The Domme Intern Ch. 08
Chapter 8 A Fate Worse Than Spanking
The next day was Tuesday. Emily was excited at the situation she had created. She had collared her CEO boss in just over one month's time.
She got out of bed and took her time in the shower. She washed and conditioned her hair, then took an extra-long time soaping her body. Her nipples firmed as she caressed them with her soapy hands. She massaged her full breasts, then squeezed and toyed with her nipples. They were one her favorite exogenous zones. She never experienced orgasm through stimulation of her breasts but it made her extremely horny. In just a few minutes she felt her pussy throbbing for attention.
She wet her washcloth and moved away from the shower spray so the body wash would not be rinsed away. She soaped her flat stomach and her firm round ass. She slid the soapy washcloth between her ass cheeks and gently scrubbed her sensitive asshole. She thought back to Steve on the floor behind her. She absolutely loved the feeling of her collared pet, obediently worshiping her delicate asshole. It was pure physical pleasure combined with the satisfaction of collaring the most powerful man she had ever met.
She was making herself horny but she made a conscious decision to not masturbate. She wanted to go to work in a heightened state of arousal. She knew she would be more bold and sexually aggressive if she were horny and now she had collared Steve so he would be ready and willing to play. Plus she had a treasure trove of evidence to keep him under her thumb. The very idea made her hairless pussy throb. She finished scrubbing her body and rinsed off with nice hot water.
After her shower she went to her closet to make a wardrobe decision. She no longer had to worry about Martha judging her or commenting on her outfit. She considered wearing business slacks to show off her ass but she decided against it. She decided to wear a skirt with stockings and garters but no panties. That way she could play games with Steve, flashing him, and maybe more.
Steve was home getting dressed as well. He couldn't stop thinking about his sexy intern. She had actually put a collar around his neck and made him lick her boots. It was the stuff of depraved B-movies and dark fantasies. He was surprised to find his cock partially erect and dribbling precum. He couldn't help but think about licking her leather boots. The idea had never entered his mind but now, that he had experienced it, he wanted it again. Emily was like a drug and he needed another hit.
He realized that what he really needed, was to get dressed. He decided upon a typical pair of business pants and button up shirt. His newly hairless genitals felt noticeably different in his boxers. Steve drove to work with his left hand on top of the steering wheel. He looked at the black silicone ring on his pinky. A younger version of himself may have been angry, or worried about his situation with Emily. But now, he saw this as an exciting new avenue that he would have never found if not for Emily. He smiled to himself at the possibilities.
He arrived at the office at 7:45am and Emily was already there, seated at her desk. She was gorgeous as ever. He said, "Good morning Emily, how are you?"
She saw her ring on his pinky, then looked up at him smugly and said, "Go wait in your office. I scheduled an eight o'clock meeting with you, me, and Jane."
Steve was surprised. He paused to think then said, "Jane Miles?"
"Yes," confirmed Emily, "The Human Resources manager."
Steve nodded numbly then said, "Well, what's it about?"
"I said wait in your office," stated Emily sternly as she stared up into his eyes.
Steve's stomach dropped. He said, "Yes Miss Emily."
He went into his office and closed the door. Emily smiled to herself and opened her backpack. She extracted her personal iPad. She logged into her cloud account and found the video of Steve, nude, on his knees and sucking the heel of her boot. She locked the screen then got up and went over to Steve's office door, opening it abruptly.
He was nervously pacing the floor and she startled him. She stepped in and closed the door behind her then she walked over behind his desk and sat in his chair, placing her iPad on the desk. He looked at it and said, "What's that for?"
She looked up him and replied, "This is my personal iPad. It's the best way to see pictures and videos from my cloud account."
His mouth dropped open. He said, "Emily, you told me you didn't want to ruin my career."
She looked at him smugly and said, "Yes, that's what I said." She lifted the iPad's camera to her face, unlocking it. She pressed play on the video and turned it toward Steve. His mouth dropped open upon seeing himself committing such a depraved act. Obviously he was well aware of it, he had experienced himself only twelve hours prior but seeing it in high resolution color was jarring.
Emily enjoyed the horror on his face as he watched himself totally submitting to her while obviously sexually aroused. He nervously said, "Emily, why are you doing this? You said you wouldn't do this to me."
She simply stared at Steve coldly and let him squirm for a long moment. Finally she said, "Don't worry Steve. We are not meeting with Jane Miles this morning. I simply wanted you to experience what will happen if I'm ever forced to expose you." She stopped the video and locked the screen.
Steve sighed in relief and said, "Thank God."
Emily shook her head and said, "No, thank Miss Emily."
He stared at her mischievous smile. He was completely out of control in his own office and both he and Emily knew it.
She said, "Come over here."
He walked over next her and she said, "Closer." He shuffled right next to her. She held her eyes on his and said, "Drop your pants."
He glanced at his closed door and his mind raced. She delighted in the uneasy expression on his face as he looked back at her. She raised her hand and motioned with it to drop his pants. She said, "I want to see."
He opened his belt, then unsnapped his pants and slid down his zipper. His pants dropped all the way to his ankles. She said, "Show me."
He hooked his thumbs in his boxers and slid them out, past his growing cock and slid them down. Then he held up his shirt, exposing his hairless genitals.
Emily leaned in close to get a good look. Unfortunately this situation reminded Steve of his annual physical when his doctor would check him for a hernia.
Emily reached out and cradled his smooth balls in her soft hand. Steve held his breath at the sensation of her caressing his smooth scrotum. He snapped back into the moment as he looked at her gorgeous face, only inches from his manhood. His cock erected and she gently massaged and slid her fingertips on his sensitive, shaved skin. She said, "Very nice Steve, I like it."
She shifted her hand and wrapped it fully around his firm cock. She slowly pumped her hand along its length, causing his knees to buckle. Suddenly she released his cock, causing it to bounce up and down.
She said, "I want you to keep yourself groomed like this from now on."
"Yes Miss Emily," said Steve obediently.
She smiled and said, "I want to show you something." She pushed her back into his chair and rolled it back a couple feet. She spread her legs and grasped the hem of her skirt with both hands, sliding it up her silky stockings. Her garters were revealed and she kept going. Next, Steve was staring at her glorious, hairless pussy and his mouth dropped open. She giggled and said, "No panties."
Steve nodded in shock and appreciation. She said, "You keep yourself nice and smooth and I'll do the same."
She fanned her fingertips on her pubis just above her beautiful pussy and said, "Don't forget Steve, obedient boys get to lick."
