“Nobody touches you but me.”
“See, you are allowed to be jealous, but I’m not.”
“I’m your dom, I decide what happens in my playroom.” Damien retorted angrily.
Kate glared at him and said “Yes master.” Then she walked to the front door and turning said “We’d better go, I don’t want to be late on my first day.”
Turner was waiting with the car door open and she got in without waiting for Damien. As he got in beside her she kept her head turned away from him. As the car drove off Damien sighed and said “You can’t be in a huff with your boss on your first day. And you are never allowed to turn your back on your master, so look at me Katherine.”
Kate turned to look at him, trying to keep her face straight, and her eyes from filling with tears.
“Come here,” Damien ordered pulling her closer to him. Taking her chin in his hand he said “Kate I’m a mentor, I’ve seen hundreds of female bodies, they mean nothing to me. I’ve had many subs and have shared them and swapped them, purely for physical satisfaction. No one has ever meant anything to me. You are the only woman I love and crave for constantly. I can’t get enough of you, but I can’t stop being what I am.”
As she was held firmly unable to look away from him, Kate struggled to keep her composure. She wouldn’t cry. She’d known what he was like and either had to accept him or lose him.
“Speak to me,” he ordered.
“I’m sorry master. I know I have no right to question what you do, It won’t happen again.”
Exasperated Damien sighed again. “I have decided that you won’t go out tonight. You’ll show your complete submission in the playroom, instead.”
“What? No.” Kate gasped.
“Definitely yes, I’ve had enough of your disobedience. End of conversation, now compose yourself for work.”
Kate sat there fuming, her devil was having a fit ‘see, serves you right. Told you you’d get hurt. Harden up you silly mare!’
Damien’s mind was in a whirl too. Was this how it was going to be? He’d told her he loved her and she was arguing and being huffy with him. He couldn’t cope with that, which was why he’d never desired a ‘normal’ relationship.
When they arrived at the offices that housed his company, Phoenix Industries, Turner opened the door and Damien got out and held out his hand for Kate. She took it but didn’t look at him, and let go as soon as she was out of the car. As Turner drove away they entered the impressive offices, where everyone immediately became more business like and stopped standing about gossiping.
‘Huh’ Kate thought ‘he’s as big a bully here as he is at home.’
Heading to the lifts he nodded and spoke to a few people, and then stepped into a lift opened by a punched in code.
“Executive lift” he said “I’ll give you the code.”
‘How American’ Kate thought ‘ too good to travel with the workers.’
The lift stopped at the tenth floor and Damien ushered Kate out. Leading her down the corridor he led her into a good sized office, with four small open plan cubicles, and two larger cubicles where Trevor and Beverley were waiting to greet them. A door between these two cubicles led into a self contained office fitted out beautifully with a large desk, comfortable looking office chair, large sofa with a low table in front and a pale coloured plush carpet. The view from the window was mostly other buildings, but it was light and airy and the window that overlooked the outer office could be completely blanked off with thick blinds.
Stopping between Beverly and Trevor’s desks Damien turned to face the four people in the small cubicles. “This is Kate Jackson, your new boss. She will be running the refurbishment of the club in the new building project we have just taken on, and the design for the small woollen mill in Yorkshire. She has the ideas and this team will help her make them reality. Of course my architects and building designers will be working alongside you. I have chosen you specifically for your hard working and team building strengths. Now I’ll leave you in Kate’s capable hands.”
Turning to Kate he said “We’ll lunch at one,” and then he left her.
Kate was surprised as she thought he had planned to spend the morning with her, but she straightened her back and smiled at her team. ‘Sod him’ her devil said ‘ we’ll bloody show him.’
***
By one o’clock Kate had spoken individually with her team, laid out a rough plan of where they were going with each brief, met other managers, some who had worked for Damien for years, and found out how to use her computer.
As well as Beverley, who appeared to be a good P.A., Trevor, a competent deputy and a decent chap, Kate’s team consisted of Matt, Philip, David and Sue. They were young, keen and eager to get on. Kate quickly won them over and she was hopeful that the team would really gel.
At ten past one Damien strode through the outer office and straight into Kate’s office.
“Why are you not in my office waiting for me?” he demanded.
“Pardon?”
“I said we would lunch at one” he growled.
“Oh, I hadn’t realised that I was supposed to come to you. I don’t even know where your office is.” Kate replied calmly.
“Katherine, you are making my hands twitch, anyone could tell you where I am. Well are you coming?”
“Yes master, where are we going?” Kate asked putting her suit jacket on.
“To my office of course” he snarled stalking out ahead of her.
As Kate followed him she was smirking. He’d come personally to get her, not telephoned or sent a menial for her. She had decided that whatever he was planning for the evening she would take in her stride. It was either that or lose him, she knew that, and she was enjoying the life she had now. For most of the time he was lovely to be with; if he had to show his dominance every so often then so be it.
