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Ellis was standing in the foyer, his briefcase resting on the floor. He was dressed in dark slacks, the shoes polished to a brilliant sheen. He was buttoning up the top button of his white dress shirt when I met his eyes. I could smell the soap on him, and the subtle cologne he always seemed to favor. His gaze upon me was intent, and a little amused, the slightest hint of a smile playing at the corners of his mouth. “Good. I was planning on talking to you tonight, but since you’re up early, we can discuss it right now.” He glanced at his watch, the silver metal glittering under the lights of the foyer. “We have a thing or two to discuss, my dear.” He tilted his head toward the living room. “After you, Ms. Grant.”
“Um, okay,” I said, already moving into the living room. The lips of my pussy slid against one another as I walked, wetness already gathering between my thighs. I was wearing my uniform, but I was barefoot. My heels were actually in the bathroom. The only thing missing from my ensemble were my panties; the torn ones from the night before were completely unserviceable. Mr. Winters hadn’t issued me a replacement either. I thought about using a pair of my own, but I figured since no one else was going to be around, it wouldn’t be a problem to just go commando for the day.
That was apparently a poor decision.
I found a spot at the end of one side of the couch, pulling my legs up and tucking them underneath me, angling my hips away such that I could hide the fact that my pussy was entirely bare. I just had to hope I didn’t leave some of my wetness on his upholstery. I knew instinctively he would not take well to that one bit.
“Idolike the look of that uniform. A proper slut’s uniform,” he said, his voice like the distant rumble of thunder. “But that’s not what I want to talk to you about today.”
Rather than take a seat himself, he strolled toward me, utterly unhurried. Then he stood over me, his gaze pinning me in place on the couch. The note of his cologne was stronger now, and I loved it, marveling anew at how the mere scent of a man could excite me.
“Things are going to change between us from now on. I think you understand why.”
I cleared my throat, suddenly having trouble finding my words. “Because of what happened last night?”
“Not just that. I’ve decided that it’s time to take things to a deeper level with us. I’ve seen who you are, and I know what you need. You’re going to find some of it quite difficult, and I’ll be honest Ilikethat too. But you need it. I’m going to enjoy giving you all you need—and more.”
My heart was beginning to pound, but the heat blooming between my thighs was a raging fire now. “What… what did you have in mind?”
He kept pacing again, not even looking at me as he spoke, and I had a real sense of being his secretary taking dictation from this man. Only the subject wasn’t some battle business matter.
The subject wasme.
“From now on you aren’t just going to be subject to me during work hours. You’re mine all the time. Do you understand?”
I nodded. Thankfully, I didn’t really have to speak, my tongue suddenly feeling like it was about three times its size.
He continued. “Your job now isn’t just to clean my house, and make sure everything is in its place. Part of your duties now are to serve me, more to the point serving mycock. Your job is to make my cock happy, to give me pleasure, and to make me come. Am I clear?”
Oh, my God.
“Yes…”
“Which brings me to the next issue. You will only call me Sir from now on as long as you’re working for me. Even in polite company Sir will do. No more Ellis, or Mr. Winters, or any of that shit. Your state of mind and how you speak to me are going to reinforce that. You most of all need that, that regular reminder of your place in this relationship.”
That word surprised me. “We’re in a… relationship?”
“If by relationship, you mean that you do everything you’re told, when you’re told, in the way you’re told, then yes, we’re in a relationship now. What would you call it?”
“I don’t know… I’m just, there’s so much for me to think about, especially about last night.”
He surprised me then. “Is your cunt sore?”
My mouth dropped open, then I snapped it shut again, trying to regain my composure. “I…”
“Answer the question. It’s just you and me here. No one else has to know what it is that you need.”
I swallowed hard at that, confused at how difficult it was to admit this. “Yes, yes, it is.”
“And has it ever happened to you before? Been sore like that after someone fucked you?”
“Maybe after my first time?” It was a reach and we both knew it.
“That doesn’t count, Lola.”
I looked down as I said the words. “Then… no. That’s never happened to me before.”
“And did you like it? Did you like that it hurt you? I want you to be honest with me. Always.”