He stared at her enslaving pussy and nodded in admiration. Next she abruptly pulled her skirt back down then waved the back of her hand at him and said, "Ok, undies up, fix yourself, we have work to do."
He shuffled back a little and bent down to fix his clothes. Emily stood and picked up her iPad. She stepped out of the office and returned it to her backpack. She turned around and Steve was standing in his office doorway waiting for Emily to tell him what to do.
She walked up close to him and looked in his eyes. She said, "Don't forget Steve, you are still the CEO of Driftstone. You have the respect of thousands of employees and the entire city of Boston. You don't need me to tell you how to do your job do you?"
"Uh, no, uh, I mean. You're right," confirmed Steve.
She smiled and said, "So what do you need to work on today?"
Steve thought for a moment and said, "Well, Thursday afternoon I have the company wide, online, state of the business meeting. I'll be speaking to thousands of employees from my office here."
"Ok good," said Emily, "You should prepare for that, don't you think?"
"Yes, yes I should," agreed Steve.
Emily said, "Of course you know, you are down one secretary. I'll be your secretary for now but you need to find a new one."
"That's right I do," agreed Steve.
Emily said, "How much does the position pay?"
Steve said, "I'd have to check but I think Martha made thirty dollars per hour."
Emily smiled and said, "I'll tell you what, I can save you eight dollars an hour by hiring an entry level secretary."
"That sounds good," said Steve, "Do you have someone in mind?"
"Yes, a friend of mine," she said, "Inexperienced but I have time to train before I go back to school in the fall."
"Ok," said Steve, "Setup an interview and I'll evaluate her."
Emily grinned slightly and said, "Well, one, he's a guy and two, there's no need for you to interview. I'm telling you right now that you're going to hire him."
Steve's mouth dropped open but he was speechless. Emily looked at him blankly and said, "Any questions?"
Steve lifted his left hand and looked at the pinky ring. He thought for a moment, looked back at Emily and said, "When can he start?"
She smiled at Steve's malleability then said, "Monday morning."
"Okay," said Steve, "I better uh, get to work."
Emily nodded and said, "Yes, you better."
Steve stepped back into his office and grasped the door knob.
Emily held up her hand and said, "Uh, Mr. Harris."
He stopped and said, "Yes?"
She said, "Keep your door open so I can keep an eye on you."
He smiled and said, "Yes Miss Stone."
He went into his office and Emily went to her desk. She was thinking about Steve addressing the entire company from his office on Friday. That gave her a fun idea. She sat at her desk and pulled out her phone. She opened her Amazon shopping app and searched for, "Remote Control Butt Plug". In short order she found a model that featured both vibration and electric shocking modes all controlled by an included long range remote control.
She added a small tube of lubricant, pressed the "Buy Now" button and smiled to herself. She glanced over at Steve sitting at his desk in front of his monitor. She imagined him speaking to thousands of employees as he wore a humiliating, remote controlled butt plug. She felt her pussy getting slippery at the thought.
She closed her shopping app and switched over to her text app. She pulled up her most recent text to her toy Mark and typed in a new one, "I got you a new job working with me. You start Monday. $22 per hour.
He texted back, "Wow that sounds great. Can I call you to talk about it?"
She replied, "No. I'll call you later."
"Okay," Mark replied.
Emily spent the rest of the morning as a proper secretary. She took calls for Steve and sorted through his mail and email messages. Anyone who interacted with her would have no idea that she reigned over her CEO boss. She found the entire situation extremely delicious. She was getting hornier with each passing minute.
At lunchtime Steve emerged from his office and said, "Would you care to join me for lunch?"
Emily said, "I am hungry but I have a more pressing need."
Steve's face lit up at her playful comment. She stood and walked over to him. She momentarily pressed her body to his as she squeezed past him in the doorway, entering his office. He turned around and watched her sit down on the front edge of his couch.
She looked up at him and said, "Get in here and lock the door."
He quickly stepped back into his office, closed and locked the door. He turned back and watched her slide her feet wide apart and point at the floor in front of her. He understood and hurried over, kneeling before her.
She slid her skirt up her silky stockings, past her garters, revealing her perfect pussy. She watched him stare at it and said, "I'm hungry but I want an orgasm first."
He looked up to her face hopefully. She smirked and nodded. Finally she said, "It's ok Steve, get your mouth down there."
Emily laid back and made herself comfortable. He dropped to all fours and moved into position, wrapping his hands around her thighs and pressing his nose to her pubis. He inhaled her marvelous scent and kissed her labia like a long-lost lover. She reached out, holding his head with one hand and said, "We don't have much time Steve, don't just kiss her, lick her well."
He began lapping like the sexually controlled simp he had become. Emily marveled at the feeling of her submissive CEO's tongue lapping away. She looked down at his hand on her thigh and the black ring on his pinky, marking him as her secret submissive.
She marveled at the pleasure of his warm tongue on her wanton pussy and she looked from his head up to his desk and around his office. The situation she had created was extremely exciting for her. Having the CEO enslaved, and kneeling before her, properly worshipping her pussy was pure bliss. Her orgasm was approaching quickly. Speaking through clenched teeth and curled lips she said, "Oh fuck yes, suck it, suck my clit."
Steve sealed his mouth over her firm, slippery clit and began sucking and massaging it with his lips.
Emily leaned forward, sliding one hand to the back of his head and placing the other over her mouth to stifle her own moaning, "Ohhh, God, yesss... fuck, oh fuck!"
Her orgasm gripped her and she closed her thighs on his head, while pulling his face tight to her pussy as it twitched with her powerful orgasm. She enjoyed spasms of pleasure coursing through her pelvis for a long time. Finally she put her hand on Steve's forehead, spread her thighs and pushed him away.
He moved back to his knees, sitting on his heels. His erection was obvious in his dress slacks. Between heavy breaths Emily said, "You're very good at that Steve."
Her eyes went from his crotch to his face and she said, "You clearly like that don't you."
He nodded and she saw that his face was wet with her juices. She said, "No orgasm for you, but you should probably wash your face before lunch. You don't want to draw attention to yourself."
"Right," said Steve. He got to his feet and Emily closed her legs, pulling her skirt down and smoothing it.
Now that Emily had been satisfied with a nice, relaxing orgasm she toned down the rest of the day. Of course Steve had been left horny, just the way Emily liked him.
That evening Emily called her toy, Mark. He had been living with his parents since the beginning of his junior year at Boston College. He was in his room playing Call of Duty online. His smart watch began vibrating and he saw that Emily was calling him. He immediately spoke into his headset to his teammates, "Sorry guys, I have to bail."
He pulled his headset off and dropped out of the game. He grabbed his phone and said, "Hello?"
