by A. Anders
When her workday came to an end, Lucy had gotten no closer to solving her mystery. Now ready to go home, she wondered what she was supposed to do with the paddles. Was she really supposed to just leave it in her desk? What good were they if they were here? Were they just something to make her fantasize about her two men dominating her?
Coming to no clear conclusion, Lucy got up deciding to leave the paddles where they were. Having received no other instructions for the night, she thought it best to follow the one she got to the letter. Cristiano never did anything by chance. And more than that, when it came to their games, he never made mistakes.
Leaving her office headed for the elevator, she saw Peter doing the same. Reminded again about her note and the kiss between them, Lucy couldn’t think of what to say. Waiting at the elevator with two others, Lucy said nothing.
Riding it down to the garage, she peeked over at Peter a few times. His eyes were locked forward. Why was he acting like this? Was he embarrassed about the kiss? Was this another part of Cristiano’s game?
Exiting the elevator Lucy took a final look over at Peter. When he didn’t return her gaze and instead walked off, Lucy headed in the opposite direction for her car. Certainly Cristiano would text her now, wouldn’t he? Having lived with Peter, Cristiano had to know what time work ended at their office. He had to know that she would be hungry for the night’s instructions.
Starting her car she wondered if he was doing this on purpose. Was he making her wait to build up her anticipation? If he was, it was certainly working.
It was not until Lucy was at home and walking up to her condo that she got Cristiano’s next message. It read:
‘Tonight you will be at my bar at 9 PM. You will wear a short skirt without underwear, and a jacket without a blouse or bra. You will not communicate with Pete until I give you permission. When you prove that you have been a good girl and have followed all of my instructions, you will get the rules for the night.’
Lucy’s heart beat harder after reading the text. Cristiano hadn’t forgotten about the night and it seemed that he had decided on the rules of their game. Heat emanated from Lucy’s body as she thought about it. She was ready for the night to begin.
Ever since she had felt it pressed against her, she couldn’t stop thinking about Peter’s cock. What would it be like for her to hold it in her hands? What would it feel like as he slid himself inside of her?
Tingling all over, Lucy moved aimlessly through her condo. She could barely sit still. Removing her work clothes and bra, she sat on the bed in her panties. Pushing her hand between her thighs, she grabbed her crotch to relieve the yearning. Her pussy pulsed with heat.
Deciding that she needed to get something to eat, she had a meal delivered. A mixture of horny and nervous, she only finished a little of it. And hopping in the shower after that, she got herself ready for the night.
As 9 o’clock approached, she headed out. Deciding not to drive, she took a taxi. Arriving at the bar, her heart thumped. Entering and looking around, she felt like ants were crawling under her skin. She was so turned on that she could barely stand it.
When Lucy spotted Cristiano behind the bar, she lost her breath staring at him. He was so beautiful. There was still a part of her that couldn’t believe that a guy, who most women would fight over, wanted to be with her. How had she gotten so lucky? What had she done to deserve him?
Summoning her strength she snapped herself out of her trance and made her way to the bar. As she got closer she recognized the person who sat with his back to her. It was Peter. He was dressed in a suit and even from the back, he looked gorgeous.
Headed to the empty stool next to Peter, Cristiano spotted her and placed a glass of wine on the bar three seats away from him. Lucy was momentarily confused but quickly understood. He didn’t want her and Peter sitting together. She wasn’t sure why but she assumed it was a part of his game.
Lucy sat and looked down the bar at Peter. She was sure that he could see her but he refused to look up from his drink. Cristiano approached Lucy and leaned over the bar to whisper in her ear.
“You will not speak to Pete until I give you permission. Is that clear?” He said in a low, stern tone.
Nervously exhilarated, Lucy agreed by shaking her head.
“Good,” Cristiano said before leaning back a bit. “Tonight there will be three rules. When you have drunk a third of your wine, you will get the first rule. After another third, you will get the second rule. When you have finished your wine, you will get the third rule. Is that clear?”
Forcing herself to speak, she said, “yes”.