Getting into the executive lift they travelled up to the twentieth floor; this was where Phoenix’s offices ended. On the floors above were the offices of a large insurance company. The twentieth floor was pure luxury and Damien’s office was enormous. As well as his beautiful antique desk there was a very large white sofa and two deep armchairs. Occasional tables were dotted around and one large display table had details of all Damien’s current projects. On a large coffee table in front of the sofa a picnic lunch had been laid out. There was even a pot of tea.
“Oh, I didn’t realise that we were eating here.” Kate exclaimed.
“I thought it would be nice and private and you could talk to me about your team.”
“You were angry with me this morning and then you left me alone.”
“I’m still annoyed that you questioned what I do, turned your back on me in a huff, and said ‘No’, he growled.
Turning to him Kate moved in close, but not quite touching him. “I’m sorry master, I was wrong, it is not my place to question what you do. I love you so much, that I’m jealous of other women, but I’m your sub and shouldn’t question or argue about what you have always done.”
Pulling her to him Damien sighed “This is a new and difficult situation for me. I told you that I love you, but I’m terrified that you will expect me to be different. If I’m not dominant I am miserable, then we will both be miserable and we will probably not survive.”
Resting her head against his chest Kate said “I do understand, I trust you and I’ll take any punishment that you think fit. Just don’t stop loving me, and please keep on telling me how much I mean to you. My self esteem has always been low, I learned how to cover it up when I was a call girl but with you I’m laid bare.” Kate giggled “In more ways than one!”
Damien kissed her, then he said “I’m glad we have managed to talk about it. But you do need to be punished or our dom/sub relationship will quickly go sour” then he kissed her harder. “Let’s h
ave our lunch, I have an appointment at two thirty.”
“And I mustn’t take too long a lunch hour.” Kate laughed.
Damien had ordered all the finger food Kate loved and feeling happier she devoured a lot. She discussed what she had set in motion that morning with him and he was impressed with the way she was managing her team. Before they realised the time Damien’s P.A. buzzed to tell him that his two thirty appointment was here.
“Oh dear, I’m going to be late back” Kate said jumping up.
“You’re the boss, you don’t have to explain your time keeping to your team.”
“No, but I am building up a good working relationship with my team, I need them on my side.”
Pulling her to him he kissed her again “I’m proud of you Katherine. I’ll collect you at five thirty,” he said walking her to the door.
As he led her out of his office the Cruikshanks were pacing up and down his outer office.
“We have been waiting, Masters,” snapped Adam.
“Yes I know” was all Damien said as he walked Kate to the elevator. “Five thirty, Kate” he said and pressed the buttons for the lift.
Kate spent the rest of the afternoon working with her team, laying out the plans for Joe’s club and the factory in Yorkshire. The six of them were thrilled to be working on these projects, and finding Kate easy to talk with came up with lots of ideas and proved to be knowledgeable on how to bring their ideas to fruition. She’d decided that she would take the whole team to see the club the next day and had telephoned Joe to arrange it; they’d agreed to meet at eleven to kick around their ideas.
Insisting that her team leave at five Kate was just finalising the plans to take for Joe to see and hadn’t been clock watching, so she jumped in surprise when Damien growled “It’s gone five thirty, Katherine, you’re late again!”
“Sorry master, I just needed to finalise my ideas for tomorrow.”
“Mmm, you let your team go early, you must delegate more. Anyhow come on, we’ve got a busy evening ahead of us, Paul’s arriving at six thirty.”
Muttering to herself, Kate closed her computer down, and pulling on her jacket joined him as he stalked to the lift. He had his cruel haughty dom look on his face, and Kate could tell he wasn’t in a good mood. Her sex clenched as she wondered what he had planned for her that evening. Turner was waiting and they travelled home in silence, traffic was heavy and it was six fifteen by the time they reached home.
As they walked into the hall Damien said “You have ten minutes to shower and be in the playroom, naked, standing behind the punishment horse.”
Then he hurried upstairs and into the playroom, following him Kate was once again muttering to herself, but it didn’t take her long to do as she had been told. When she entered the playroom she was surprised to find that the punishment horse had been moved. It now stood in the corner, where a cupboard had been and when she stood behind it, only her top half could be seen from the front and her back was to the two walls that made the corner. She had a clear vision to the rest of the room, especially the cross beam. After ten minutes which felt like hours to her, Damien entered the room followed by a young woman, completely naked. Damien was dressed in black tee shirt and jeans, and just the sight of him made Kate moisten.
Ignoring Kate he showed the girl how and where to kneel, then he left the room. Another ten minutes passed and Kate could see how frightened the girl was, her whole body was shaking as if she was cold. Then the door opened again and a young man walked in followed by Damien. The man only wore a pair of jeans and a tee shirt. He was good looking but in a boyish way compared to Damien, who looked every inch a sex god, totally dominant and powerful.
The young man, Paul, approached his sub and bent down to show her how to get into an inspection position; the girl, Sarah, flushed bright red but did as she was told. While Paul took Sarah to the crossbeam, Damien went to Kate and secured her ankles, legs apart, to the base of the horse, then he fastened her wrists behind her back and taking her nipple rings, one by one, attached the chains, loosely, on the first link, to the front of the horse.
“Do not say anything, whatever happens. Do you understand Katherine?”