Emily said, "Hello pet, how are you?"
Mark said, "I'm good, I mean I'm great, how are you?"
Emily said, "I'm doing well. So, as I texted I found a job for you. Have you told your parents yet, that you are dropping out of school?"
Mark paused then said, "Uh, no, not yet."
"I want you to tell them tonight, do you understand?" stated Emily abruptly.
"Uh yeah, okay," said Mark. He knew he needed to tell them but being ordered by Emily solidified it in his mind.
"So," said Emily, "Do you want to hear about your new job?"
"Yes," said Mark, "So I'll be working for you?"
Emily clarified, "Well, officially, you'll be working directly for the CEO of Driftstone, unofficially, you'll answer to me. Does that make sense?"
"It makes perfect sense," said Mark, "So what is the job."
Emily said, "You'll be the CEO's secretary."
There was a long pause and Mark said, "I'll be a secretary?"
"Is there a problem?" asked Emily.
Mark immediately remembered who he was talking to and he said, "No, no, not at all, but uh, I've never been a secretary."
"Don't worry Mark," said Emily, "You can handle it. I still have time as the intern to the CEO and I can train you."
"Okay," said Mark.
Emily said, "There is one, very important thing you should know."
"What's that?" said Mark.
She said, "I have, taken control of the CEO."
"Taken control?" queried Mark.
Emily paused and said, "Let's just say, my relationship with the CEO is like my relationship with you. Do you understand?"
Mark knew all about Emily's confident demeanor and gorgeous looks but even he was surprised she would dominate the CEO of a major corporation. He quickly recovered and said, "I understand."
Emily said, "Good."
There was a pause and Mark clarified, "So does this uh, CEO know about me? I mean you and me?"
"No, and that's how I want it," stated Emily, "Also, I expect you to stay out of my relationship with him. As far as everyone is concerned, we are just three normal people, a CEO, his intern, and his secretary. Nothing to see here... got it?"
"Got it," responded Mark.
Emily said, "All that matters is, I call the shots."
"That's why I love you. Your confidence is awesome," admitted Mark.
Emily chuckled and said, "Let's call it infatuation. I'm okay with that. It doesn't require reciprocation."
"Okay," said Mark, "That's why I'm infatuated with you."
She said, "I'll text you the address. I want you there at 8 o'clock Monday morning. Wear dress pants and a tie, and don't be late. The CEO, Mr. Harris, hired you, sight unseen based on my word."
"Yes Miss Emily," replied Mark obediently.
"Click," she abruptly hung up the phone.
The next morning was Wednesday and Steve and Emily had a Teams Meeting with Hiroshi at 8am which was 1pm London Time. Steve arrived at 7:30am and Emily was already there. She said, "Two things today. One, your new secretary starts Monday at 8 am. Two, you have a meeting at 8 am today with Hiroshi."
"Right," said Steve, "So what's my new secretary's name?"
"It's Mark. You'll like him, he's very uh, trainable," Emily replied with her signature smirk.
Steve continued, "Okay and a meeting today with Hiroshi."
"Yes," said Emily, "Let's use the audio/video setup in your office to meet with Hiroshi."
"Ok," said Steve.
Emily said, "One of his secretaries sent an agenda late yesterday. I went ahead and printed it."
"That's perfect," said Steve.
At 8am Steve and Emily were seated next to each other at the large glass table. Emily started the meeting and a moment later Hiroshi joined. She adjusted the camera so Hiroshi could only see them from the chest up.
Speaking Japanese Emily said, "Good afternoon Mr. Hiroshi, how are you?"
He replied slowly, in English, "I am well, and how are you two?"
Emily smiled and replied in English, "I thought you didn't speak English sir."
Hiroshi responded slowly, "My interpreter Sakura has been training me, or perhaps you would say teaching me, to speak English."
"That's wonderful," said Emily.
"Yes," replied Hiroshi, "She insisted I conduct this meeting without her as a test."
Steve and Emily gave each other a look then, Emily said, "To answer your question we are excellent sir," shall we start with agenda item one?"
"Yes," Mr. Hiroshi nodded.
Steve said, "Okay, item number one, the manufacture of our first joint product."
They discussed the situation back and forth for several minutes. While Emily was listening to Steve's comments, she subtly pivoted toward him and put her hand on his thigh. He managed to avoid reacting. Then as Hiroshi spoke, she slowly slid her hand toward his crotch, all while following the conversation and helping him with a few English words.
When Steve responded, she turned slightly toward him, giving her an opportunity to slide her hand to his swollen cock. Again, he managed to keep his composure.
Now that she had her hand in position she was able to keep it there for the remainder of the meeting. She would occasionally apply pressure or squeeze his hard cock through the fabric of his dress pants. By the time the meeting ended her hand had been on his cock for forty-five minutes. Steve was climbing the walls. Emily closed the meeting and the monitor went dark. She pulled her hand away.
Steve leaned forward, dropped his face to the table top and took a deep breath. Then he sat up and looked at her. He smiled at her and said, "My God you are cruel."
She smiled back and said, "I know you love it."
He frowned and didn't respond. She said, "You're just grumpy because you have blue balls. Don't worry, you'll get used to it."
"You are an incredible woman Emily," said Steve.
"Translation," said Emily coyly, "I love the way you tease me out of my mind and I'm the luckiest man on earth."
Steve smiled and nodded. Then he said, "You can see right through me."
Emily turned to Steve thoughtfully and said, "Did it seem strange to you that Hiroshi was conducting the meeting alone, in English, because Sakura told him to, and that it was a test for him?"
Steve replied, "Yeah, it seems to me that decision should have been made by Hiroshi."
Emily smiled thoughtfully then said, "Well, when they were here I did pick up that Sakura is a very uh, how shall I put it, confident woman."
"Like you?" queried Steve with a smile on his face.
Emily nodded and said, "Yes, a lot like me."
Emily stood and gathered her things. She said, "I bought you a surprise."
"Oh?" said Steve.
"Yep," she said, "I'll have it tomorrow. It's something special for your state of the company meeting tomorrow afternoon."
"Really..." said Steve, "What is it?"
She smiled and wagged her finger at him and said, "Uh, uh, uh, you'll find out tomorrow."
She turned to walk out and Steve said, "Miss Stone, um, I need," he stopped to think then said, "Um, I guess I don't need but I want..." he stopped speaking.
She stopped, turned and looked at him. He realized he was at work and it was nine in the morning. He said, "Oh, never mind, this is neither the time or place."
Emily knew Steve's balls were aching and he wanted relief. She smiled and said, "Mr. Harris, let me save you some time." She looked down at his crotch then back to his eyes and said, "I decide the time and place for everything."
