by Berry, Kitty
D-
Damian Stone
CEO, Stone Empire, Inc.
I almost forgot, Andrea called me and told me you will be taking a client to Stone’s for lunch. You will have the privacy of my private room and the meal will be on the house so please order whatever you and your client like. I just hope this is not a male client who will become infatuated with you as I have. I am a very jealous man, Sydney. Please know that and don’t ever test my limits on it.
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I find myself tantalized by his words and I can’t wait to speak to him about everything. After reading his email I feel a little better about where this is heading.
When I get into S&S I am faced with craziness. Monica looks ready to rip someone’s head off and Scott is trying to talk the delivery man into something. I learn that the order Monica was waiting for is incorrect and she’s trying to take it out on the poor delivery man’s hid.
Alex walks over to me and smiles, asks me how my night was. I don’t tell him about reading the contract or my email to Damian. I smile politely back at him and tell him it was fine. I admit to missing Damian and wanting to talk to him. Alex offers to take me to dinner tonight but I tell him I’m going to the gym again then maybe meeting up with some girlfriends. I head to my desk to start my work for the day.
The office commotion is still going strong and it’s because of this commotion that no one notices when I approach my desk and find two items again. One is a box wrapped in the most beautiful paper and another is a strange bouquet of some sort of flower. I open the box first to find a ring from Cartier inside with a note from Damian. The ring is an entwined thread of white gold, and I instantly put it on my ring finger on my right hand, he can’t possibly mean for it to go on my left. The note from Damian inside reads…
S-
This ring is designed to represent promise and hope. Your saying yes has given me that. I can’t wait to show you my world. I will teach you things you can’t begin to imagine and I hope to learn things from you as well. I hope you will wear this ring always to represent our bond of promise and hope to each other.
D-
I smile and wish he were here so I could kiss him. I almost pick up the phone to call him when I notice that the flowers are actually rhododendrons which again, I think is odd, it being more of a plant and not Damian’s style. I do a quick search on the internet and find out their meaning is “beware”. It’s then that I get a sick feeling in my stomach. The flowers are arranged with leaves and a note, the note inside says …
Sydney,
I know who you are and what you’ve done. Does your boyfriend know? He will soon. Beware and sleep tight until we meet again.
I drop the note and look frantically from side to side. I don’t know what to do. I want to run to Damian but he’s not here. I think about calling him but then decide not to. I haven’t told him the whole story yet. I want to wait until we’re face to face, then it will be time for it all to be revealed. No more secrets. I want to tell Alex but then he’ll feel obligated to call Damian and in truth I don’t want to worry him. He’s miles away, what can he do? I decide to pull myself together and carry on with my day. I know Jonesie will be back for noontime to take me to Stone’s for lunch with my new client so it’s not like Ryan or Mark can just grab me off the street. I’m beginning to worry that maybe it was Ryan and not Mark who sent this to me. The last I heard Ryan lives in California but if Mark recognized me and they’re still friends, he could have called Ryan and told him where I am.
To distract myself from the note and horrible flowers I call my doctor and she faxes over my medical records. I figure if Damian and I are going to enter into a sexual relationship it’s the responsible thing to do., he’s promised to do the same.
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Ryan calls Mark and tells him he’s with Stone in Aspen and asks if he’s gotten any closer to finding Sydney. Mark tells him about the flowers and that he knows where she works, both her day and night jobs. “Get this man, you’ll never believe this. She’s an interior designer by day at Stone’s design firm then by night she’s a stripper at Stone’s strip club.”
“Well, I guess they’re right what they say about strippers having issues from their childhood” Ryan laughs. “I guess her clientele have me to thank.”
“I’m planning on swinging by Stone’s apartment building to see if Sydney’s there tonight” Mark reports.
Ryan tells Mark he’ll be in New York this weekend and they’ll formulate a plan for when he arrives to see Sydney.
“I’m fucking with this douche bag over the hotels. You should see him. He’s a real control freak, isn’t he?”
“Takes one to know one, man” Mark replies.
Ryan just laughs and says, “later” as he hangs up.
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The remainder of the morning goes without incident even though I’m as jumpy as a kangaroo. I arrive at the restaurant before my client and Andrea shows me into the private dining room and offers me a drink. I sit and wait for my client while I timidly sip my drink trying to calm my nerves. I consider asking Andrea if she has a history with Damian but I’m afraid of the answer so I decide to let my suspicions rest for now.
Finally Megan Aldridge approaches the table. She’s gorgeous and well dressed. She’s tall and thin with long straight blond hair hanging down her back. She’s clearly wealthy, you can tell by the tailored women’s suit she’s wearing. When she sees Andrea she greets her by name and they kiss each other on the cheek European style, one peck to each cheek.
