Collected by Djian
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Office Games 13
Brad slept surprisingly well. When he arrived at work, he could see that it was going to be a busy day. Unfortunate,
because he had plans tonight that would preclude spending timeonline with Donna. He hoped that she'd be on sometime
today. He activated the cameras in her cube and saw her standing there talking to a coworker. Wow! It was a hot day, but
talk about a departure of her normal mode of dress!
While it was true what she was wearing could pass for office attire, it was equally true that it was very revealing. A dark
skirt - not short enough to earn a reprimand from management, but certainly short enough to show off her legs quite nicely,
with bare legs underneath. From this angle he couldn't see the front of her, but from the back it appeared that the shirt was
form fitting and sleeveless. He wished he could think of some excuse for going over there, but they were pretty set on the
code they were working on and there weren't any last minute things he could talk to her about. Just going over for a chat
never even occurred to him.
His desktop computer pinged indicating new email so he killed the camera windows on the laptop and turned to his main
computer to read it. It was a fairly complex email and he frowned in concentration as he followed the technical information
in it. He noticed in the back of his mind that there was someone at the entrance of his cube, but he didn't look up at first,
just raised a hand in the air indicating that he needed a minute. When he finally looked up he saw it was Donna. She was
leaning against the edge of the doorway, long legs crossed with her arms folded underneath her breasts. She had a small,
amused smile on her face and Brad's heart clenched at the sight of her. He was in deep trouble and didn't even try to swat
the Gremlin that appeared in his head, pointing it's finger at him and laughing so hard that tears were running down it's
face. It was laughing too hard to speak so it held up a large sign with the picture of a jester on it. Yes, Brad knew that he
was a fool for falling... never mind - he was not, absolutely NOT going on with that thought.
If it never occurred to Brad to go to Donna's cube to B.S., it certainly occurred to her to come to him. They spent several
minutes in small talk, discussing the gym and her upcoming trip. It was all completely innocuous, but her subtle perfume
and how she looked as she leaned against his desk while they talked was arousing more then lust. Fortunately, it wasn't
until she walked out that Brad started to panic.
This was bad. He did not want to fall for this girl. She was too young and they were too different. He left his cube and
went outside. It was a nice day - sun shining, low humidity, and he took a deep breath. It would be fine. She wasn't
coming on to him, and he knew that when they met as Edge and need2sub, as they eventually must, she would solve the
problem for him. He calmed down and went back inside and lost himself in work for a few more hours.
Finally, near the end of the day, he activated ICQ. need2sub was on and he messaged her.
need2sub: Hello Sir.
Edge: Hi. How are you doing today?
need2sub: Fine Sir, although i am very horny.
Edge: Oh? I would have thought that last night's orgasm would have taken care of that <EG>
need2sub: It might have if i almost hadn't gotten caught cleaning off the chair. Just the idea that KC almost caught me
licking off my own cunt juice from a chair got me going again.
Edge: Why?
need2sub: <Blushing> well... it started a fantasy which had me end up licking off something else.
Edge: <looking innocent> Oh? What were you fantasizing about licking off?
need2sub: <very red now> You know what, Sir.
Brad activated the cameras. Donna had her hand between her legs and it was obvious that she was soaked. Then her legs
closed as she removed her hand.
Edge: Yes, my little slut, I can guess. But I want you to tell me.
need2sub: i was thinking of licking off her pussy.
Edge: So, you're horny now. If I order you to play with yourself, can you do that? I assume that you're at work.
need2sub: i'm at work, but if You want me to, i'll follow Your orders.
Edge: I wouldn't want you to get into trouble.
need2sub: i'll be very careful.
Brad's eyes were glued to the video on his laptop. Then he almost made a mistake and told her to reach under her skirt.
Edge: OK - what are you wearing?
need2sub: i have on a short skirt, panties, a tight, sleeveless top and a bra.
Edge: Hmm. Sounds nice. OK, why don't you start rubbing that hot little pussy of yours through your panties.
need2sub: Yes Sir. i am SOOO wet. <giggling> Not that that's anything new. Especially around You.