Steve paused, then nodded and said, "Yes, yes you do Miss St... Miss Emily."
She smiled and nodded. Then turned and walked out.
Steve had an offsite a lunch meeting and several conference calls for the rest of the day. Emily didn't get a chance to toy with him anymore on Wednesday but she did bump into him on the way out. She said, "Have a good evening Mr. Harris, but not too good."
He looked at her and she winked then looked down at his crotch. He nodded in understanding.
The next morning was Thursday and she couldn't wait to give Steve his "surprise". When she got in, Steve was sitting at his desk. She walked directly into his office and placed a small black gift bag in front of him.
Steve's mouth dropped open and he said, "What's this?"
Emily said, "Open it."
He pulled a couple layers of tissue paper away revealing a colorful box. He pulled it out and said, "What is it?"
"What does the package say?" queried Emily.
He looked closely and read the package aloud, "Vibrating Butt Plug Prostate Massager with E-Stim."
He looked up at her and she was smiling like a kid in a candy store. He shook his head and said, "Uh, well, thank you, but um... well maybe we can try this sometime if you want."
She moved in front of Steve, leaned her butt against the front of his desk and said, "Not sometime. This afternoon during the companywide, state of the company meeting."
Steve asked, "Why are you making me do this?"
Emily said, "Because it's fun... for me." Then she laughed.
His mouth dropped open then he tried to protest, "Emily, you know I really do love the games you play but uh," he stopped talking.
"But what?" queried Emily.
He looked down at the box in his hands and noticed his black pinky ring. He shrugged and said, "Oh never mind... Miss Emily."
"Good," said Emily, "The meeting starts at three o'clock today. I suggest you ah, get ready around 2:45PM. Are you going to need help?"
"Ah no, I'm sure I can manage," said Steve, sounding less than convincing.
She dug down into the gift bag and pulled out the small tube of lubricant. She said, "You're going to need this. Are you sure you're good?"
"Uh yeah," said Steve, "I think I can figure it out."
Emily held out her hand and Steve handed her the box. She popped it open and extracted the remote control and placed it on the desk. Then she pulled out the butt plug, flipped it over and demonstrated how to turn it on.
She said, "This is the power switch. It's fully charged, don't turn it on until right before you put it in. Got it?" She held it out to him.
Steve took it and looked it over. He saw that it was made of hard black rubber with shiny metal contact plates around the neck. He switched it off then he said, "Got it."
Emily smiled and said, "Perfect. This will be the best state of the company meeting ever, don't you think?"
Steve was obviously apprehensive and said, "Oh, I don't know."
Emily pivoted toward him and lifted her skirt, revealing her garters and black thong underwear. He stared between her legs and she giggled. She said, "Don't forget Steve. What do obedient boys get to do?"
He responded instantly, "They get to lick."
"Exactly right," confirmed Emily. She dropped her skirt. He smiled up at her. She picked up the remote control and returned to her desk, tucking the remote into her drawer.
Steve had a lunch meeting and Emily needed a couple hours to read through Steve's presentation and PowerPoint for the state of the company meeting. Around 2:30PM she saw Steve leave his office carrying the black gift bag. She winked at him and continued working. A short time later he returned to his office with the bag.
Emily said, "How does that feel Mr. Harris?"
He said, "Uh, it's uh, it's fine."
"Good," said Emily, "I'll be right out here if you need anything. I'll start the Teams Meeting at 2:50PM."
"Okay, that sounds good," replied Steve.
Emily started the meeting at 2:50PM and people started joining immediately. Within five minutes over five hundred people had joined and more were joining every second. Emily watched the count rising as she ran her fingers over the remote control. She was formulating her plan for how she was going to secretly torment Steve in front of the entire company.
The meeting was scheduled for an hour and a half and Emily expected it to last every bit of that. She decided to start off slow. She allowed Steve to get ten minutes into his presentation then she chose the prostate massage option. She watched closely, on her monitor from her desk outside Steve's office. She moved the vibration level up to 30% and pressed ON.
Steve did not react at all. He held is voice even and played it off as if there was not a vibrator buzzing insistently against his prostate. She let it run for a full minute then she shut off. She waited several minutes to let Steve relax and get comfortable.
She looked at the remote and chose the prostate vibe/pulse mode. She moved the power up to 50%. She placed her finger over the ON button, turned her attention to her monitor and, again, watched Steve closely. She pressed ON.
Again Steve didn't react. She knew he must be feeling the vibrations pulsing against his prostate. She was sure his cock was rock hard so she let the vibrator do its work for a solid twenty minutes. Finally she turned it off and gave Steve a few minutes of peace.
At three thirty she decided it was time to really test her CEO slave. She deactivated vibration mode and switched over to e-stim. She hadn't tested the toy's potency so she decided to err on the side of caution. She turned the power from zero 10% and the mode to one second shock. She turned her attention back to Steve on the monitor then pressed the one second shock.
Nothing. Steve didn't react at all. She moved the power up to 25% and applied the one second pulse. Still nothing. Undeterred, she moved the power up to 75%. Once again, nothing. Finally she tried shocking him at 100% but he did not respond. She turned off all signals and put the remote control back in her drawer.
She put her elbow on the desk and propped her chin in her hand. "I suppose it could be broken," she said quietly to herself. She continued to watch Steve as he began wrapping up his comments to over 2,700 employees. Emily watched him in dismay that her fun game of torment hadn't worked. Suddenly she noticed something. Steve's left pinky was bare. He had removed her ring!
A few minutes later Steve wrapped up the presentation. Emily watched the number of participants quickly drop to zero, then she closed the meeting.
Emily walked into Steve's office without so much as knocking. At first it startled Steve but then he saw it was Emily. She walked directly over to his desk with a blank expression on her face.
Steve said, "Are you mad?"
Emily said, "Give it to me."
He leaned down and opened a low drawer. He reached in and picked up the black gift bag. He had hurriedly stuffed the plug back into the gift bag. He held it out to her.
Emily shook her head and said, "No, give me the ring."
He wasn't expecting that. His mouth dropped open in surprise. He returned the toy to his drawer and closed it. Then he opened the center drawer, revealing the ring. He looked up at her and said, "Emily, I, I'm uh."
"I said give it to me," she interrupted, glaring at him.
He extracted it and looked at it in his hand then held it out to her. She took it and turned away, walking toward the door. Steve said, "Wait, can we talk about this?"
She stopped at the door and turned back to him, "There's nothing to discuss. You made your decision." She walked out, closing the door behind her; she knew he'd follow.
