Office Intrigue (Office Intrigue Duet Book 1)

by Nicole Edwards

  A quick look at the clock told me I only had a couple of minutes before the meeting officially began, so I got to work, quickly donning all the items. The butt plug took the longest time to insert, and for a few seconds, I didn’t think I was going to be able to do it. Somehow, I managed to ignore my shame and put it inside me. Just like the first time, the damn thing wasn’t comfortable in the least.

  The nipple clamps were challenging, but I managed to accomplish the goal. The butterfly vibrator was pretty self-explanatory, so I put it on, securing it with the straps that held it around my waist and my legs.

  I then grabbed the ball gag and headed for the table.

  “Here goes nothing.”

  •

  I had no idea how long I lay there, secured to the table and wearing a multitude of sex toys, but it couldn’t have been too long.

  All four men arrived at the same time.

  Langston was the first to approach, his gaze assessing me as it slowly inched over me.

  “Straighten your spine,” he instructed.

  I did.

  “Being laid out like that is for our pleasure, little one. It’s your duty to ensure you present yourself in the most pleasing, graceful manner. Adjust yourself accordingly.”

  Heat infused me as a sense of shame washed over me. I had inadvertently thought that, simply by lying on the table as instructed, I would please them. To hear the discord in Langston’s tone told me I was incorrect in my thinking.

  Wanting to please them, I adjusted my position, thrusting my breasts out and straightening my limbs. I tried to picture what I looked like, desperate to prove to them that I wanted this as much as they did.

  “Very nice,” Langston said with approval.

  A second later, I heard more footsteps moving closer.

  “Oh, fuck, that’s pretty,” Justin growled softly when my other bosses came over to stand beside me.

  My eyes met each man’s in turn and I could see a tremendous amount of heat in each of their gazes. I wouldn’t say that it diminished all of my humiliation, but it helped.

  “And our little plaything made coffee,” Ben noted. “She’s definitely a keeper.”

  While I lay there, waiting for someone to do something, I watched as the four of them retreated to the coffee station. They mumbled softly to one another as they got their drinks prepared. All the while my body heated.

  The restraints made it nearly impossible for me to do anything at all. The leg cuffs were attached to the table legs that faced the door. Putting them on hadn’t been difficult, but I’d immediately noticed that they left me completely exposed to anyone who came in, my legs spread wide, my knees bent, feet flat on the floor.

  The cuffs for my arms were attached to the opposite legs. They had slightly more give than the leg cuffs, which had allowed me to put them both on myself, although freeing myself would be impossible. It allowed very little movement and I wasn’t able to sit up. Due to the fact that they had locked on to my ankles and wrists, even if I could get my hands to work together, I wasn’t able to free myself without a key. I could admit, that had been the terrifying part.

  “Let’s see how well you know each of us, little one,” Landon said when he appeared above me. “Look directly at the man you believe is responsible when I name the toy.”

  I nodded my head in understanding, the ball gag hindering my ability to speak.

  “The nipple clamps.”

  My eyes cut to Ben.

  “That one was easy,” Ben said, grinning. He leaned down and tugged on one side, then the other. “Impressive, young lady. I’m proud of you for doing as I asked.”

  “Okay, maybe this one’ll be a little harder,” Landon continued. “The butt plug?”

  I heard the sarcasm in his tone. He knew I was well aware of who that one came from.

  I kept my eyes locked with Landon’s.

  “Aww, my sweet. You do know me well, don’t you?” His smile was wicked. “I do love that little ass of yours.”

  Heat coursed through me at his words.

  “Okay, how about the clit vibrator. Who do you think is responsible for that one?”

  I’d been giving each of the items some thought while I’d been immobilized and I could only come up with one person for that one. The only way I’d come to a conclusion was by reasonable deduction. Since I figured Justin was responsible for the ball gag, the clit vibrator had to have been…

  I looked at Langston.

  His eyes smiled back at me, but he didn’t speak.