Brad watched her long fingers slid up and down the obviously wet silk covering her pussy. He shifted around to ease the
position of his erection.
Edge: I bet you like how that feels. Imagine if KC had found you...you kneeling there, obviously just having had an
orgasm, licking your own cream off the seat.
need2sub: Oh God Sir. This could be bad - i don't know if i can stay quiet while cumming here.
Edge: I understand. But if you don't take this opportunity, you won't get an orgasm until after you come back.
need2sub: Oooo. You're mean.
Edge: She would ask you what you were doing and by my orders, you would tell her using graphic language. She would
kneel down, her body fresh and warm from her shower, her face close to yours and ask in a whisper what it tasted like.
Her face would get close to yours - your face which has traces of your pussy juice on it. You notice her pupils are dilated
with lust. Hesitantly she moves closer to you and her tongue licks your lips.
Brad looked at the camera. Donna's face was flushed with lust, and her hand was frantically rubbing her sex through her
panties.
Edge: If you can do it, put your hand inside your panties now.
need2sub: Yes Sir.
He watched as she spread her legs a little wider, then moved aside the strip of silk covering her sex. Long fingers began to
rub her cleft.
Edge: Since you're no doubt typing at a disadvantage, I'll assume that you'd let KC lick your juices off your lips.
need2sub: yes
Edge: She would comment that you taste very sexy and lick you again. She asks if your Master will let you have sex with
someone else. You lean back surprised, even though she was just licking your face. You can see that she is quite aroused,
her towel has slipped and exposed her breasts. Her nipples are very hard, no doubt due to a combination of cooler air and
her arousal.
need2sub: ohSir im so close
Edge: You are shaking. You have been told that you may not accept sex from KC, but you may service her if she asks
you to. You begin to explain this to her.
Brad looked at the video and saw that Donna's eye's were slitted with pleasure. She was off in her own world. Thus he
was looking at the right place at the right time when he saw someone appear at the entrance of Donna's cube. There was
absolutely nothing he could do to warn her. Amazingly, she did notice and quickly slid her chair closer to her desk. It was
obviously difficult for her to switch gears, but she slowly pulled her hand out of her crotch as she spoke to the Erin - one of
the other programmers. She typed as she did.
need2sub: person here.
Edge: I'll wait.
Brad did wait until he saw Erin leave the cube. Donna's hand went right back to her uncovered sex.
need2sub: clear.
Edge: Hmmm. Well, I think that we should pick this up another time, yes? I wouldn't want you to get caught.
He knew this would be torture for Donna.
need2sub: Sir, You are so cruel!
Edge: Yes dear. Now clean your hand and return to work.
need2sub: Yes Sir. You are VERY cruel. Perhaps You'll be online to
night?
Edge: Unfortunately not, I have
plans that will keep me out pretty late and I have to work tomorrow.
need2sub: i understand. i have to leave tomorrow. <looking at you hopefully> Do you have any orders for me for
tonight?
Edge: Actually, until you asked, no. But since you asked, I think that it would be good for you to spend some time
masturbating tonight. Of course, you shouldn't cum.
need2sub: Sir! That will drive me crazy!
Edge: I understand. Make sure that you're naked around the house too. Who knows? Maybe KC will take pity on you.
Because that's the only way you'll be allowed to cum tonight. If KC gives you an orgasm. Since we both highly doubt
that will happen, I guess you'll be a little frustrated until you get back. Of course, there is always the possibility that you'll
offer up something in exchange for an orgasm. If you think of something, let me know.
need2sub: What sort of something?
Edge: Use your imagination. I know that you have a good one. Anyway, I have to go and I'll look forward to hearing
from you tomorrow.
They signed off and Brad could tell that Donna was a very aroused and frustrated young lady. He was pretty aroused
himself, but he figured it was worse for her. If she followed his rules, she wouldn't be able to orgasm until she returned -
or found something to exchange for it. He had no idea what she'd come up with, if anything.