He hurried to the closed door and opened it to see Emily's sexy, purposeful sway as she walked away. He called out, "Emily wait!"
She didn't stop. She kept moving at an even pace. Steve rushed after her, catching her halfway to the reception area and began walking along beside her like her puppy dog.
He continued, "Emily please."
She continued down the hall and turned the corner to the reception area. She stopped and saw that the receptionist had just stepped outside and she was locking the glass doors. She saw Emily and Steve and she waived.
Steve waived and watched the receptionist turn and walk away. He turned back to Emily and said, "You said I could take the ring off to slow things down. Emily, let's talk about this."
"There's nothing to discuss," said Emily as she looked deep into Steve's eyes.
Steve said, "I'm sorry, I'll do better, just give the ring back to me."
"No," said Emily flatly. I don't think you even want to wear it."
"I do," pleaded Steve, "I do want to wear it, please give it back. Emily, you are such an exciting woman, I, I just... the plug, it was too much."
Emily looked at him smugly and said, "Prove it, prove that you really want to wear the ring."
"How?" asked Steve.
She smirked and said, "Try begging."
He looked at her, trying to decide if she was serious. She turned away and waited.
After a long pause he said, "Emily, please, please, please... give the ring back to me."
Emily turned to face him and folded her arms across her chest. She said, "That's not begging. That's just being annoying."
Steve's face went pale. He didn't want to lose, whatever it was he had with Emily but he also didn't want to risk everything.
There was another long pause as Emily waited. Steve looked out the front and saw the receptionist drive away. She turned back to Steve with a smirk. "Get on the floor, kiss my feet, and try begging properly," said Emily.
He nodded and said, "Yes, yes, I will. Let's go back to my office."
Emily tilted her head and looked at him confidently. She said, "No, if you want to prove that you understand the meaning of the ring, you'll do it right here, right now."
Steve quickly looked around for any stragglers then he looked out to the parking lot. He looked down at her feet then back to her eyes.
She took a broad stance, moved her hands to her hips and said, "Five, four, three," Steve dropped to his hands and knees. Emily smiled triumphantly but Steve turned to look out the glass doors again.
She continued, "Two." Steve quickly lowered his face to Emily's feet and began kissing. She let him kiss her shoe several times and relaxed her tone.
"That's better," said Emily in a soothing, caring voice. She watched him kissing her foot and she said, "Isn't this exciting Steve?"
He nodded and continued kissing. She said, "Okay, remind me what it is that you want."
He paused and looked up at her. He said, "I'd like the ring back, the one you gave me."
She snapped her fingers, pointed and said, "Kiss."
He dropped his face back to her feet and continued kissing. Emily said, "First, I didn't give you the ring, I marked you with it. I marked you as my secret slave. It's still my ring, do you understand that?"
"Yes... Miss... Emily..." he said, between kisses.
"Second, explain to me, why should I allow you to wear my ring," said Emily abruptly.
Steve reached his hands out and gently held her foot as he kissed it. He realized that his cock had grown hard in his pants. He said, "I don't deserve to wear it. I'm selfish. I'm a selfish man who only desires women for their bodies. I can see that now."
He moved over to her other foot and began kissing it. He paused to say, "Emily you have a hold on me like no woman ever has and I don't want to lose you."
She stood in silence and allowed him to kiss her foot, right there next to the reception area. She felt her pussy getting wet. She was actually getting aroused and she was simply happy. She was elated in fact, at her accomplishment. She knew she had to capitalize on this moment. She said, "Ok stop and stand up."
Steve rose to his feet, looked in her eyes and said, "I want to wear the ring for you, please let me try again."
She noticed his hard cock in his pants, revealing his extreme arousal at being made to beg, right in the reception area. She looked at him coldly and said thoughtfully, almost to herself, "Clearly I don't spank you enough."
His mouth dropped open at her comment and she continued, "I'll consider allowing you to wear my ring again, but only after your punishment."
Steve's eyes grew wide and his mouth dropped open at first but then turned to a slight grin. He found the idea of being spanked by Emily quite exciting. Finally he said, "Yes, uh yes, Miss Emily."
She looked at him thoughtfully for a long moment, then her expression turned wicked as a plan formed in her mind. She said, "I'll come to your house sometime after eight o'clock tonight. I want you waiting for me, nude, on your knees, right in your foyer."
"Yes Miss Emily," replied Steve immediately, his heart racing.
She continued, "Leave your front door unlocked."
Steve nodded at her. She turned and walked to the door, pressed the release lever and walked out. Steve watched her out the large glass doors. He looked at his watch. He had three hours until, well, he didn't know what, but he had to wait at least three hours before he would find out. He reached in his pocket and adjusted his erection, then hurried back to his office to wrap up for the day; then he went home.
By 7pm Steve was getting nervous. He couldn't stop thinking about what Emily was going to do. It dawned on him that he hadn't shaved his pubic hair recently. He went upstairs into his bathroom to take care of it.
As usual, the process of lathering and shaving himself resulted in a partial erection and precum. He was suddenly more horny, than worried about Emily's visit. For just a moment he considered masturbating to take the edge off but he knew if Emily asked him he wouldn't be able to lie.
At ten minutes to eight Steve was ready. He decided to get in position early in case Emily was early. He walked out to his living room stark naked, then on to his entryway. He walked over to the window beside the door and looked out. The street was quiet. No one was around and the neighbors' houses looked empty. He unlocked the front door.
The sun had set and it was getting dark in the house so he turned on the foyer light. He chose a spot directly across from the front door. He carefully lowered himself to his knees and clasped his hands behind his back, holding his back straight. He wanted to make a good impression on Emily. He found the situation quite erotic and his penis was partially erect. He wondered what type of punishment Emily had in mind. Would she spank him with her hand or some type of paddle. Unfortunately for Steve, he had no idea of her capabilities.
He hoped Emily would wear her sexy leather outfit and boots. He could picture her the first time she was at his house. He decided he would accept any punishment for another chance to lick her addicting womanhood.
After a short time his knees began to hurt on the hard tile floor of the entryway. He realized he couldn't see a clock from his location in the foyer. As it grew darker outside he also realized he would be visible to anyone on his front porch. It occurred to him that Emily was quite cunning and none of this was accidental.
Emily arrived shortly after 8pm but she parked down the street and turned her lights off. She reached over and put her hand on the bag of surprises she had brought. She thought for a moment and got an idea. She decided to check on Steve. She left the bag in her car and got out. She walked down the sidewalk in the dark toward Steve's house.