  “Very good, sweet girl,” Landon praised.

  “And that means the ball gag came from…?”

  I looked at Justin. His blue eyes practically scorched me with their intensity.

  “Unfortunately, the gag’s gonna have to go,” Landon noted, glancing over at Justin. “She can’t be an active participant in the meeting with it on.”

  “Such a shame,” Justin said, but he went to his knees beside me and gently removed it.

  I was eternally grateful when he wiped the drool from my mouth before leaning down and kissing me tenderly.

  The four men took their seats in the chairs that circled the table. They obviously intended to leave me where I was. Fortunately, it wasn’t terribly uncomfortable, despite the hard surface.

  “Remember,” Langston stated firmly. “For our pleasure, not your own. Keep that in mind at all times.”

  I nodded, then mentally reviewed my position, ensuring the lines of my body were long and even. I wanted them to enjoy looking at me.

  “So, let’s go through what took place last week,” Justin said, kicking off the meeting.

  Each man took a turn going through his list of clients he’d interacted with. They talked as though I wasn’t even there, which was oddly arousing in its own strange way. I could feel their eyes roam over me from time to time, but for the most part, they simply ignored me.

  At least until they wanted to discuss the quarterly meeting, which would take place next week. Talking about work while being naked and restrained to a table was the most awkward situation I’d ever found myself in. However, I did a decent job on my talking points. They seemed pleased by the update.

  “What’s next on the agenda?” Justin asked as he jotted something down in his notebook.

  “I’d like to hear about the individual interactions with our lovely secretary,” Ben suggested.

  “You want to start?” Justin asked Ben.

  “I will. Last Tuesday was the highlight of my week. Having the opportunity to observe our sweet secretary as she moved about completely naked was quite a treat.”

  “Agreed,” Langston said, his voice rough. “Definitely a treat.”

  Thirty

  I WAS GETTING RATHER USED to lying on the table, listening to them speak, when I felt a sudden vibration against my clit. It started slowly, but then quickly spiked. Since I hadn’t turned it on, it had to be controlled by a remote.

  A startled groan escaped me as my back bowed.

  “Be mindful of your position, pretty girl,” Langston insisted. “This is a common request from a Dom.”

  Dom? Who said anything about a Dom? Was Langston referring to them? Were they my Doms? Sure, I’d read plenty of books at that point, but they were romantic fiction. Did that mean he wanted me to be a submissive?

  Those were questions I would have to ask at a later date, because all four of them were watching me closely, apparently waiting for me to respond. Remaining in an attractive position for their viewing pleasure wasn’t easy. The fact that the vibrator was resting directly on my clit, causing the tiny bundle of nerves to sing out with delight, made it nearly impossible. It meant I was required to block out the sensation in order to focus on my position.

  Not an easy thing to do.

  “You are not allowed to come until I say so,” Langston commanded, his tone dripping with authority.

  I was trying to figure out how I was going to manage that when the vibration suddenly shut off completely.
I was breathing hard, my chest heaving as the sensations slowly faded.

  “You’re an evil man, Langston,” Ben told him, laughing.

  “I’d like to see Luci working naked on a regular basis,” Langston said, picking up the conversation as though nothing had happened.

  “Once a week?” Justin asked, genuinely interested in the idea.

  “Once or twice. I’m not picky.”

  Justin continued to write.

  “I had the pleasure of watching her masturbate while I was on a conference call,” Landon informed them. “Highly impressed with her ability to participate in the call while playing with her pretty pussy.”

  My pussy gushed at the praise and the nipple clamps tightened more as my nipples pebbled. And just as suddenly, the butterfly came to life over my clit, making me squeal in satisfaction as it rocketed me to near orgasm. I expected it to shut off immediately, but it didn’t. I was moaning, writhing against the onslaught as I fought off the release that was threatening to shatter me.

  “Position,” Langston reminded me.

