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Holly
When I wake, it takes a moment to realize where I am and as the realization hits, I feel a strange mixture of emotions. I’m embarrassed to face him, yet wouldn’t change what happened for a thing. It was intense, so intense, and unlike any other sexual encounter I’ve ever had. Maybe it was because it felt forbidden. Sex with a stranger because he is—a stranger. Sex with the boss, surely that’s a taboo subject and the fact he was so commanding, was a definite turn on.
Yes, as sex goes, this one has risen to the top of the list and I am surprised that I loved it when he commanded me. It felt good to do what he asked, and seeing his happiness at what I could do made me strangely proud. Now I know I’m fucked in every way because where has this weak female come from? I pride myself on my independence. My ability to make my own rules and I hate the fact I so easily gave that away for a moment with him.
As he stirs, my heart rate increases because I’m not sure what happens next and his low, husky drawl immediately makes me wet again.
“You ok, baby?”
“Yes, um, sir.”
He turns to face me and traces a path down my face toward my breasts and as I see the desire heavy in his eyes, I feel myself squirm with a need to go again.
“Ready for lesson number two?”
I nod shyly. “Ok.”
He grins, showing what a cocky bastard he is, and he says roughly, “Remember, this is all about losing control to me.”
“Ok.”
He stands and rifles through a drawer next to his bed, and I watch with a mixture of trepidation and excitement as he removes some silk scarves.
As he sits on the bed, he says firmly, “Lie back.”
I feel myself quivering with excitement as he ties my wrists to the bedposts and then secures my ankles. I should be embarrassed to be naked and spread out before him, but strangely, I’m just interested to see where this will lead. He fastens another scarf around my eyes, and it feels strangely liberating. The fact I can’t see him makes it more acceptable somehow, and his voice appears as if it’s from another world.
“I’m going to teach you about the senses; show you how good it can feel. It won’t all be pleasure though, but you will learn to welcome the pain.”
Now I’m not happy and I make to speak but as I open my mouth, he stuffs some kind of fabric inside it and whispers, “Trust me, Holly, you will love it.”
My senses are on red alert as he moves off the bed and I lie rigid and disbelieving that I’m in this position at all.
The first thing I feel is something soft caressing my body, and it feels so nice and as if I’m floating on a cloud. It feels so good and soon the feather like object is replaced with his mouth and as he kisses every part of my body, I moan. I know I’m already ready to feel him inside me and I’m ashamed at how quickly he can make me want him and then I feel a shiver when he runs something cold over my breasts that almost hurts as the ice burns my skin. He replaces it with his hot mouth and it feels so good I can’t stop moaning.
There is no other sound than my moans and I should be embarrassed about that, but I’m not. I want more and as he rubs some kind of lotion into my breasts, I wish he would put me out of my misery because I’m ready to explode right now.
The fact I can’t see a thing, or speak, is strangely intoxicating, as if I’m not really here at all and I surround myself in fantasy as he plays my body like a maestro at the top of his game.
Then I feel the bite of leather as he flicks something hard against my abdomen and the pain causes me to jerk and a muffled scream escapes. Immediately, he runs the feather over the painful area and then kisses it softly, and the pain is replaced by ecstasy once again. Three more times he strikes, and each time is followed by a burst of pleasure that makes me welcome the pain, knowing it will end in a feeling I have yet to experience. I almost howl with disappointment when he removes the gag and unties me and as I blink in the light, I am mortified to see him sniffing my drenched panties that were apparently just in my mouth.
With a wicked grin, he tosses them into the trash can next to his bed and says darkly, “You won’t be needing them again.”
“What the...”
“No underwear required, because from now on, you wear what I say and allow me access whenever I choose. Your body now belongs to me, Holly, and I promise you will like how that feels.”
I should be arguing right now but feel strangely turned on by it. Not knowing when he wants my body is a delicious game that I’m happy to play and so I look at him shyly and whisper, “Yes, sir.”
His eyes darken at my words and I know he loves it when I address him this way and for the first time, I see the power I have over him. He wants me. Holly Bryant, insignificant junior reporter and woman without purpose. Well, I have one now and it’s delighting this man who has the power to give me everything I want in life. Now I’m up for the challenge and if he wants it on his terms, bring it on.