Brad bumped into Donna on his way out for the day. They spoke only briefly, thankfully for his sanity, and she said that
she'd see him next week. At one point she had to move aside to let a coworker pass by and he could smell her perfume
again. Only now it was mixed with the no longer subtle scent of her arousal and it made it difficult to concentrate. They left
the building and he watched her walk to her car, admiring her long legs in that short skirt and watching her long, dark hair
shine in the sun.
Wednesday was mostly a blur as Brad tried to lose himself in work. He was mostly successful, but when he checked his
personal email before going home, there was a message from Donna.
Hello Sir,
i made it home with no problem. Well, with out many problems anyway. In case You're wondering, i was a VERY
frustrated subbie last night. i masturbated as You ordered but didn't cum and spending the evening naked was hard for me.
Especially since KC was looking so sexy and only wearing a friggen thong around the house. i was leaking all over the
place and finally gave up and went into the bedroom. You really know how to make me nuts.
i came up with an idea for a way to 'pay' for an orgasm. Please consider this picture as part of my down payment.
Yours
need2sub
Brad opened the attached picture and blinked in surprise. He didn't know where it was taken, or even how she'd managed
it, but it was a picture of Donna in her car - with her mask on - and nothing else. She had the door open and the picture was
taken from outside the car. In the background he could see that she was in a very public place - it looked like a rest stop.
There was even a random person in the picture, although from where they were, there was no way that they could have seen
her.
He sat back and smiled. This was one kinky and imaginative girl! Not to mention pretty gutsy. He couldn't wait to hear
how she'd pulled this off. Most likely with a tripod and a timer. Still. he was quite impressed. Not impressed enough to
give her an orgasm. Yet.
His thoughts on the drive home were quite distracting. He really had no idea where her parents lived, but had assumed that
it was at least a few hours away from here.
Brad booted up his computer when he got home and brought up the email that she'd sent so that he could reply to it.
need2sub,
Well now, your picture was a very nice down payment on your upcuming orgasm. It was a bright spot in a rather boring
day and I enjoyed it a lot. I'm sure that you can send a few more my way that
will completely pay for an
orgasm, and I'm looking forward to seeing them! By the way, what time each day did you decide to masturbate?
Edge.
Brad smiled as he sent that off. He wondered what new heights Donna would go do for an orgasm. Brad sat back and
decided that dinner out would be good and left. When he returned several hours later, he checked his email and was
surprised to find another email with an attached picture.
Sir,
Here is another picture for Your enjoyment. i decided on a 9 am time to follow Your instructions. This first picture was
taken at about 9:10. no doubt that was why i had the courage to actually take the picture. The parking lot was quite
crowded! In this picture, there weren't many people in the lot - but the store was crowded and i was terrified of being
seen. i think that made me a lot more horny for some reason. i'll be sending more to You and i hope that i will earn that
orgasm soon! Thankfully, my folks were NOT home when i arrived. i certainly needed a shower to get rid of the...
evidence.. from the drive up. i'll be sending more pictures as i can. i have some ideas that i hope You will
approve of. Also, i will try to ICQ You after i get up. i'll understand if You are not online since You will be at work.
Yours,
need2sub
He'd been hoping that she'd send more pictures, but didn't know what she would have in store if she did. He was quite
surprised when he opened the attachment.
This pic was taken in what looked like the parking lot at a Dennies like place. Donna was on the hood of her car facing
away from the windshield, legs spread wide and top pulled up completely exposing her breasts. One hand was between her
legs spreading her lips wide and he could see fluid arching up into the air. He didn't know what was behind the camera,
but the cars parked on either side of her car testified to the fact that she'd be easily seen if someone decided to get into their
car and pull out. Behind her was the side of the actual restaurant. He noted that she had put the mask on for the picture as
well.
Brad loved the fact that she got off on public exibition. He did hope that she wouldn't get arrested at some point though.
He'd have to make sure that he was online tomorrow morning at work.