She crept near the porch and peered in the window beside the door. She could see Steve, nude and waiting obediently on his knees. Emily whispered to herself, "That's a good boy Steve, doing exactly as you were told."
She quietly made her way back down the street to her car. She sat in the front seat and leaned it back, making herself comfortable. She tried to relax and imagine what she was going to do to Steve. She closed her eyes for a long time and went through the possibilities in her mind's eye.
It dawned on her that she didn't have to image Steve's submission. She had photo proof. She pulled out her phone and logged into her cloud account. She opened the folder containing her treasure trove of Steve's photos and videos. She slowly browsed through the compromising pictures of Steve.
She smiled in silence as she looked at the way he had licked her boots. Then she switched to the photos of him kneeling nude, right after he realized he was being photographed. She studied his face. His expression was unmistakable. He was frightened. Emily had captured his moment of epiphany, when he realized that she was in complete control.
Next she switched to the video of him sucking her heel. He had accepted his place and it was evident in his face that he was relieved. He wasn't scared, he was aroused. His penis stood erect and he sucked her heel with abandon. She felt her pussy getting wet. Nothing aroused her more than breaking a man and turning him into her willing slave.
Meanwhile, inside, Steve's knees were aching and his back was sore. His penis had gone fully flaccid from the waiting and discomfort.
Emily checked the time on her phone. It was half past eight o'clock. Steve had been kneeling on the hard tile for over a half hour. She grabbed the bag from her front seat and returned to the porch, careful to stay silent. She peered in the side window, confirming Steve was still waiting. She moved over to the door, quietly grasped the door knob then quickly opened the door. It swung open, startling Steve. His instinct was to cover himself but he managed to remain motionless.
He was thrilled at the situation but he immediately noticed Emily's outfit. No leather or boots. She was wearing loose fitting jeans, a Boston College sweatshirt and white converse tennis shoes.
Emily looked at him with a blank expression, then she stepped in, closing the door behind her. She said, "Don't speak."
She turned around, locked the door then looked at Steve. She slowly walked up to him and said, "So, you're sorry you took off the ring huh?"
Steve looked up at her nervously. He wasn't sure if she wanted a response. He opted to simply nod in silence.
She unzipped her bag, reached in and pulled out the black leather collar and attached leash. She zipped the bag closed and placed it on the floor.
She moved close to Steve and unceremoniously wrapped the collar around his neck, buckling it firmly in place.
Steve's penis began growing at the sensation. Emily noticed his arousal but chose to ignore it. She said, "Down on all fours slave."
Steve complied, "Keeping his eyes on her high-top shoes."
She picked up her bag, began walking and said, "Follow me."
Steve complied and Emily turned away from the foyer. She began walking and tugged the leash, prompting Steve to follow close behind. She walked into the dining room and placed her bag on the large rectangular wooden dining table. Then she continued on to the kitchen and looked around. She said, "Steve has a nice house."
"Thank you," he said from his hands and knees.
Emily turned around and pulled the leash taut, causing him to look up at her. She said, "I wasn't talking to you. I said don't speak."
He quickly looked at her feet. She moved into the kitchen and walked over to the refrigerator. She opened it and said, "Let's see what refreshments are available." Steve waited obediently next to her.
She reached in, grabbed a bottle of water and closed the refrigerator. She opened the water and took a long drink. She put the cap back on the water and set it on the counter. "Time for a self-guided tour," stated Emily to herself, as if she were in Steve's home by herself.
She led him from room to room as if he were a dog. She found the laundry room next to the kitchen, the half bathroom, then an office. She went upstairs and snooped through the bedrooms. She found the master bedroom and said, "Ah, here we are. This is where Sarah liked to enjoy young, hard, cock."
She looked down at Steve and he was staring at her feet. She tugged the leash and said, "Look on the bright side, if she hadn't ended your marriage, you wouldn't be in this exciting situation."
Steve looked back up at her. He knew she was right. Emily was the sexiest woman he had ever known and her dominant personality made her irresistible.
Emily returned to the dining room with Steve in tow. She slowed on the stairs. She didn't want Steve to hurt himself as he crawled down.
Upon entering the dining room she stopped next to the dining room table and took up the slack in the leash, pulling it taut. Steve looked up at her. Holding her eyes on his, she reached in her jeans pocket and extracted the black silicone ring. She held it up and he stared at it, then he watched her place it in the center of the large rectangular table. He stared at it until she dropped the leash to the floor. He looked at her and she pulled her sweatshirt off.
He was thrilled to see her wearing a delicate sheer white bra cradling her large, perfect breasts. She dropped her sweatshirt on the floor in front of him and said, "Fold that."
He folded it and placed it on the corner of table. Next she slid her right foot toward him and said, "Take my shoe off."
He reached down and pulled the laces of her shoe then he grasped the heel and toe and held her shoe as she pulled her foot out. She was not wearing any socks and he saw that her toenails were painted a sexy shade of hot pink.
She lifted her foot close to his face and said, "Hot pink, do you like?"
Steve looked at her toes and nodded in silence.
She lowered her foot and said, "Hot pink is my color tonight."
He looked up at her and saw a confident smirk. As she planned, his mind immediately went to the panty color guessing game and the day she wore a hot pink thong that he didn't get to see. She could tell by the look on his face that he was hopeful.
She said, "Other shoe."
He shifted his gaze to the zipper on her jeans and imagined what she would look like in a hot pink thong.
"Other shoe!" she repeated.
Steve snapped back into the moment and removed her other shoe then placed them side by side, under the table. He moved back on his knees and sat on his heels.
He looked up at her and waited. She smiled and grasped the top of her jeans and pulled. Snap! Her button opened and his eyes darted to her hands. She grasped her zipper and slid it down, zip!
She opened the top of her jeans revealing the narrow hot pink waistband of her thong. Steve's mouth dropped open then changed to a smile. She peeled her jeans open and pulled them down. She stood and stomped her feet, pulling them out of her jeans then kicked them to Steve.
"Fold," she commanded.
He folded her jeans and placed them on top of her sweatshirt. He turned back to her and just appreciated her unbelievable body. Her sheer bra and tiny thong left little to the imagination.
She turned her back to him and Steve's eyes darted down to her silky-smooth ass split by the hot pink string of her thong. She moved to a narrow end of the table, grasped the chair and pulled it straight back, away from the table. She moved back to Steve, bent down and picked up the leash. Steve moved with her on all fours as she walked to the chair and sat down.
She took up the slack in the leash, pulling Steve closer. He looked up at her face, trying to read her thoughts. She paused for a long time then said, "Kiss my feet."