Cristiano looked at her momentarily displeased but then stood back up and walked away.
Lucy watched him go. Everything about what was going on excited her. Unsure if she should, she peeked over at Peter. He sat still staring at his drink. He had a serious look on his face that made Lucy wonder what the night would hold. When a couple took the two stools between her and Peter, Lucy looked away.
Turning her attention back to her drink, she wanted to lift the glass and knock the whole thing back. She knew that she couldn’t, though. Cristiano always designed the games to build anticipation. She imagined that if she drank the entire glass, he wouldn’t give her all of the rules at once. He would simply pour another glass and reset the game to the beginning.
Taking hold of her glass Lucy took a sip of the wine. She recognized the flavor. It was her favorite. If she had needed another sign that he had gotten his memory back, this would’ve been it. Unable to stop herself, she took another sip quickly consuming the first third. She had tried to take her time with it, but her desire had gotten the better of her.
Having completed the first task, Lucy pushed the stem of the glass between her fingers and placed her palm on its base. She was hoping that it would draw Cristiano’s attention. It didn’t. He was making the drinks for the couple next to her.
Waiting for his attention, Lucy felt the ache between her legs grow. She desperately wanted to drink the entire glass and force the night to begin. She didn’t. Squeezing her legs together, she made herself be patient instead.
Once the couple had received and paid for their drinks, Cristiano’s eyes bounced over to Lucy’s glass. With almost no reaction, he approached her and leaned across the bar to whisper into her ear.
“You will have safe words tonight. To stop, you will say Apple. To wait, you will say banana. To restart, you will say grapes. Repeat it back to me,” he demanded.
Lucy did what she was told.
Hearing his words echoed back correctly, he leaned away and returned to his work. As she watched, he leaned over the bar and whispered something into Peter’s ear. Afterwards, Peter looked up surprised and stared into Cristiano’s eyes. Cristiano stared back unyieldingly. Getting no response, Peter looked across the bar at Lucy. Their eyes met for second before Peter looked away and searched his thoughts.
Very curious about what was said, Lucy looked up at Cristiano. He was looking back. After a moment of eye contact, Cristiano also walked away.
Lucy could barely stand not knowing what was going on. Needing to know more, she lifted the glass to her lips and drank another third of her wine. She knew that this wasn’t exactly how Cristiano had planned it. But she couldn’t help it. She needed to know more.
After Cristiano didn’t immediately turn back, she decided to get his attention. Every time he got close to looking her way, she stuck her hand into the air to signal him. When he still didn’t see her, Lucy became frustrated. It was like he was ignoring her. It was like it was another part of his game.
When Cristiano did finally look in her direction, he approached her with a pleased look on his face.
“Yes?” He said ignoring her glass.
“I think it’s time for another rule,” Lucy said pointing at her wine.
Cristiano looked down at her glass. “No, not yet,” he said pleased with himself.
Cristiano made a move to walk away.
“Wait,” Lucy insisted. Taking another sip, Lucy placed the glass on the bar and waited for the level to settle. Once it did she looked back up at Cristiano. “How about now?”
Cristiano leaned over and took a long look at the glass. After much longer than Lucy thought necessary, he looked at her and agreed. Leaning closer to her ear, he whispered, “Tonight you will refer to me and Pete as Sir. In other words, yes, Sir. No, Sir. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Sir,” she replied.
“Good,” he said as he pulled away.
“Wait, Sir. Does this mean that I can talk to Peter now?” She asked feeling desperate for someone’s touch.
Cristiano looked at her for a moment. “You may now talk to Pete,” he told her.
As Cristiano pulled away, Lucy immediately looked down the bar towards Peter. Making plans to rush to him, she discovered that he was gone. Turning around and scanning the room she couldn’t find him anywhere. Had he gone to the bathroom?
Lucy looked at the glass that sat in front of where Peter had sat. It was empty. As someone quickly took the open bar stool, Lucy began to consider that Peter had left.