The next morning, on the drive in, Brad was surprised to find that he was looking forward to work today. Even if he
couldn't see her, at least he would get to message with her today. It never occurred to him to wonder why it meant that
much to have some actual live contact with Donna. It occurred to the gremlin though, and it hid in the shadows and
snickered at his obliviousness until he batted it out of annoyance.
Even though he didn't figure that she'd be awake, he activated ICQ. One never knew, after all. She wasn't on though and
Brad tried to concentrate on work to get her out of his head. It mostly worked until about 9am when he realized that, on his
orders, no matter where she was, right about now she'd be masturbating. That was a nice thought. He imagined her slim,
long legs spread as she eagerly played with her wet sex, her moans as she got her self close to orgasm, knowing that she
was not allowed to cum. No doubt about it. Unless she came up with some very interesting pictures, she'd be one very
frustrated girl!
He smiled as he went back to work. It was almost quarter to ten when the ICQ pinged to get his attention.
need2sub: Good morning Sir
Edge: Good morning. How are you today?
need2sub: INSANELY HORNY. Sir.
Edge: LOL. I see. Well, I'm very sorry about that. Don't know what to tell you though.
need2sub: <blinking big, soft blue eyes at you> You could give Your slave permission to cum. i'm sitting here naked,
wet and ready.
Edge: So I take it that you masturbated as ordered?
need2sub: Yes Sir. That's a very frustrating thing that You've ordered me to do!
Edge: That's sort of the point though, isn't it?
need2sub: <sigh> i guess it is. i was
wondering Sir, if it would be OK for us to firm up a time to meet? i hope that doesn't seem too forward, but i do have a
reason for asking.
Brad's heart was suddenly going a mile a minute. He knew that they were going to meet soon, but 'soon' was a very
nebulous concept when there was no real date attached. He tried to think of a way to put it off.
Edge: Oh? And that reason would be?
need2sub: Ummm.. it's sort of a secret.
Edge: I see. OK. Well, when did you have in mind to meet?
need2sub: Would this Sunday night be OK?
Brads heart pounded even harder. They had already decided on a place to meet, but Brad had purposely not pushed for a
time. It was a difficult line to walk. He didn't want to seem like he was putting her off...
Edge: Sure. That sounds like a plan. Would eight be good? Or would you prefer to have dinner first.
There, thought Brad. I handled that pretty well. The gremlin didn't agree. It was laughing hysterically and pointing to a
picture of Brad that was sitting under a very small, Wile E. Coyote type umbrella as a large rock with Sunday's date was
falling toward it. After the rock crushed the umbrella, the gremlin Meeped and took off. Brad was really not amused.
need2sub: No Sir. 8 is fine.
Edge: Great. BTW, you did remember that you owe me a fantasy, right?
need2sub: Yes Sir! i'm almost finished with it. You said that i had until Friday, right?
Edge: yup.
need2sub: i just need to add a few finishing touches.
Edge: Sounds good to me. I'm looking forward to reading it.
need2sub:<Blushing very red> i hope that You won't be offended Sir. It's very explicit.
Edge: Oooo - now I'm looking forward to it even more!
need2sub: <Still Blushing>As You say Sir. Um, unfortunately, i have to go. Mom's gonna be home soon, and i
shouldn't be sitting here smelling and looking like i want to have sex. Mother would have something to say about that, i'm
sure!
Edge: I can understand that. I'll be looking forward to your email.
They signed off. For the last part of the conversation, Brad had managed to forget about Sunday, but now it all came
crashing down on him. He realized that this normally wouldn't mean that much to him. It would just be a first date if
Donna really had been a stranger that he was meeting for the first time. But she wasn't and this could really complicate his
life. He leaned back and sighed just as a co-worker walked into his cube. Somehow, Brad managed to immerse himself in
work for the rest of the day.