I learn from Megan that she owns her own business that she’s been running out of her apartment, selling her goods solely on the internet but now she has rented some commercial space in the city and she’d like me to decorate it.
“What kind of business do you have?” I ask.
“Damian gave me your name and number, Sydney. I’m one of the Head Masters in The Society. I own my own company that sells items that let’s just say you’ll be in need of for the project at Damian’s penthouse.”
I instantly blush. But then my embarrassment is quickly replaced by the ugly green monster twice over. I wonder if Damian and Megan have been together sexually. At the very least my guess would be that they’ve seen each other in some way shape or form in the act. Then it occurs to me that Megan knows Andrea. Maybe she’s in The Society as well and yet again I wonder if maybe she’s an ex-submissive and that’s why she’s so cold to me. Megan must notice the look on my face because she offers me a soft smile saying, “I know it’s hard at first. I know what’s going through your mind but it’s not my place to put your mind at ease or answer any questions. You’ll need to speak to Damian about everything. He’s an open and honest man once you ask him the right questions. He really likes you, Sydney. We’ve never seen him like this with anyone. Talk to him, he needs this to work out with you and I can tell by the anger on your face that you’re in love with him and need that too. Why else would you be this jealous? I know it’s killing you to picture me with him, Andrea, the others too I’m guessing?”
I try to act mature, as if this conversation occurs in my everyday life but I know I’m failing miserably. I finally decide to go with honesty and tell Andrea how right she is. I admit to having more questions than my mind can even process and she tells me that Damian is a gifted teacher and I’m in good hands. She offers to help me with the decorating of his playroom and she asks me if I’d also design the playroom for her home. Being a new designer and not having any clients yet I accept but I’m concerned that the only designs I’m doing at the moment all involve sex and bondage.
We exchange phone numbers and schedule an appointment for me to see her retail space tomorrow followed by her home over the weekend. Before she leaves me sitting at the table with my thoughts of Damian with her and many other women she turns and says, “We’ve never been together, stop worrying. Damian and I are just friends, always have been.”
I nod, grateful for her putting my
mind at ease. I just wish she had told me that Andrea wasn’t with him either.
By the time I arrive back at my office my desire to hear Damian’s voice, to talk to him about our relationship overtakes me and I call him from outside S&S so I can have a small semblance of privacy. He answers on the first ring.
“Sydney. Hey, baby. Is everything okay?”
“Uh, yeah, sure. Why?”
“Well, it’s the middle of the day. I guess I didn’t think I’d hear from you until later tonight after work that’s all. Are you alone? Do you want to talk about our emails?” he asks.
“I’m on the street outside of S&S, there are things I have to know right now” I demand. “My client that I went to lunch with today was Megan Aldridge.”
I ask him about Andrea and he admits to her belonging to The Society and also having her as one of his past subs. He claims to have never been with Megan sexually but admits to them both seeing each other in various scenes at parties which she left out. He explains that the Head Masters do not engage in activities together but do watch each other from time to time.
“Did my email offend you? I may have spoken in a harsher way, a way you haven’t heard me speak in before.”
“No, if I’m being honest it was kind of exciting. I’ve been thinking a lot about all of this and even though I may not be able to do all the things you want, they turn me on” I admit.
Damian chuckles, “Good to know.”
“I want to talk about the emails, no one is listening, I’m alone out here and I can’t wait any longer. It’s driving me crazy not having some answers.”
“Okay. Shoot”
“How will you know that I just think I don’t want to do something because sometimes I don’t even know if I really want to do things before I do them?”
“Past experience, I know what women enjoy, Sydney. Trust me on this one. I will do things to your body that will bring you pleasure like you have never known before.”
“I’ll give you that one but what’s up with the delayed gratification?” I ask him.
“It’s a person's ability to wait to obtain something that he or she wants. In our situation it will most times be an orgasm but it might also be a sexual act you’re craving.”
“No, I get what it is. I guess what I don’t get is why?’
“It makes it that much better when you’re allowed to have what you’ve been denied. If it’s an orgasm, it’s that much stronger after being brought to the brink then denied over and over only to finally be allowed the pleasure. Trust me, this won’t be easy but it will be worth it in the end. I think you’ll find this aspect one of the more vanilla.”
“You mentioned something about your sub being with other men in the contract. Is this something that you usually require?”
“In the past, yes I will admit some of my subs may have been with other men upon my directive but it was one of their wishes, not mine and you are different to me than they were. With you and me it’s not going to happen ever. You are mine and mine only. I am not a man who shares well, don’t forget that, Sydney.”
“Um, I think I may have an issue with jealousy too. I didn’t like thinking about you with Andrea or Megan. I don’t even like the thought of Megan having seen you doing stuff.”
“I am for the first time in my life jealous over a woman, over you, so I understand how you must feel. I’m just wondering how you would feel if I was to ask you to be with another woman for me. Not me be with her, me watch you with her. Have you ever done anything like that or given it any thought?