  With my chest heaving, I swallowed hard, once again paying attention to how I was displayed while the vibrator ratcheted up my arousal inch by excruciating inch.

  “Not yet, little one,” Langston said, smiling at me. It was a wicked smirk and I knew he was enjoying himself.

  The vibration instantly shut off.

  “I enjoyed that one as well.” Langston then glanced over at Ben. “However, I have to admit that the show was damn intriguing. I know our accounting team won’t be expecting a Christmas gift after that.”

  Heat swamped me as I remembered the men watching as Ben fucked me against the window. My pussy throbbed with the need to be filled.

  “I’m sorry I had to miss the show,” Justin said, his eyes slowly caressing my body.

  “Well, I’m happy to say that her deep-throat skills have improved significantly,” Langston stated. He could’ve been talking about the weather for as little inflection was in his voice.

  “I’ll have to check that out,” Justin noted. “And I’m eagerly awaiting my client’s arrival to show us the new toy.” He glanced at his phone. “According to the calendar, that’ll take place on Wednesday at one thirty.”

  I’d forgotten all about that, although I was the one who’d scheduled the meeting.

  The vibrations started again. Rather than spike to high speed, they maintained a low, steady hum. I wasn’t sure which was worse, the constant tingling on my clit that had my blood heating to a simmer or the full boil that would eventually take place.

  “We do need to keep in mind that Jordan has asked for Thursday off,” Landon stated, seemingly ignoring my whimpers as my clit was stimulated to the point of near insanity. “That means Luci’ll be responsible for answering the phones that day. Either playtime will be limited or someone will have to come up with a creative idea.”

  “It might be a good thing,” Ben said. “She may need the break.”

  “How do you feel about that, princess?” Justin asked, his eyes locking on my face. “Are you still requesting more time with us? Or have we pushed your limits?”

  My voice trembled when I spoke. “More time. Please.”

  “Like I said, she’s a feisty one,” Landon said, his tone reflecting his approval of the situation.

  “That she is,” Langston noted, glancing over at Justin. “I expect this’ll be a hands-on demonstration with your client.”

  “That’s the plan,” Justin confirmed.

  “How do you feel about that, Luci? Are you a willing participant?” Langston was once again looking at me for a response.

  “I am”—I moaned as the vibration kicked up a notch—“very willing.”

  “Glad to hear it.”

  “Anyone have anything else?” Landon asked.

  There was a chorus of responses, all basically stating that they had nothing else.

  “I only have one more item on my list,” Justin declared, glancing down at his notepad.

  “What’s that?” Langston asked as the rest of us watched Justin.

  “I’d like my pup to get a few minutes of Luci’s time. I think it would be a waste not to enjoy her while she’s laid out so sweetly.”

  “What did you have in mind?”

  Yeah, what Langston said.

  “Ben has a meeting at eleven thirty, so if no one has any objections, I’d like for him to sample her oral skills.”

  “I’m fine with that,” Landon said, waving his hand at me as though encouraging Ben to continue.

  Ben walked around to the opposite side of the table as he unbuttoned his slacks and freed his monstrous cock. My mouth watered with the desire to taste him.

  “Be careful with her, Snowden,” Landon warned, chuckling. “She’s just a tiny little thing.”

  Ben smiled down at me from his position above my head. “Always.”

  He gently moved me so that my head was hanging off the edge of the table, which put my face upside down. Different, sure. I instantly knew what he was going to do as he dropped to his knees and brushed his cock against my lips.

  I continued to hear Langston’s warnings in my head, reminding me to focus on my position.

  “I want to feel that sweet mouth on me. I’ve thought about it all weekend.” Ben tapped my chin. “Open wide.”

  My neck ached thanks to the angle, but I managed to open my mouth wide as he pushed the thick head inside. I ignored the pain and focused solely on pleasuring Ben as best I could. I didn’t have any control because of the restraints, which left him with free reign over his strokes. He surprised me with how gentle he was, slowly fucking my mouth, but not being aggressive about it.