When he got home, he checked his email hoping that Donna had sent him something. He was disappointed though. Out of
frustration he went into his workshop and started working on some toys that he'd wanted to make for a while. As he
started laying the design for the first one, he realized that he was guesstimating Donna's proportions and customizing it for
her. He laughed as he realized it, thinking that perhaps he was being just a little bit on the optimistic side. Still, he
continued to work for a few hours, then decided on a quick bite to eat and then perhaps some web surfing.
By the time he was ready to go to bed, he decided to check his email one last time. There was a message from Donna
waiting which he opened.
Sir,
i hope You like these pictures. They were a lot of fun to take.
Yours,
need2sub
Brad opened the first picture. It was pretty innocuous and he was puzzled for a second as to why Donna would send him a
picture of her and another woman. Then he really started looking at the picture.
Yes, it was of Donna and a friend of hers. The woman was a little shorter then Donna. She had larger breasts, a nose
piercing (through her septum no less!) and short, spiky, red hair. Her top was very revealing and he could see a black bra
underneath. She was quite pretty, but hardly the type of person that he would picture Donna being friends with.
He examined Donna and saw that she too was wearing a top that was pretty easy to see through. But she had no bra
underneath to hide her breasts and her large, erect nipples were quite visible. Since that was the sort of thing he was
looking for, he almost missed the most significant thing about the picture: Donna wore no mask!
He sat back in his chair for a second. Surely, the missing mask was no oversight. Then he realized that since they were
going to meet anyway on Sunday, perhaps she figured that there was no point in wearing it anymore.
The next picture just showed Donna. She was wearing a very, very short skirt, thigh highs with tops could be seen due to
the shortness of the skirt, and the high heels she had so recently bought. There were lot's of people in the background,
and it looked like it was just getting dark. It was a nice picture, and, considering what she was wearing, he was surprised
that she managed to look so innocent. Which somehow only served to make her look more sexy. A second look at this
picture made Brad's cock get even harder. If one looked closely enough, one could see the bottom of a chain hanging from
under her skirt.
The next picture was of Donna sitting at the edge of a fountain. Her head was turned to one side, but her body faced the
camera. She had one foot up on the ledge and seemed completely unaware that her charms were fully on display. It was
now clear that the chain glimpsed before was attached to clamps that had been applied to her inner pussy lips.
The next picture showed her with a surprised look on her face as she looked down between her widely spread legs at the
clamps attached, quite painfully no doubt, to her sex.
The following picture was a close up of her aroused pussy with one of her fingers scooping up a glob of her lubricant.
It was the final picture that really got to him. It was taken close enough that he could see that beneath her see-through
shirt, she had applied the nipple nooses and her thick nubs were obviously swollen. But it was the incredibly aroused look
on her face coupled with the fact that she had slid her juice soaked finger into her mouth to suck on.
It took Brad very little time to relieve himself, all the while wishing that she was here instead of wherever she was. When
he finished and composed himself a bit he started to think about the pictures with a bit less lust on the brain, and came up
with several questions. So he opened up his email.
need2sub,
Very nice pictures. I feel sure that that elusive orgasm is almost in your grasp. In the mean time, I was wondering who
your friend is and if she took, as I suspect she did, some of the later pictures in the group you sent.
Also, I'm sure that you'll have that fantasy I asked for by Friday night... right? After all, it would be such a shame for the
orgasm you are so close to earning to be lost because you weren't able to comply with my request.
I hope you are enjoying yourself, and I'll look forward to hearing from you soon.
Edge
Friday was surprisingly busy. Normally things were pretty quite on a Friday, but this day, it was non stop chaos and by
the time that Brad left he was just a bit frazzled. He'd barely had the time to each lunch, never mind check email and on the
drive home he was thinking about having a nice, quiet weekend. That, of course, reminded him that he was meeting Donna
for the 'first' time this Sunday. So much for a calm weekend.
He opened up his email when he got home to look for Donna's email. There was one waiting and he eagerly opened it.
Sir,
Here is the fantasy that You told me to write. i tried to make it as real as i could, but having never experienced anal sex
before, i can only guess at how i'd feel. i know that i have a Master doing it in the story, but remember, i mentioned when
we first started talking that i'd only let my Master have me in that way. Anyway, i hope You are well
and enjoying the pictures i've sent
You. i know i enjoyed taking them!
