Work Assignments

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[My first time posting an excerpt of my writing in the forum. 😬 😬 😱. This is an excerpt from a longer bdsm story I started writing involving a female sub employee and her male dom boss ]

 

* beep beep beep*

The alarm’s rude invasion wakes me up.  I blink a few times and oddly see spiders crawling on the wall next to me. I blink again and try to revive my consciousness fully. They’re gone now. Hypnopompic hallucinations, I thought to myself. 

I notice the paddle on the nightstand next to me and my heart starts racing.  I put it back in the box with the key card and dump it in my purse.  I jump out of bed and begin my morning routine. After my shower,  I stand in front of my closet looking at the options. Ugh, I need new clothes. I giggle.  Pick something that’s easy access, you horny little slut. I ultimately select a stretchy form fitting black pencil skirt with a slit in the back.  A black lacy thong.  A blue sweater.  Black strappy heels. Hair in a bun. And, out the door I go. 

I arrive at work and go into the building’s lobby. My heart races again as I walk towards the elevator and press the button. Vivid images form in my head and I can’t help the smile forming at the corners of my lips. 

As I wait for the elevator, several others begin assembling behind me and beside me as they too wait.  The elevator opens and I step on it and go towards the back. As the door begins to close, I catch a glimpse of Mr. Stevens walking into the building. My heart sank a little, thinking if only I had been a few minutes later we may have been on the same elevator again. 

The first couple of hours at the office go by rather uneventfully. Around 9:30, I head down to the coffee shop. Remembering his order…Medium roast, one vanilla cream.  Medium roast, one vanilla cream.  Haha. Vanilla? Sure about that, Mr. Stevens?

I head towards the elevators again, coffees in hand, and I start getting nervous. I realize I don’t have the paddle with me or my key fob. Fuck!  I look at my phone. 9:48. Shit!  Panicking, I push the button to my office floor.  I burst out of the elevator and race back to my work station.  I rifle through my drawer, find the box, realize I can’t carry that and the two coffees, throw the box back into my purse and sling it over my shoulder, grab the coffees and rush back out of the office towards the elevator.  I didn’t know it but Kimber was watching me the whole time. 

Inside the elevator alone, I impatiently push “10” several times with my fingertip, balancing the coffees in the same hand.  9:57…. 9:57…. 9:57….for fuck’s SAKE, could the elevator go any slower!  …….6………7……..  Sweat is forming on my brow and upper lip. 

The elevator stops at the 8th floor. I am so irritated; who needs to be on this elevator so badly right now!?

I look up and it’s Mr. Stevens and Mr. Clark, my boss…

“Ah, Miss Starling, Mr. Stevens was just telling me that he’s having you help him with a special project,” Mr. Clark said as they both got into the elevator with me.  Mr. Stevens looked at his watch, then at me, and smirked before turning around in front of me and pushing the button to his floor.  My face turns red as Mr. Clark tries to engage with me.

“Yes Mr. Clark.”

“What kind of a project is it, Miss Starling?”  Mr. Clark looks at me, no trace of suspicion on his face.

“Well, it’s uhm. Actually it’s..”

Mr. Stevens turned to us, and, without missing a beat, “She’s helping with the coordination of the Christmas charity event.  I heard about what she did last year for your department and I wanted to put that talent to good use.”  Mr. Stevens patted my shoulder, sneaking a wink as Mr. Clark turned back around. 

“Well, that’s great Miss Starling. Just don’t let your normal work get behind.  Here’s my stop.”  Mr. Clark exits on the 9th floor.  

As each inch of the elevator door glides shut, the air thickens tenfold with sexual tension.  

“Do you know what time it is?”

You don’t turn around to look at me. 

“No, Sir,” I say quietly to your back.

We arrive on the tenth floor and you exit. I follow behind, a coffee in each hand. We walk past your secretary and I smile politely and nod.  She smiles back.  We enter your office and you shut the door. I offer you one of the coffees. 

“Not yet, Miss Starling. I want you to hold those for a while.  One in each hand. Just like that.”

I say nothing but do as I’m told. I feel my heart racing a little and a rush of nervous adrenaline, followed by a light cold sweat.  

“It’s 10:04, Miss Starling.  I’d really like for this to work but I think you might need some training after you’re reprimanded for this tardy problem you seem to have.”  

My eyes are lowered as I stand there with the coffees in my hands. I hear you walking around me in a circle. The hair on the back of my neck rises. 

You reach into my purse and take out the box.  You remove the key fob and the paddle. I hear you chuckle.  You notice some residue on the paddle.  

“Had some fun with this last night I see.”  You whack the paddle hard against your hand, the noise startling me and making me jump. “Don’t spill that coffee.” 

You stop behind me and much like in the elevator, I feel your hands run up the sides of my legs, bringing my skirt up with it.  The skirt hem rests on top of my ass.  