He immediately lowered his face to the floor and began kissing. Her feet were soft, and cute and had the slightest aroma of sweet feminine perfection. He kissed again and again. Emily held the leash taut and watched her submissive play toy pay homage to her. After a dozen kisses she began speaking, "Steve, do you enjoy this? It's okay, you may speak."
He paused and looked up at her. He said, "I love it."
She said, "Keep kissing."
He lowered his face and resumed kissing. He focused on her toes, kissing them one at a time.
She continued, "The only way forward with me, is if you wear my ring. The ring you removed when you defied me."
"I'm sorry Miss Emily," said Steve. He continued kissing.
She pulled the leash, lifting his face away from her feet and said, "Are you?"
He nodded and said, "Yes, I am."
She pursed her lips thoughtfully and said, "I think you need a reminder."
She tugged the leash, pulling his face toward her knees. She slid to the front of the chair and separated her legs. He looked up at her and saw that she was smiling. She pulled further and brought his face to rest against the hot pink fabric covering her pussy.
He held his nose to her delicate labia and enjoyed the warm, spongy, moist feeling. He inhaled and his nostrils filled with her intoxicating feminine scent. His partiality erect penis grew firm.
"Kiss," she ordered.
He began kissing the aromatic silky fabric over and over. Emily's pussy was already wet and Steve's kisses caused the thin fabric of her thong to begin to saturate.
Steve realized his balls were aching. He was beyond horny. Emily continued, calmly and quietly talking, "Only very, special people get to kiss me like this Steve. Do you understand that?"
He glanced up at her and nodded, then kept kissing. She put her hand on his head and held him. She allowed him to continue kissing her and she just watched him feed his addiction to her source of feminine power.
She said, "You want to taste me, don't you Steve?"
He kissed and breathed deeply then nodded saying, "Yes Miss Emily."
She kept watching him, enjoying his adoration. After a long time she said, "The only way you will ever get to taste me again is if you're wearing my ring on your little pinky. Do you understand?"
Steve nodded and said, "Uh huh." He continued kissing. She pulled the leash tight and he stopped kissing and looked up at her.
"Do you really?" said Emily.
He looked into her eyes and, "Yes Miss Emily, I understand."
She looked at him blankly and said, "We'll see."
She put her hand on his forehead and pushed him away from her thong. He moved back on his knees with his butt on his heels. She held the leash firmly and said, "If you get through your punishment, I'll put my ring back on your finger."
Steve's mind raced. He didn't know what her punishment would be but be guessed she was going to spank him. He actually found the idea quite exciting. He knew it would probably hurt but he actually wanted it. He wanted his sexy, nearly nude intern to spank him.
She stood and said, "Stand up and turn around."
He complied and she said, "Move to the table."
He moved forward until the edge of the table was against his thighs, his hard cock bobbing over it. She moved close behind him and put her bare foot between his ankles and tapped left and right saying, "Feet apart."
He moved his feet about shoulder width apart and she bumped them again saying, "Further." He widened his stance more, lowering him and causing his penis to settle on the table.
Emily moved close, pressed her hot body to his back and wrapped her arms around him in a reverse hug. He could feel her firm, bra covered breasts smash against his back and her silky skin against him. She moved her lips to his ear and said, in a husky voice, "It's time Steve. It's time for your punishment."
She lowered her right hand and placed her palm on top of his cock, pressed it to the table and gently rubbed it. She continued, "If you take your punishment properly, I may allow you to cum. Would you like that?"
He looked down at her hand and said, "Yes Miss Emily."
She said, "Okay, bend over for me."
He reached out and put his hands on the table. She moved back, placed her hands on his shoulder blades and pushed, bending him forward until his chest was flat on the cold table with his hard cock pinned under him and his balls against the edge of the table.
He slid his hands across the table as he stretched out. The black silicone ring was just a few inches out of reach.
She dragged her hands down his back and around to his ass cheeks. She groped his bare ass for a moment and he thrilled at her touch. He was so vulnerable and he found it oddly exciting. She moved away and walked around to the far corner of the table by her bag.
He shifted his gaze to the small black silicone ring in the center of the table. He knew that just one spanking later, he'd be wearing it again and, once again be her secret slave. He smiled to himself because he liked the idea of it. Kneeling before her, nude and collared and pleasuring her with his mouth was his new favorite place to be.
Emily loudly unzipped her bag, grabbing Steve's attention. He watched intently as she opened it and reached in. Would it be a large hairbrush? a wooden paddle? or maybe a wooden spoon?
Steve's eyes grew wide and his mouth dropped open when he saw what she was holding. It was a realistic flesh colored dildo in a black rubber strapon harness.
She smiled at his obvious distress. He said, "Emily wait, I don't, I uh..."
"Shhh!" Emily shushed him loudly.
He closed his mouth and his mind raced. This situation never entered his mind. His heart began racing. He needed to stop her. He could not allow this to happen, but he couldn't leave, he was in his own house. He could certainly overpower her. He could grab her and throw her outside, but she was nearly nude.
He watched her step into the harness one foot at a time and pull it up into position. The sight of Emily in a bra with a realistic penis was jarring. She was so beautiful but now, now she had a penis. Somehow it made her more... dangerous.
She cinched the thick rubber waistband snug. Steve started to stand and she said, "Back on the table Steve. You're not getting out of this."
He thought about her semen-stained stockings and the embarrassing pictures and videos of him. He slowly lowered his chest back to the table.
Emily reached back in the bag and pulled out a condom. She held it up and said, "If you behave, and hold still, I'll use a lubricated condom. Are you going to be good?"
Steve looked from the condom to her face. He nodded meekly.
She opened the condom, dropped the wrapper on the table and rolled it onto her "cock".
She walked around behind Steve and put her hands on his back. She said, "You know Steve, you may actually like this, and that's ok."
Steve looked back over his shoulder and said, "Wait Emily, you don't need to do this. I promise I'll..." Smack! Emily swatted his ass cheek hard.
"Ow!" said Steve.
"Shut up," snarled Emily, "This is happening. This is the only way I'm allowing you to wear my ring again, now don't move."
She grasped his ass cheeks, spread them and moved into position. Steve jumped when he felt the cold wet tip of the condom against his virgin hole. "Hold still!" she snarled.
She moved her hands to his hips and began pulling her hips to him. "Oh, ow, Emily, please..." Steve whined.
"I said shut up!" said Emily.
She pushed harder and the large head of the rubber cock forced Steve's asshole open and popped inside, "Oh! Ow! Ow! Emily!"
He started to lift up but Emily moved her hands to his back and shoved him down. The pain in his ass caused his cock to soften.
