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BT
My heart skipped a beat as I touched the flower with my fingers. I was grinning like an idiot the whole time while I preparing for work. Somehow, the bathroom was full of girls' stuff. Makeup, eyeshadows, body lotion, toothbrush, hair brushes, and many other products. I was dressed in a new yellow blouse and a grey pencil skirt, which I’d found in the shopping bag. Mr Thorn had taken care of everything.
I was expecting to meet someone when I walked down the stairs into the living room, but no one was there. It didn’t seem probable that he lived here all alone, yet I didn’t see a living soul. I entered the huge kitchen and immediately spotted three over-piled plates of food and a pink note. I giggled and sat down behind the island on the big stool. My eyes drifted between the waffles, boiled eggs, and croissants with strawberry jam, and my stomach rumbled. The plate full of fruits was the first one I attacked while I read the message.
Enjoy your breakfast, princess.
Remember to eat and drink water during the day, okay? I want you to be healthy and strong. When you finish, don’t wash dishes; it’s not your job. In the living room, on the coffee table, is another note for you to read.
BT
I put a blueberry into my mouth, smiling to myself. Even when he wasn’t with me, he made sure I felt great. I hadn’t had such a delicious and rich breakfast in quite some time, and I was stuffed like a turkey when I finally went into the living room. The large red notebook was set on the small white table, along with a blue file and a black pen. I took a piece of pink paper into my hand and sat down.
I hope you enjoyed your food, princess.
Now, back to business. The "blue file" contains our contract. I signed it this morning. Read it, and if something doesn’t fit, let me know immediately. The red notebook is your new diary. I want you to write your thoughts and feelings in it. It doesn’t need to be an everyday activity, but I would be very pleased to see at least one note every two days. I will have access to it; still, I believe that won't discourage you from being honest. Communication is the key, and I want to know what is going on in that pretty head of yours.
Also, inside the notebook, you’ll find two papers. The first one containsbasic rules, which I want you to follow no matter if I’m with you or not. I will add more rules according in the progress of our relationship. And the second is the list of punishments for breaking those rules. They’re mostly examples, and we are at the beginning, so I’m easy on you. But remember, if you don’t do as I say, I can guarantee you, you’ll know how it feels to not be able to sit on your sexy ass.The driver will be waiting for you outside at 6:35 am. Don't be late. Have a wonderful day.
BT
I quickly peered at my phone to see that I had another ten minutes to digest what I’d just read. I put papers with rules and punishments into my bag and opened the file with the contract. Of course my mind drifted to Mr Thorn’s words about not being able to sit on my ass, and I fidgeted on the spot, but the idea was more arousing than scary. I couldn’t help the feeling that settled in my chest, and I smiled again. He had thought about every detail for me, so nothing could wipe the stupid grin off my face.
I quickly scanned the document, which I should sign, and when I didn’t find anything disturbing, I took a pen into my hand. With my index finger, I traced the elegant lines of Mr Thorn's signature. He’d written his whole name there. Sebastian Averrete Thorn. It sounded so noble and powerful, and I smirked when I put my ordinary signature next to his. Done!
I took my bag and the phone from the table, and then I left the house. Outside, I was welcomed by a man dressed in a black suit. He was tall and intimidating at first sight. I definitely saw a gun under his left arm, too. I shook my head slightly to get rid of the thought of an armed guard. Mr Thorn knew what he was doing; it wasn’t my place to question his employees.
I got in the back seat of a black Mercedes and took a deep breath. The whole company would gossip about me riding in the boss’s car to work. I pushed the feeling of shame to the side. It was no one’s business if I’d slept with my boss or not. However, I knew how cruel co-workers could be.
The ride to work was quick and silent. My driver wasn’t a chatty guy, so I played with my phone. I’d wanted to text Mr Thorn when I was still in the living room, but I didn’t want to interrupt him. However, in the car, I realised he should be on the plane. With a little bit of luck, he could answer me. I bit my lower lip and, with a stupid grin on my face, I wrote:
Electra: Good morning, sir. Thank you for an amazing night and a great morning. I’m on my way to work. I hope you’re not bored on the plane. Sending a kiss.
I hit the send button and clenched the phone with my palm. I should have proofread my message before sending it. We hadn’t kissed, not even once. Shit!
His response came in a few seconds, and my heart skipped a few beats.
Mr Thorn:Hello, princess. You’re very welcome. I enjoyed it too. I’m actually very bored, so I’m preoccupying my mind with the pictures of you on your knees, with my cock in your mouth. It’s my favourite memory of you.
I instinctively pressed my thighs together, and I gulped. Intense pleasure found its way from my core into every corner of my body. After two seconds of hesitation, I quickly typed my reply.
Electra: You’re making me wet, and you’re not even with me, sir.
God! It was probably the dirtiest text I’d ever sent to anyone. And my frantically beating heart stopped in a moment when I read his response.
Mr Thorn: Show me!
It was a direct command, which meant if I didn’t obey, he would punish me. Fuck! I’d put myself in a horrible position. The driver behind the wheel didn’t pay attention to me at all, but he could see me in the rear-view mirror if he raised his head high enough. I had to be quick and not make any noise.
My insides quivered with excitement when I rolled up my skirt and put the panties to the side. I brushed my two fingers against the wetness between my legs, moistening them with my juices. With the corner of my eye, I was watching the man in the car with me. Still, he was just staring at the road in front of us. I took a photo of my index and middle finger slightly apart, so my arousal was perfectly visible, and I instantly sent it.
One look from the window told me that we were close to the company building, so I had to set my skirt right. I checked myself in the small mirror, and the mischievous glint in my eyes was unmistakable. The exhilarating feeling in my stomach made me smile for myself.
It had been a long time since I felt so good and full of energy. Fuck! I washappy. Genuinely happy. That was the right word. Mr Thorn with his commands, stern voice, and mix of gentle and rough touches was the cure for my sexual starvation, and I experienced strong affection from him towards me. My ex-boyfriend, Mark, had told me that he loved me, yet he’d never made me feel wanted. What Mr Thorn had done in a week, Mark hadn’t done in three years. I’d been so stupid to stay with him, even when I’d known we didn’t have a future together.
The sound of the elevator disturbed my thoughts about comparing my boss with my ex, and I walked in. The reply to my photo came a second after the door was closed.
