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Lily
This spreadsheet that Stefan has sent home with me is just… I can’t keep the blush off my face long enough. There are categories. Sex, Bondage, S&M, Power Play, Fetish, BDSM Gear, and Punishments. It’s so detailed and… God! I can’t fill this out at work!
I get up quickly to close my office door, which is suspicious in and of itself seeing as I never close it. Thankfully, I’m the only one in today. Everyone else is working from home, but still. I just need something to hide behind.
Stefan expressly communicated that he wants me to mark my level of experience beside each cell in every category choosing between “none” “beginner” “intermediate” and “advanced”. In the following cells, he wants me to indicate if I’m indifferent, interested, enjoy, or love receiving or giving whatever is in the first cell of every line. Next, if I’m not interested in receiving or giving, he wants me to indicate whether it’s a hard limit or a soft limit.
“A hard limit is something you absolutely will not do under any circumstances. A soft limit is just something you’re hesitant about, or are scared to try, but would be willing under the right circumstances. Whatever you see that you know for sure you’re not going to do, I want you to mark it as a hard limit,” he’d explained when I asked.
He then gave me a list of his hard limits. He said he doesn’t have any soft limits. My eyes scan his list for the millionth time.
Chastity devices, vaginal fisting, anal fisting, punching/beating, abrasion, piercing, cutting, trampling, branding, cell popping, injections, scarification, tattooing, enemas,catheterization, fire play, golden showers, blood play, scat, vomit, guns…
The way my shock choked me as I read through those items for the first time… I had to google what scat is, and my stomach turned when I read the definition. He wants me to fill all this out. There are over 350 items on the list. Surely, this is unnecessary.
Exhausted before I even start, I settle back in my desk chair, half turning from side to side. Suddenly, the image of his smoky blue eyes, darkened with desire and passion, in a seductive, delicious face leaning over me assails my mind. A just as sudden yearning flips my stomach and pounds between my legs.
“You came without permission. I’m not done with you, yet…Come for me again.”
The sheer euphoria that I felt last night cannot be put into words. He promised to make me orgasm harder than I’ve done before. A promise he beautifully fulfilled. I’ve never felt so satiated before, so calm and settled. He told me he wants to earn my complete surrender, but I know he already has it.
Ugh, I don’t even recognize myself anymore. Just two weeks ago, I was strong, determined, and against all things men. Now, I’m hungry for those wickedly seductive words.
Good girl.
Hearing them replay in his deep, sensual voice yanks a moan from me before I remember where I am. My face burns, and I’m grateful again that no one is here with me, even if my door is closed.
I take a deep breath and force myself to focus on the article that I’m supposed to be writing. It’s well on its way to being just as late as the last one as my mind wonders again back to Stefan and the way he looked tensed and flexed, powerful, over me as he fucked me into oblivion. God, this is such a dangerous game.
Finally admitting defeat after another hour of unproductivity, I call Nadia, our best writer, and ask if she’s willing to take over the article for me. There’s no way I’m going to finish it in time.
**
My phone’s ringtone breaks through my billionth daydream. My white screen is still just as blank as it was this morning, the black cursor mockingly blinking at me. Nadia asked for my notes and the transcript of the interview with Stefan. She needs them to draft the article, and here I am staring into space, not even able to manage typing everything up for her.
“Hello?” I breathe, flushing at how husky my voice sounds when I finally answer my phone. I hadn’t even thought to see who was calling.
“Lily.” The way he says my name, his deep voice is smooth as honey… My mind is thrown.
“Hi.” I sound so stupidly eager.
“I need to see you,” Stefan says. “Now.”
My stomach flips, and my heart accelerates. It’s so hot in here all of a sudden.
“Okay, what do you want me to do?” I ask. His sharp intake of breath sounds through the line.
“You drive me fucking wild, little cat.”
My pleasure heats my face.
“Unlock the door,” he says. “I’m outside your office.”
My heart crashes against my ribcage as I jump up and rush to the front to open the door. It’s misting outside when I push it open and let him in. The tiniest drops of water cling to his beard and sit on the strands of his hair. He looks as if he’s walking right out of a designer cologne commercial. Utterly delectable.
He pulls me into an embrace before I can even speak, burying his face in my hair and breathing deeply.
“I missed you,” he whispers, his words tugging at my heart.