“Yes master.”
As Sarah was fastened to the crossbeam she was already whimpering and crying. Paul took her face between his hands and gently talked to her, she nodded and he stepped away turning to Damien who spoke quietly to him. Then they started. Damien stood well away from them, but where he could observe what was happening. Paul started with the rabbit fur flail and very quickly Sarah was screaming. Kate close her eyes, not wanting to see the dildo being used, it was just too embarrassing.
“Open your eyes, Katherine” came a deep growl, “every time you close them you receive an extra five strokes .”
Kate’s eyes shot open, her devil was shouting ‘He’s just a pervert, how could you think he loved you?’ Gritting her teeth Kate mentally snarled ‘Shut up’ and manfully stared straight ahead.
For the next hour Sarah was submitted to all the sensations Kate had experienced. After the first couple of orgasms Kate could see that Sarah was in another dimension, as she had been. Twice more Damien had to warn Kate to keep her eyes open. Eventually Sarah was lying on the crossbeam totally exhausted and Damien turned to Kate. She could see that he wasn’t at all aroused and was pleased at that, but he had picked up a strap, and she knew that he meant to punish her. Laying the strap across the horse he spoke to Sarah.
“Part of your submission is to agree to be punished when it is required. You may never need to be as you have a docile nature, but Katherine, who is my sub, is argumentative, quick tempered and has a big mouth, so I find myself having to remind her of our agreement. Tonight she will receive twenty strokes, plus the smacking that will ensure she is not marked by the strap. Use this as a tool to ensure your obedience, Sarah.”
Turning to Kate he bent her over further and fastened her nipple chains to a very tight link.
“Do you agree to being punished Katherine?”
As usual Kate’s devil was shrieking ‘Tell him to fuck off the bastard.’
But as usual she just said “Yes master.”
“Remember your safe word?”
“Yes master.”
Standing behind her Damien commenced slapping her bottom. Yelping Kate bucked against the chains, then bit off a loud scream as pain shot from her nipples to her womb, then transferred itself into pure lust. As Damien continued her body had become an aching need to orgasm. Finally the slapping stopped and Damien asked “Are you alright Katherine? Remember your safe word.”
“Yes master.” Kate gasped.
As he picked up the strap, Kate tried to control her body, but when the first strike hit, she screamed as her body bucked and the chains pulled tight. By the time Damien reached ten, she was running with moisture and when, once again he asked if she was alright she just managed a nod.
It struck her suddenly that he wasn’t using all his strength, but just making the strap snap as if he was. It made her feel good that he didn’t want to beat her hard and was only reinforcing his dominance. However as he moved to a new position behind her, she could feel how aroused he was by the size of his erection. Suddenly as he reached eighteen he did start to put strength into his blows, and for the last two she screamed hard as they really did hurt.
Finally Damien threw down the strap and unfastened her. As she collapsed into his arms he took a large towel and covered her as he went to carry her from the room. Turning to Paul he said “You know where the spare room is. Make use of the facilities, and if you would like, join us for supper later. I believe Mrs. Jones has left steak and salad for four.”
Carrying her through to the bedroom he put her on hands and knees on the end of the bed. Stripping off his jeans he said “This is a punishment fuck, Katherine and it will be hard.”<
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‘Huh’ said Kate’s devil ‘bring it on.’
Then as he thrust powerfully straight into her sex, her devil ran for cover, and Kate screamed as he hit her core. “Fuck” she screamed trying to control his thrusts, but he was in his cruel zone and took no notice of her ineffectual struggles. Collapsing onto her shoulders she couldn’t move as his big hands held her hips in place. The size and strength of him was quickly bringing her to climax and her screams turned to moans of desire. Halting his thrusts he growled “You are not supposed to enjoy this, Katherine.”
“I’m not master,” Kate giggled as she tightened her muscles and it was his turn to groan.
Slapping her hard he continued, causing her to orgasm with another loud scream. As he let himself go he lifted her off the bed and she screamed again as he spurted deep and hot inside her.
Dropping her onto the bed he went into the bathroom and put the bath on to fill. Pouring in some muscle relief bubble bath he swished it into bubbles. Going back into the bedroom he picked her up in his arms and carried her to the bath. As he lowered her into the bubbles he said “I love you Katherine.”
“I love you too, master, please join me, I need you. I’m sorry I questioned what you do when training a dom.”
Taking off his tee shirt he climbed in behind her and sitting down pulled her back into him. He was still impressively hard. As he picked up the sponge and soaped her all over, Kate leaned back into him, glad that they were friends again.
“It’s hard for both of us, Katherine. I have changed a lot for you but if I stop being a dom, I don’t know what will become of me.”
“I do understand, master. Being submissive sexually is easy for me, as I need that, but keeping my mouth shut is very hard. I can’t change completely either, and I don’t think you’d want me to. So I expect that I will need reminding every so often.”
“If it is too often, I’ll stop giving you a punishment fuck and will just beat you” he growled.
“Then I will watch my mouth” Kate giggled, as her devil said ‘Huh, he’d burst if he couldn’t fuck you after he’s beaten you.’
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