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“Of course.”
Straightening my clothes and checking for stains, I went to Max’s door, not even bothering to knock.
“I enjoyed the bagel,” I said, closing the door behind me. “Thank you.”
“Great, sit down, please,” Max replied, not looking up from his papers.
I obeyed my master’s orders and sat.
“I—”
He glared at me.
“I don’t recall asking you a question or giving you permission to talk.”
I shut my mouth so fast it made a noise. I watched him, taking in his every move, trying to gauge his mood. I couldn’t get anything except that he was very busy. Though busy with what, I could only begin to imagine.
He lowered the paper to his desk and leaned back.
“I like you, Charli,” he said.
The sound of my nickname on his lips soaked my panties. That was the first time he hadn’t used my full name.
Was I in a dream?
Had my fantasy man actually said he liked me?
“I—”
“Silence,” he replied again, gentler this time.
“Yes, sir,” I said, hanging my head.
“I like you, and you have been doing a lot better. You are still rough around the edges, mostly due to a lack of practical experience. But I see genuine potential in you. I think you could do really big things, even become an assistant editor if you want to, but you are going to have to go through some discipline.”
“What kind of discipline?” I asked, before I could stop myself.
“Some very serious and strict training. I am willing to undertake this endeavor if you are interested. I won’t lie to you. It could get harsh, but I think it will be of a significant benefit to you and your future career.”
I swallowed hard, imagining the type of training I’d like to receive from him.
“What does it entail?”
“We will work very closely. You wouldn’t be in your office anymore. I would set up a desk for you here so I can keep an eye on things. You will do what I say when I say it. If you screw up, you get punished swiftly and severely, but if you do well, you will be rewarded in the same manner.”
“Punished and rewarded how?” I asked, my voice quiet and small.
“If you’re bad, I will spank or paddle you. If you’re good, I will play with your pussy until you cum. I will lick and suck on your clit until you feel amazing. I will fuck you and you’ll think you’ve died and gone to Heaven.”
The world around me turned hazy, and it took a few seconds for me to understand what he’d said.
“Y-you’ll spank me?” I asked, trembling at the thought, though more with pleasure than fear.
This was a strange part to focus on, but for some reason it turned me on the most.
“Yes, but only when needed for correction. I will never harm you.”
I grasped the armrests, my fingers digging into the soft leather.
“What’s the difference?”
“Harm leaves a permanent mark.”
There was a long pause. I tried to make it look like I was thinking his offer over. In reality, I was trying to catch my breath and, with it, regain my ability to speak.
My heart pounded against my rib cage, and my pussy ached with desire, longing for the unknown pleasures being offered by this sexy, strong, and commanding man.
“Yes,” was all I could manage.
“Good. I am still working out the details, but it won’t take long.”
All I could do was nod. Every muscle in my body trembled at once, making it difficult to form words. I couldn’t stop thinking about it—about him.
I imagined him standing behind me while I was on all fours. Imagined him spanking me, then fucking me. Pounding his big, beautiful cock into me and bringing me to previously unimagined levels of pleasure.
“You are excused,” Max said, picking up his paper again.
“Yes, Master,” I blurted out.
I covered my mouth, and my cheeks flushed, burning hot. I wasn’t sure where the word had come from, but I had said it and couldn’t take it back. But I’d meant it. And he didn’t seem to mind. In fact, a pleased and slightly smug smile spread across his handsome face.
I rushed from the room before he had time to say anything. It didn’t matter if it was good or bad. The cat was out of the bag, and it was up to him to make of it what he liked.
I grabbed the key to the staff bathroom from the receptionist’s desk drawer and practically ran there.
Locked in the privacy of the single-occupancy bathroom, I yanked down my panties and pressed my fingers against my soaked pussy. I slammed back against the cool tile wall, moaning with relief.
Gently as I could, I worked my fingers along my delicate pink folds, paying close attention to my swollen and throbbing clit. Getting into the rhythm of things, I closed my eyes, losing myself to the pleasure coursing through my body.
