AllFreeNovel
Share Us
My god, he was right. I was really good at being submissive.
“I want to feel your pussy, the wet grip of you around my fingers.” He took a shuddering breath. “Around my cock.”
My clit quivered. My voice did, too. “I want that, too. I want you to fill me up. Wear me out.”
He gave me a slow, enigmatic smile before saying, “Do it.”
I gasped when the band snapped me, a direct strike that caught the hood of my clitoris and sent razor-sharp shocks of pain down my legs.
“That’s one,” Neil reminded me. “Are you wet?”
“Dripping, Sir.” God, I wanted to be there with him, to be on my knees in front of him, begging to suck his cock.
“Show me,” he urged, his hand picking up speed as I parted myself and pushed two fingers into my cunt. I withdrew them and held up the evidence of my desire, shining wetly in the blue light of the computer screen.
“I wish I could taste you. Do it for me, Sophie. Taste yourself.”
I slipped my fingers between my lips, sucked them clean with a throaty moan. “Someone told me once that I taste like pineapple,” I mused aloud. “I don’t agree.”
“Neither do I.” He sounded almost offended at the notion. “If I wanted pineapple, I would eat pineapple. When I eat pussy, I’d prefer it taste like pussy. And yours is fantastic.”
“Oh god.” I shivered. “I might just come from the sound of your voice.”
“You’d better not. Now, another snap, I think.”
This time, I couldn’t help my cry. My flesh was on fire, wanting to be touched, dreading the pain all the same. And I still had one to go. Neil switched hands, reaching up to swiftly undo the buttons of his shirt. “When you come, I want you to remember who makes you feel this way. Who is that?”
“You, Sir,” I gasped. I needed to come. I had to. I would do anything, say anything. “You turn me on. You make me come. Just you.”
“One more and then I’ll let you come,” he promised, and his voice skated down my nerve endings like a caress. “Just once more.”
I pulled the elastic up again, let it fall, and that was all it took. The pain lanced through me, but it was the touch of the wrapped band that shot me over the precipice. My clenching pussy made obscene sounds, my hips lifting, seeking his body even though he wasn’t there. Mingled chills of pain and pleasure warred on my skin, and I curled up from the bed, moaning. I knew he could see my cunt pulsing, my pelvis rocking against the mattress, my clit ruby red from arousal and shock. I fell back on the pillows, too exhausted to wipe away the tears of grateful relief that rolled from the corners of my eyes. I watched my computer screen, mesmerized, as Neil came with a groan, cum arcing onto his stomach, rolling down the backs of his fingers.
I could barely move. My clit and labia throbbed, and when I felt myself there I was hot and swollen, sharp welts raised in thin lines over my most delicate parts. And if he had asked me to, I would have done five more. Ten. Maybe it was better that he knew my limits and wouldn’t push them too far.
Clearly, I couldn’t be trusted.
* * * *
The next morning, at the office, I was idly testing out beeswax lipsticks on the back of my hand when India stuck her head in.
“You guys, get out here.” Something about her tone set me on immediate alert.
I looked to Jessica. “What’s going on?”
“No idea.” But she was already sliding off her stool and heading for the door.
Everyone was gathered on the main office floor. Jessica and I slunk to an unoccupied section of wall. Rudy stood in the center of the room, casting his unreadable gaze on everyone in the vicinity. “I hope we’re all here,” he called out, over the hushed whispers. “Because this is a very big announcement.”
Neil stood in the main aisle that ran down the middle of the room. He wore a sleek black jacket over a gray shirt, the collar unbuttoned, and he watched as the last stragglers came in from the stairwell and side offices. He waited for the room to quiet further before he addressed us.
“I want to thank you all for a fantastic issue. I am truly impressed at the way you all adapted to the changes we’ve made so far. In light of what you’ve accomplished so far, I have the utmost confidence that you’ll handle future changes just as well.
“Unfortunately, in one very important aspect, fashion doesn’t seem willing to change. Many of you have been working closely with Rudy. You know his pedigree, from costuming to runway to journalism. He knows, probably better than most in this office, how difficult it can be to break new ground. So I trust his opinion in this matter, and I hope you do, as well.”