“She would just be with me she would not also do things with you?”
“Dear God, Sydney you just gave me a hard on. Are you serious that you’re ready to talk about this? You’re up for it? I only brought it up as a long shot.”
“Um, I want to see what happens first on Friday night but the girl thing has always intrigued me. I just don’t think I could watch you with another girl. I wouldn’t want her to touch you” I admit.
He asks, “But you’d touch her? And you’d want to be touched by her? An experience with another woman can be very liberating and satisfying for you. I would very much like to share this experience with you some time during your training.”
“Maybe but it would have to be someone I’d never see again.”
“That can be arranged, baby. What else is on your mind? We both need to express what are limits are? Do you know what I mean by that?
“Yes, things I will and won’t do I’m guessing.”
“This is where the contract I used in the past can help us; we need to decide what you will try and what you never want to. I don’t do burning, medical devices, electrical shocks, I don’t use needles or anything that can draw blood, acts involving bodily functions are out of the question as is bestiality and pedophilia. I will not participate in breath control techniques, fisting, whippings or canings to injure.”
“Okay, good because I don’t think I could consider any of those things even though I don’t have the first clue what some of them are or why people would want to do them for pleasure. What do you like?”
“Spanking, gentle biting, paddling to make you pink, maybe even a little red. Flogging to bring the sensations to the skin but not to injure, never to draw blood. Masturbation. Watching you get yourself off, me jerking off all over you. Ice and hot wax. Dildos and clitoris rings are fun toys. Some toys are for punishments others are for fun. We will purchase them together when I get home but if you’re feeling frisky later when you’re home alone, look some of them up, they are listed in the limits sections. Some of my favorites are the clamps, butt plugs and vibrators. I am also a big fan of sensory deprivation so blindfolds are a must. Of course vaginal intercourse and oral sex. We can discuss anal intercourse; I know this is a hot topic in the vanilla world. Bondage is another biggie.”
I am beginning to get very turned on but I’m not sure if it’s because his voice is so sexy and sultry right now or if it’s because I might really like to experience what he’s offering.
“Bondage? Like holding me down or tying me up?”
“We will work on it slowly and together. It will be nothing like what I am guessing you were subjected to in your past. I will never force myself on you or do anything that you are not enjoying. Promise, baby. Please trust me, I will never hurt you or do anything to scare you.”
“I do, I do trust you.”
“How do you feel about masturbation? Do you do it often? What do you use?”
I clear my throat to buy myself a minute and try to change the subject. “So those items you were just talking about and some of the activities?” I question.
“Yes?”
“I’m worried about some of them. I don’t want to be hurt and I don’t think I can deal with ever being held down. So if you’re going to want to hold me down to spank or paddle me, and I can’t imagine I’d let you do it any other way I don’t think I can do them. Not after…you know.”
“Like I told you in my email I understand that punishment scares you right now but that’s because you don’t yet fully understand it. You need to experience it first to understand. Sydney, you must trust me completely on this. I will never hurt you in a way you can’t handle or don’t in the end find sexually exciting” he promises.
“Um…” I begin but he cuts me off.
“You never answered my question about masturbating and using a vibrator when you’re alone.”
“I never have.”
“Are you serious? You have never touched yourself, never made yourself come?”
“I have not.”
“Oh Sydney, this keeps getting better and better. I may just need to get on a plane right now and come home to begin your training tonight. Fuck, I am so hard right now.”
I clear my throat again, uncomfortable about him admitting to his arousal so casually.
“Just so we’re clear here, you will not be masturbating or using aids of any kind to achieve pleasure when I am not with you unle
ss I have instructed you to do so and that will be highly unlikely. I need all of your sexual pleasure to come from me. I will not accept otherwise. This will not be an option.
“Okay, I don’t think that will be a problem” I admit honestly.
“Can I ask you another personal question?” He doesn’t wait for my response. “Do you wax?”
“I do, yes.”
“Mmm, I want to watch you get waxed and I want to wax you myself one day.”
“Okay…why?” I ask.
“I will take great pleasure in watching you enjoy the heat from the wax as it’s drizzled over your pussy. I will have all I can do not to run my fingers over it, I may just need to. Then I’ll enjoy the look of anticipation on your face as you wait for the pain of the cloth being ripped off and taking with it the tiny hairs from your body. I’ll secure my lips over yours to lessen the pain, distract you. Your pussy lips will swell very slightly and a pink hue will remain. The only part of this that I will not enjoy is waiting for twelve hours to fuck or lick you. I promise I’ll make sure we both have our fill before the waxing so we’ll be able to make it the twelve or so hours. But the first time I watch you, I expect to be very excited so don’t be surprised if you end up on your knees at my feet in the same manner in which we met only my dick will be in your mouth.”