"Don't move! Just relax and stop fighting it!" said Emily, "The more you fight me the more it will hurt."
He took a deep breath and tried to relax as he pressed his chest to the table. Emily pushed further. He held still but the pain was substantial. He grunted and groaned in pain, "Uhg, oh, ow..."
She pushed harder and her "cock" disappeared inch by inch. She pulled back slightly then pushed deeper. She did that several times and Steve felt the phallus deep inside. Finally her hips were pressed against Steve's ass. She reached out and picked up the leash that was still hanging from the collar. She pulled it taut to remind Steve of his slave status. Next she slowly pulled a couple inches out and pushed her hips back home.
"Oh, ow, please..." Steve whined. He tried to get up.
She shoved down on his back and began pumping forcefully into Steve's ass, pulling back and slamming home as she said each word, "I, said, stop, fighting, me!"
Inexplicably Steve felt his cock hardening under him. His asshole was getting numb and he had a strange sensation. He was acutely aware of his extreme horniness and he felt like he needed to pee.
Emily increased her speed and force as she pumped Steve's ass. She felt empowered, essentially raping this CEO. As she slammed against his ass, his balls were getting crushed against the edge of the table.
A few fleeting moments of pleasure gave way to pain. Steve tried to protest, "Emily ow, please..."
She folded herself forward over Steve's back and allowed her weight to rest on him. She reached out, wrapped her palm tightly around Steve's mouth and used her other hand to hold the leash taut, thereby stifling his complaints.
She said, "This is punishment Steve, when you defy me there are consequences."
She began pummeling his ass with powerful thrusting. Tears welled up in his eyes as his body lurched with every plunge of the rubber cock. It occurred to him that he was being raped. He tried to relax and just wait for her to finish. His balls were aching as they were crushed against the edge of the table. He felt so weak and powerless. Tears began dripping down his cheeks and he gave up. He stopped all resistance.
Emily felt the moment she broke him. His body went limp and lurched with every powerful thrust. He was resigned to his fate and it energized Emily. Her wet pussy was throbbing for attention.
She gave Steve thirty more brutal thrusts then stopped with her cock fully buried and her hips pressed against his ass. She rested with her full weight on him. She was sweating and breathing heavily. Her stomach muscles were tired.
Steve was breathing erratically and sobbing. She realized he was crying and she smiled to herself. This had been a perfect punishment. Her lips were next to his ear. She said, "Are you going to defy me again slave?"
He continued to sob and shook his head slowly.
She stood and pulled out, much to Steve's relief. She stepped away and walked over to the half bathroom and flushed the condom down the toilet. She returned to the dining room with her rubber "cock" bouncing in front of her. She stopped beside the table and loosened the rubber harness. She allowed it to drop to the floor right where she stood.
Steve didn't move. He was calming down but still quietly crying. His tears were puddling under his face. He noticed Emily to his left, beside the table. She reached over, picked up the small silicone ring and slid it onto his left pinky. He looked at it and smiled through his tears. He was happy the punishment was over but more importantly, he had earned Emily's ring. Suddenly she dropped her thong on the table directly in front of Steve's face then she disappeared behind him.
He stared at the tiny patch of hot pink fabric and recognized it immediately as Emily's underwear. He stood and turned to see that she was sitting in the chair with her legs spread wide and her heels on the seat. He stared at her glorious pussy then looked up to her face.
As he looked at her, he noticed she was looking past him at the table. He followed her gaze and saw a small puddle of shimmering white semen on the table.
She said, "It looks like you enjoyed that Steve."
His mouth dropped open and he looked from the puddle to her and back. He said, "But I didn't, I mean I didn't even feel..."
Emily laughed and said, "You didn't have an orgasm?"
"No," said Steve.
She said, "You got milked. That's from getting your prostate massaged. I see cum on the table so that's all the release you get tonight."
Steve still felt horny with aching balls but he was in no condition to complain.
"Now it's my turn. Get your slave mouth over here," said Emily.
He looked into her eyes and saw pure confidence. She understood Steve's psyche better than he did. He looked at her beautiful bare pussy just waiting for his skilled mouth. He stepped over to her, dropped to his hands and knees and moved his face toward her pussy. She moved her right foot to his forehead and said, "Stop!"
He looked up and she said, "Give me the leash." She was holding her hand out.
Steve picked up the leash's handle from the floor and placed it in her hand. She moved her heel back to the seat then took up the slack in the leash to pull his head between her legs. He buried his tongue in her wet pussy. She smiled and held his head with her other hand as he lapped away.
She said, "I'm leaving my strapon here. I want you clean it and take it to work tomorrow. You're going to keep it in your desk drawer."
He paused and looked up at her. She could see the fear in his eyes which she met with an evil grin. She said, "You'd be wise to get some lubricated condoms."
He nodded numbly, then looked back at her glorious pussy and knew what he wanted. He looked back up at her and said, "Yes Miss Emily." He moved his mouth back to her sex and kissed her several times, like he wished he could kiss her mouth. He continued licking firmly. It was obvious he was obsessed with her. He wasn't simply performing oral sex; he was worshipping his goddess.
She enjoyed his enthusiastic tongue and warned him, "The next time you take my ring off I'm going to rape you in your office, right on your desk."
He paused his licking and his stomach fluttered because he knew she would do it. He looked up at her confident smirk and saw her looking at his hard cock. She knew Steve was horny which was exactly how she wanted him. She tugged the leash and said, "Lick."
He nodded and said, "Yes Miss Emily."
She enjoyed his tongue as she watched him lick away. She held the leash taut as she felt her orgasm approaching. She had no intention of allowing Steve to have an orgasm. He would go to bed horny that night.
End Chapter 8
- Emily found herself teasing Steve, revealing her hairless pussy without panties, mentioning the possibility of flashings and more, knowing he was eager and at her mercy.
- During their office encounter, Steve was made to beg for permission to look at Emily's pussy, and after her approval, he took advantage of the situation, licking her cunnilingus fervently.
- Determined to keep Steve in a state of longing, Emily equipped her new submissive toy, Mark, with a remote-controlled strapon and a butt plug, both capable of electrical stimulation, intending to make Steve endure 'tease and denial' during his company-wide speech.
- Employing a form of pegging, Emily used the remote-controlled strapon on Steve, embarrassing him in front of his colleagues, while simultaneously activating the electric butt plug to add an extra level of discomfort, leaving him blue-balled and aching for relief.
- In the following days, Emily continued to manipulate Steve, making him wear a 'blue balls' chastity device, ensuring he was constantly filled with desire but unable to ejaculate, drawing pleasure from his continuous suffering and frustration.