Had Peter abandoned their night? Did Cristiano plan go too far causing Peter to refuse? What was going on? Lucy didn’t know and decided that she would finish the last of her wine and find out.
Knowing that she couldn’t just knock the rest of it back, she took a sip. Lucy wasn’t much of a drinker and she could already start to feel the effects of the alcohol. Not only was she becoming more courageous but she was feeling desperate to be dominated. She needed to be held and controlled. She needed to feel the stinging touch of leather across her ass.
Taking another sip and then another, eventually there was nothing left in the glass. Returning it to the bar she wondered if it was a good idea to have finished it so quickly. The thought didn’t last long. Meeting Cristiano’s eyes again, she decided that whatever was going to happen couldn’t begin soon enough.
Cristiano looked at her and offered her a pleased smile. He swaggered as he approached and this time leaning over the bar he spread his arms occupying as much of the space as he could.
Leaning close to her ear he said, “You will now go to your office, sit at your desk and wait,” Cristiano demanded unwaveringly.
Lucy looked at Cristiano surprised. She hadn’t expected that. “Back to my office, Sir?”
Cristiano stared at her knowing that he didn’t have to say it again.
Lucy hadn’t known what would happen next but she certainly hadn’t expected this. It wasn’t even 10 o’clock. Cristiano wouldn’t be off of work until after 2 AM. Why would he tell her to go so early if he wouldn’t have the chance to join her for hours? Was this her punishment for drinking the wine so quickly? Perhaps it was better for her to have another glass before she left.
“Go now, Sir?”
“Now!” Cristiano commanded.
That was all her master had to say. Lucy got up, crossed the bar and exited to the street. There, she called a taxi. It arrived and she poured herself into it.
Her office was very close. The ride didn’t give her much time to consider what the night would entail. There had been games where he had left her tied up for what felt like hours. Although she had the ability to end their game at any time, she didn’t. She desired to fulfill her master’s wishes. She had the feeling that tonight would be one of those nights.
As Lucy arrived at the building, she wondered how hard it would be to get in. Her key card which she had instinctually slipped into her clutch, got her into the two main doors. Her next obstacle was the security guard behind the desk.
“I need to get up to my office,” she told the older dark-skinned man.
“Twelfth floor?” The man asked to Lucy’s surprise.
“Yes.”
Lucy considered asking him how he knew but decided that the fewer questions the better. She didn’t want to draw too much attention to herself in case tonight’s game got wilder than she expected.
The security guard walked Lucy to the elevator and he used his key card to allow her to go up. Lucy’s mind flashed with all the possible things she might find. What could Cristiano be planning on doing? And why here?
When the elevator opened onto her floor, Lucy headed to the main door. Their company was the only one on the floor. Entering it she found it empty. It was also dark. Not wanting to draw attention to her presence, she made her way to her office. Leaving the lights off as she closed the door, she sat behind her desk.
Lucy sat and stared at the door for a moment. Nothing stirred. Spinning her chair she faced the large window behind her desk. From where she sat she could see the lights of the entire city. Directly across the street was another office building. She wondered how many people were sitting at their desk in the dark staring back at her.
It was as she looked closer at the windows that Lucy heard the door handle behind her squeak. Her heart pounded as she spun around. Backlit by the faint lights in the hallway entered a man. Lucy strained to see who it was. A few steps into the room it became clear. Lucy stood up and stared at him unsure of what she should do.
“Come here!” the good looking man said.
“Yes, Sir,” Lucy replied.
Circling her desk she stood staring at him. Her chest rose and fell quickly waiting for her next command. She didn’t have to wait long.
“Undress,” Peter ordered her with an authority that Lucy had never seen before.
Lucy’s breath hitched. Her eyes darted behind him. The door was open. Anyone walking by would see them. She lifted her hand to point at it.
“Sir?” She said indicating her concern.
“Undress!” Peter demanded as if the open door was intentional.
Lucy’s heart thumped as she turned her focus back to the gorgeous man. He was much taller than her and looked down at her with authority. His broad shoulders, the way he stood tall, he gave her no impression that she could resist.