  While he pumped his hips, his hands trailed over my chest, then slid to my nipples. He tugged on the chain that connected the clamps and I moaned, the pain heightening my arousal. Then the vibrator came to life and I was humming, trying to hold back. I felt like a total slut having my mouth fucked and my body on display for my bosses, but I couldn’t hide the fact that it turned me on.

  I felt Ben’s hands shift to my neck, but he didn’t apply pressure. Not enough to cut off my airflow anyway. He simply massaged my neck in time with his thrusts.

  “I like watching my dick go down your throat. Open wider.”

  I tried, but it wasn’t working.

  “Come on, gumdrop. You can do it.”

  My lips stretched painfully wide as they wrapped around his thick shaft. He was too big, but that didn’t stop Ben from pushing in deeper, his cock shocking me as the head brushed the back of my throat. It took a tremendous amount of focus to keep from gagging, but I somehow managed. Tears streamed from my eyes as he lightly fucked my throat. I was on the verge of panic when he pulled out of my mouth, then fixed my position so that my head was once again on the table.

  “Turn up the vibration,” Ben ordered.

  The butterfly intensified.

  “Come for us, gumdrop.”

  Yeah. It didn’t take long.

  My back bowed off the table and I cried out as my orgasm erupted, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through me.

  Ben leaned down and kissed me. “Thank you, gumdrop. That’s enough for now. But I’d like you to come see me this afternoon when you have a few minutes. I’d like to return the favor.”

  I nodded, still gasping. I managed a breathy, “Yes, sir.”

  He kissed me again, then got to his feet and fixed his pants.

  I heard Ben leave as Justin was getting to his feet. “As much as I’d like to play for a bit, I have some things to take care of. But I promise, princess, I’ll be checking in with you quite frequently this week.”

  “I’m looking forward to it, sir,” I whispered.

  Justin leaned down and tugged on the chain attached to the nipple clamps. I groaned as pain shot through my nipples and went straight to my clit.

  That was when I realized the vibration had stopped.

  “I’m sorry, but I also have to go. I’v
e got a call I need to prepare for,” Landon said.

  He leaned down and kissed me tenderly before leaving the room.

  My eyes shot over to Langston, who was sitting in the chair, watching me. I had absolutely no idea what he was thinking, but I was hoping he wasn’t intending to leave me there.

  When he finally spoke, it was while he leaned over me.

  “I’m very impressed.”

  “Thank you,” I whispered.

  “You do seem to enjoy the restraints, yes?”

  I nodded.

  “That pleases me greatly.”

  I could tell by the way he was looking at me that it did.

  “I’m going to remove the clamps first,” he informed me, his hand brushing the underside of my breast. “Although they’re quite pretty on you, we can’t keep them on for too long. I’m sure you know this won’t be pleasant.”

  I’d learned that when Ben had removed them last week. I hadn’t expected the pain to be quite so intense even though he had also warned me.

  “Take a deep breath, little one,” he whispered roughly. “Breathe out…now.”

  I did as instructed while he removed the first clamp. The blood rushed back into my nipple. I moaned as the pain nearly overwhelmed me. His mouth was on my breast almost instantly and a moan of a different sort came out. This one fueled by intense pleasure, the warm rasp of his tongue taking my mind off the ache.

  It didn’t last long enough though. Langston then removed the other clamp, repeating his instructions. I welcomed the heated suction of his mouth. It somehow made it bearable.

  I thought for sure that Langston was going to do something more, but my disappointment was great when he merely released me from the restraints, then massaged my arms and legs to help with circulation. I did my best not to overthink it, but I couldn’t help but wonder why he didn’t want me. I mean, he’d come over yesterday and watched movies, yet left with nothing more than a kiss.

  “Why the frown, little one?” Langston asked when he helped me to my feet.

  I shook my head and dropped my eyes.

  He tilted my chin up so I was forced to look at him.