“Walk to that door, Miss Starling.”

I hesitate.  *WHAP!* The paddle strikes my left cheek.  “Now!”

As my ass finishes wobbling and starts to turn pink from the paddle’s impact, I walk in front of you, ass cheeks exposed, until we get to the door. You use the fob and push the door open; I feel your heat and smell you as you reach in front of me.  I walk through and enter the room.

We stop in the center and you take one coffee from my hand and take a nice big sip, and then place it back into my hand. I feel arousal forming deep in my sex.  There is a wide array of equipment in the room.  I hear the door close and *beep* behind me. 

The next thing I know, I feel something cloth against my eye area. A blindfold. It’s snug and eliminates my sight entirely. 

“Sensory deprivation, Miss Starling.”

“Yes Sir.” 

“Tell me…how many times have you masturbated about us?”  

I hear you step away and then, something wheel across the floor towards me. Then I feel your body heat in front of me. I feel the front of my skirt being bunched up higher about my waist and realize you’re sitting on a wheeled chair in front of me.  I just know you’re staring at my panty clad pussy nestled between my chubby thighs. 

“Hmm?” My panty is swiftly yanked down, but gets trapped between my legs. You slap my hip and I step wider, and the panty stays stretched between my knees. “Don’t let those hit the ground.”

“I think two or three times Sir.”

“From now on, Miss Starling, your orgasms are mine to control.”  I feel your fingertips run along the outside of my slit very gently, back and forth, back and forth.  Without applying much pressure, a fingertip slips inside the slit because I’ve been getting wet with arousal. My subtle yet recognizable scent begins to fill the space between my pussy and your face and you inhale it like a drug. You tease the inside of my outer lips without pushing against my clit which is now swollen and achy wanting to reach your finger.  I don’t get what I want, I just get wetter and hornier and more desperate; you’re humiliating me. 

“Your tardy must be dealt with.”

  I hear you wheel away and the air around the front of my body suddenly gets cold from your absence.  You’re behind me now and I feel you reach around with one arm and hold me across my hips so I remain stationary, outstretched legs restricted by the panty and coffees in my hands. 

*WHAP*

The paddle comes down directly on top of my pussy.

“Count.”

*WHAP*

“Two Sir.”

*WHAP*

“Three Sir.”  I feel a sting radiate from my pussy.

*WHAP*

“Four Sir.”

*WHAP*

“Five Sir.”  My voice shakes a little as the strikes get harder, faster, and more relentless.

This continues until we reach twenty-five. 

You rub and tap the paddle lightly against the outside of my pussy, and then you release your hold and you wheel yourself back around to the front of me. 

You take the coffee and drink it while you admire the new pink shade of my bald pussy, along with a ***k of glistening wetness starting to make its way to the outer lips.

“Are you going to be on time from now on?”

“Yes Sir.”

“Good girl.”  You pat my pussy with your bare hand and put your coffee back in my hand. 

“Miss Starling, the company is working on a new product and I have something in mind as a new work assignment and I’d like to give you a trial today doing the work to see how well you tolerate it.” 

Tolerate it. 

 “Turn to the right and walk 8 steps for me please.”

With my legs outstretched, I walk like a gunslinger towards some custom restraining equipment that sits before some floor to ceiling windows.  I don’t dare let the panties fall. You take the coffees from my hands finally, but quickly take my arms and work them and my body into the equipment in the desired angle and position and lock my wrists into place. I’m bent at the waist, legs apart, with my heels on the ground, ankles shackled and my arms back behind me. My head and shoulders upright and my chest thrust forward. You sit in your wheelie chair again and sit in front of me.  You add something to my cup and then bring it up to my lips.  I drink it down. You carefully pull at my clothing and bra until my tits are fully exposed.  I feel my nipples harden from the exposure.

As you fondle my breasts and rub my nipples between your fingers, you explain that you have a special customer base with unique tastes.  You begin tugging my nipples rhythmically.  It feels exquisitely good and I moan softly.

“Miss Starling, how do you feel about ***d lactation?”

Suddenly I hear a machine turn on.  Something is pressed against one breast and then the other. I begin to feel suction on the tips of my breasts and some focused pulling and releasing on my nipples. 

I’m being milked.

[to be continued]

[KentDom6969]

Nice mix of inspiration 👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻

[Maverick-86]

Brilliantly written 🙂👏👏👏👌

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23 hours ago, KentDom6969 said:

Nice mix of inspiration 👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻

Thank you ☺️ KD!

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7 hours ago, Maverick-86 said:

Brilliantly written 🙂👏👏👏👌

You’re too kind. Thank you M! 🙈 

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Omg that’s an amazing story. I really hope there is more! 😁

[Ch****]

Very stimulating!!!