good of you to give up your evening my dear.”
I almost want to curtsey but just smile at him shyly.
The President moves away and Scott squeezes my hand.
“Good girl. Just do whatever we say and you will be fine.”
A waiter thrusts a drink into my hand and I take a large gulp. Something doesn’t feel right about this. I’m not sure why but I have a terrible feeling that I’m not going to like whatever it is they have planned.
Scott is soon swallowed up by his band of brothers and I sit perched nervously on the edge of the settee. A young girl is sitting next to me and is almost shivering with fright. I don’t recognize her and think she looks young; maybe still a teenager. She sips her drink and licks her lips nervously.
I look at her and smile.
“Hi, my name’s Amelia. This is all a little intimidating, wouldn’t you agree?”
She looks at me nervously and nods.
“Yes, I’ve never been anywhere like this in my life. I’m Ashton by the way.”
I detect a southern drawl and am struck by how innocent she looks. She has beautiful blonde hair and blue eyes. Her dress looks expensive but her accent gives her away. She is out of her depth here and knows it.
I smile encouragingly.
“It will be fine. Who are you with?”
She gestures towards one of Scott’s friends.
“Todd Preston.”
I look at her in surprise. Todd Preston is also a Senator and I know he has a girlfriend. His PA is Addison, a no nonsense New Yorker, who is extremely intimidating. Before I can ask her how she knows him he saunters over and looks at her with a loaded promise in his eyes. He nods to me.
“Hi, Amelia. You’re looking lovely as always.”
I feel uncomfortable at the look he is giving me and just smile.
“Thank you, Mr Preston.”
Scott comes over and watches with interest. I see the look he gives Ashton, and it unsettles me. They are both looking at her with intent and hunger in their eyes. Alarm bells start ringing loudly in my head. Something isn’t right.
Suddenly, somebody calls, “Dinner is served.”
I take Scott’s hand and follow him along with everyone else, into a room that is laid out with the most amazing table that I have ever seen. White tablecloths hold polished silver cutlery. Expensive glasses nestle among crisp white napkins and the candles burn brightly amongst beautiful floral arrangements. It takes my breath away.
I sit quietly next to Scott and take it all in. To my dismay, Grady sits the other side of me and I steel myself for a difficult evening ahead.
He leans towards me and whispers.
“I shall look forward to getting to know you much better, Amelia.”
I just smile thinly and look at who is on his other side. I don’t recognize her but she is a beautiful woman. She has long brown hair that gleams and her lips are painted bright red. I watch as her hand moves under the table and she fondles Grady, squeezing his dick through the fabric of his trousers. I watch him harden in her hands and turn away in disgust.
Scott turns to me and says in a low voice.
“Eat as much as you can, Amelia because you will need your strength for later.”
His hand runs up my skirt and I feel his fingers push the fabric of my panties aside. He plays with me until I feel the excitement consume me. He knows how to turn me on and it appears that even the President sitting opposite us won’t distract him from his need. I almost spit out my wine as he finds the spot and I come all over his hand.
He settles back and looks at me with dark, heavy, lust filled eyes. “Good girl. That’s just for starters.”
As we eat, I am conscious of everyone at the table. The women are all beautiful and attentive to their men. Some look comfortable and others nervous. I see many a hand disappears under the table and catch the eye of Ashton sitting at the end. She looks utterly terrified and I see Todd run his fingers down her arm and then under the table.
I am jolted back as I feel Grady slipping his hands under my skirt. I try to shift away but he pulls me back and inserts his fingers inside me. I feel sick as he jabs them in and out as the girl next to him rubs his dick. Then I notice the woman next to Scott disappears under the table. The next thing I know she is unzipping his trousers and I watch in shock as she sucks his dick. All the time they keep up the conversation. There is a lot of laughing and joking and I look around me with disbelief. Several of the women are now missing and now I know why. I feel ill at what may happen. This is too much.
Why would Scott bring me here?
7
Dinner is over and we head back into the large reception room. I notice that many couples disappear upstairs and look for Ashton. She is standing next to Todd, looking terrified as he holds her against his side. Grady is talking to them and I see the same hunger in his eyes as he looks at her. Scott leans down and whispers. “That girl is in for the night of her life.”
I look at him sharply. “What do you mean?”
He grins. “Let’s just say there’s a first time for everything.”
He turns away and I feel sick. I was right. Ashton is in way over her head. If I’m right, she has never been with a man before. The more I look at her, the younger she seems. This isn’t right.
Then I watch helplessly as Todd propels her towards the stairs. He grins back at the guys and they laugh softly. Scott turns to me and takes my hand.
“Shall we?”
I whisper, “Shall we what?”
He smiles mysteriously. “I promised you something different, didn’t I?”
As I follow him upstairs, I hope he’s just referring to the location.
He takes me to a grand room with a huge four-poster bed dominating its center. He moves across and kicks off his shoes.
Turning to me his eyes flash and he says harshly.
“Take off your clothes.”
I do as he asks and remove every piece of clothing slowly and carefully. He beckons me towards him and pulls me down to my knees before him. He says huskily.
“Were you jealous seeing another mouth on my dick?”
I nod. “Yes Master.”
He laughs softly. “Then show me how it’s really done.”
I release his throbbing dick and take him in my mouth. I suck and lick him until he groans with pleasure. He pulls me up and onto his lap and I help him out of the rest of his clothes. Then he swings me around and pushes me down on the bed carefully. He then proceeds to take his time and tastes every part of me until I almost scream with need. This time he is slow and tender. He makes love to me like a woman desires to be loved. There is no pain just blissful ecstasy. This is the drug I need. The man I love worshipping me with his body. Tonight, we are lovers. No words are spoken, just gentle kisses followed by more demanding ones. We explore each other bodies as though it’s our first time. There is not an inch on his body that I don’t love and the same for me. The feelings he brings out in me blow my mind and remind me why I love him so much. This man is everything to me. He may be harsh and brutal but he has a softer side that I crave just as much. This is what I need; the drug I am addicted to. As he fills me completely I am consumed with desire. I say breathlessly, “Fuck me, Master.”
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