*somewhere around 12 years ago (where I had even less knowledge-and more blissful innocence- than my limited knowledge of such things currently), I was issued a challenge. The person didn't think i could successfully produce a good story. This was the result...*
Karrie's struggles at work just seemed to be mounting. She couldn't do anything right. this was a job that she loved, yet her new boss Mr. Peters just never seemed pleased with anything that she did. It was really hard for her because she used to do so well at this job, she used to be the top-now the only place it looked like she was going was on her way out. Desperation seemed to be taking over, so she made the decision to go in over the weekend to put some extra work on this project. A holiday weekend should give plenty of time to get this done...or so she thought. When she pulled into the office her heart sank as she saw the only other car in the parking lot-Mr. Peter's van. Gathering all of her courage she got out of the car, fumbling for her key to the office. As she approached the door it was opened for her, and mr. Peter's was standing there.
"For work at the office jeans are not allowed Ms.Carter. You should know the rules by now!"
True, however this was the weekend and her old boss Mr. Jones never seemed to mind. True, her hair was all mussled in a ponytail, she had jeans and a tank top on, a small hoodie and a bottle of water along with her work bag. She tried to explain, but of course he wanted nothing to do with it. She mumbled a quick 'i'm sorry' and tried to go on her way. Mr. peters also mumbled something as he walked away slapping her ass really hard as he did so.
Karrie didn't know what to think of the moments that had just taken place. The slap really stung and brought tears to her eyes. Away to the bathroom she went to try to freshen up and clean her face off. She had another outfit in her bag because she had planned to go out this evening when she was done working, but decided it would be best to change now. She quickly slipped into the skirt and sheer blouse(which was not at all appropriate for work, but surely Mr. peters would be happier that she looked nicer than when she came in), did a quick job on her hair and makeup and was out the door. The comfort of her flip flops replace with high strappy heels. One last lookover in the mirror and she was out.
As she turned the hallway she realized that the door to her office was open and the lights were on. As she walked in Mr. Peter's turned around in HER office chair, her latest project in his hand. He looked straight at her, "This is what you call a professional job? I mean really? You have messy margins, your points are vague...i really expected more out of you Ms. Carter. Clean off your desk!" He got up and walked abruptly out of her office towards his.
karrie started to cry as she feared all of her hopes, dreams, hard work, and a job she loved were going out the window. Something in his voice told her that it would be better to just do as he was telling her, not trying to talk her way out of it. She moved towards the desk, not realizing that he had returned. He was watching every move she made, watching the way that skirt and blouse just looked so good on her, bringing emphasis to all the right parts. Wow, did she look good. As she had nearly finished clearing the top of the desk, karrie caught a glimpse of him staring at her. The look in his eye seemed to go straight through her, and though she tried to ignore it she couldn't. He moved towards her and she tried to go the other way....he was much too quick for her. Grabbing her he pushed her down on the desk.
*THWACK*
Karrie cried out from the surprise of the blow.
*THWACK*
"You are going to learn that the only way to do things in this office is my way little girl. " As he was saying all this he unzipped that luscious skirt and then teasingly pulled off her black lace panties revealing her beautiful red ass...He took his hands and cupped her ass in his hands....*THWACK* He repeated this several times as he listened to her cries and watched her legs shake from the pain. She was so turned on and he knew it...perfect!
Sitting in her chair he ordered her to get up and take her shirt off. Silly woman, she turned around so he wouldn't see her breasts! She came to him wearing nothing but her bra. He mused quietly as he saw her beautiful body standing there before him. He got up and handcuffed her hands behind her back, then he pulled her down so she was straddling his lap and then just stared at her a while before he took his knife out and cut the bra off. Her beautiful large breasts hanging right in front of his face. (He didn't have to do much seeing as her nipples were already painfully hard at this point.) With one hand he started caressing her wetness, and with the other he just played with her right nipple. He started suckling her breasts.
Karrie couldn't control herself, she was enjoying all of this. She let out a moan, and then a loud cry as he bit her.
"I didn't give you permission to make a sound. Be quiet."
He continued suckling her breasts harder and faster, and he put two fingers in her teasing her from that end as well.
This took karrie over the edge. She let out a rather orgasmic sort of sound. He pushed her off and onto the floor. Removed the handcuffs and told her to go stand in the corner. She couldn't believe her ears, he was disciplining her like she was a child. She went over to the corner and stood there for what seemed like forever. Her legs wanted to give out, but she stood there trying not to move at all.
He came up behind her with another hard slap to the ass. Then he placed a blindfold on her, leaving her there again for what seemed like a long time. After another while he called to her and told her to crawl on her hands and knees to him. She did so. when she got to him he ordered her onto her knees and told her to beg to be allowed to have him in her mouth.
"Please may i have you in my mouth. i want to taste you. I want to feel you."
"NO!"
"Please sir?"
"NO!"
"I beg of you sir. Please allow me to do this?"
"you may"
He brought her near and shoved it into her mouth. She almost gagged but gave it the best go that she could. She ran circles with her tongue and was very careful not to let him feel any teeth. She sucked and she sucked and then she got an overflowing mouthful."
"Now swallow it!"
not being in a position to argue with him she did. He just grinned watching this blindfolded beauty in front of him obeying his every command.
He took out a collar, placed it and a leash on her and pulled. He was walking her like she was a dog. Before she choked she quickly followed. He took her through the office and to his large corner office and locked the door. When they got there he removed the blindfold and the leash and ordered her to crawl to him. He laid down under her, her breasts hanging down in his face. "These are mine and no one else's, you understand. No one else is to touch these, unless i tell you to. You may not even do anything to them unless i am present. They are mine...you are mine, you understand.?
"yes..." as she let out a very quiet and faint response?
He pinched the right nipple really hard and bit the other...."I didn't hear you..."
"Yes."
he pinched her again harder, pulling as he said "I didn't hear you..."
She winced in pain. "Yes sir...Yes, they are yours. Yours to do whatever you like. No one else's. They are yours."
He released. "Good. And whose are you? Who do you belong to?"
She closed her eyes, "You sir. only you. I belong to you."
He smiled as he kissed her ears and turned her over. For the next period of time he rode her hard. they connected like he had with no other. She found herself enjoying it too.
After he held her in his arms as she cried from the overwhelming events of the day washed over her. She fell asleep right there in his arms. He smiled and just mused at his beauty. Although she may have been surprised at all of this, he was not. He had been planning this for quite some time. He knew that she was ready to be his, he knew that he wanted her to be his-and he got it. He kissed her head and then went to sleep himself knowing that he found a treasure. He also decided that maybe one day he would let her in on the secret that her work on the project really was excellent...it always had been. But then again, maybe not...