Unbuttoning her jacket she felt her nipples kissed by the cool office air. Lowering her skirt, she felt more than just naked. She felt exposed. It was exhilarating.
“Good girl,” Peter said sounding like Cristiano. “Now, suck my cock,” he next ordered.
Hearing those words, Lucy immediately remembered their kiss. She had felt his manhood. It was more than she could’ve imagined. Slowly walking towards him, she remained locked in on his eyes.
Close enough that their bodies could touch, Lucy stopped. Reaching down and unbuckling his belt, her hand brushed something hard below. It was pushing on his waistband wanting to be free.
With his belt unbuckled and pants unlatched, the head of his cock sprung past his waist. She could feel it. Unable to look away any further, she looked down. Suddenly needing it in her mouth, she slowly lowered herself to her knees, unzipped his pants and reached into his boxer briefs freeing his cock.
As Lucy’s hand traveled down his tool she was shocked to learn how far it continued. He was huge. Taking hold of it before lowering his underwear, it was thicker than a handful. She couldn’t wait to get it into her mouth and she got her wish as she gripped his shaft with both hands and worked the head of his cock between her moist lips.
Gently stroking his cock while she sucked, her tongue played with his head. She felt so powerful gripping his cock. It was as if she had his life in her hands. Lowering a hand to his balls she gently massaged them as she continued to stroke. She loved sucking him so much. The only thing she could imagine being better would be feeling his thickness slowly pushing into her dripping pussy.
“Good girl,” another voice said surprising Lucy.
Slowing but not stopping, a jolt traveled through Lucy’s body as she remembered that she was naked at work. Whoever it was could see her body. But her fear turned to pleasure as she recognized the voice. She wasn’t sure how, but it was Cristiano. Both of her men were now there and her pussy clenched with anticipation.
Not stopping what she was doing, Lucy heard Cr
istiano step closer. Focused on the gorgeous instrument in her hands, she felt Peter’s body wobble as Cristiano took hold of him. When Peter’s jacket hit the ground she knew what Cristiano was doing. When his shirt followed, Lucy peaked up needing to see what she imagined.
The light from the nearby buildings showed Lucy everything she needed to see. Cristiano’s muscular mocha arm was wrapped around Peter’s pale chest. Cristiano’s free hand was clutching Peter’s chin. With Peter’s face turned, their tongues extended and they kissed. Lucy couldn’t imagine anything hotter.
Turned on even more than she thought she would be, Lucy groaned feeling the ache in her loins. Sucking Peter’s monster cock, she suddenly needed to be touched herself. Pushing the cock as deep into her throat as she could, she leaned to the side so that her arm brushed Peter’s leg. The sensation sent a wave of pleasure through her body.
Stroking his cock more vigorously, she looked up in time to see Cristiano slowly thrust and Peter tilt his head back and groan. Peter’s cock stiffened as he did. It was then that, without warning, Cristiano let go of Peter and stepped away.
“Get up,” Cristiano ordered Lucy.
Lucy, hungry for more, let go of Peter’s flinching cock and stood up. She was no longer the only one naked. Peter was as well. The only one still dressed was Cristiano. And looking like the master of his domain, he focused his piercing eyes on Lucy causing her naked body to tingle.
“Today, you received a package,” Cristiano told her.
“Yes, Sir,” Lucy acknowledged excitedly.
“Get it now,” Cristiano demanded.
Lucy left her position in front of the two men and retreated to her desk. Opening her bottom drawer she retrieved a box. Cradling it in her hands she looked up at Cristiano needing to know what to do next.
“Bring them to us,” Cristiano ordered.
Stepping towards her two men, Lucy felt like she was going to explode. Removing the lid, she presented the two paddles to her masters. Peter reached into the box retrieving one and Cristiano took the box and retrieved the other. Tossing the box aside Cristiano looked Lucy in the eyes as he undressed. As Cristiano’s clothes hit the ground, Lucy looked back and noticed the door was now closed.