You asked who was helping me take the pictures. She is an old friend of mine. It's funny, *she* used to be the
conservative one of us! At least as conservative as we ever were. Not anymore. i'm sure that You'll enjoy the pictures that
we plan on taking tonight. i'll email them when i get home, and i hope that if they please You, You'll let me know if i may
have my orgasm Sat. morning. i'm really going nuts!
***
Master woke me early this morning, His tongue sliding over my sex. Then, once i was fullyawake he switched to using
His fingers, stroking me almost to orgasm while slowly empting His bladder into my mouth. It always makes me feel so
submissive when He does this to me. i was shaking with the need to cum by the time He finished. i'd done well - i'd
spilled nothing and hoped to be rewarded with an orgasm. It was not to be. He got out of bed and told me
to start the shower. i did so and wondered if i would be allowed to join Him. i soon found i wasn't. After He finished
showering, He leaned close to my kneeling form and whispered that tonight would be the night. i looked up at Him, my
heart suddenly pounding. He grinned and told me to clean myself thoroughly - inside and out. That confirmed what He
had in mind.
We had talked about it often, especially since now i am His committed slave. i'd always wanted to experience anal sex, but
had permitted none of my previous partners that kind of access - not even with a finger or tongue. i'd vowed to myself that
only my Master would be allowed to take me there for the first time. We'd spoken about it enough that i knew what was
expected of me. He left the bathroom and i began to prepare myself. i evacuated my bowels, then gave myself an enema.
The enema had been His idea - He is a bit more fastidious then i. After that, i brushed my teeth and showered, ensuring that
i was shaved exactly as Master liked.
i had no idea when He was going to take me - it could be as i stepped out of the bathroom, or at any time today. That lack
of knowledge reinforced that i was His to use when ever He wanted and it started my juices flowing. Again. Not good,
considering how wet i get and the fact that i was forbidden clothes in the house. Knowing Master would be able to see how
aroused i was, was somewhat humiliating - it was obvious proof that the idea of getting my ass fucked for the first time
really turned me on.
He had made breakfast for us both and since we were in 'play space', i knelt at the side of His chair while He fed me a light
breakfast of fruit and toast. As always, when we played for an extended time, i never knew when i would be fed. Or
how. Afterwards, i cleaned the kitchen, Master often kissing me and sliding His fingers inside me and pinching my
nipples. i was soaked and if He didn't have me suck his fingers clean, He would wipe them off on my belly or breasts. i
smelled like sex.
He left before i finished and i found Him in the living room where He
motioned for me to kneel over the padded foot rest. There, for what seemed for ever, He alternated between whipping my
ass with a belt, and slowly finger fucking me until i was begging Him to let me cum. His response was to tie me in a strict
hog tie (with no crotch rope, no doubt because He knew i could cum that way). He added a nice hair tie, which pulled my
head very far back, and a bit gag. Then He left me there with a small remote in one hand that i could push if i started to
cramp. It would activate a loud bell that could be heard anywhere in the house. He sat down in the computer room and
started using the computer, letting me lay there in frustration. i love to be tightly bound for a long time - it really pushes me
into subspace.
Again, i have no idea how long i was left there. my shoulders started to hurt a bit and my breasts and belly were stinging
from the carpet. i couldn't easily swallow and drool was escaping from my mouth - adding to
my humiliation and arousal. Master
says He loves the way i look when i can't swallow - it makes Him think of what my face would look like after i've been
eating pussy. Finally Master returned and untied me, slowly releasing my limbs and gently rubbing them. Then He bent
me over that fucking stool again and spent another interminable amount of time whipping my ass and teasing my sex. i was
almost incoherent when He stopped this time, tears in my eyes as i begged to cum. Again i was denied and He tied me on
my back - more as a way of keeping me from masturbating then anything else, i think, and went into the kitchen. He came
back with a light lunch - which i got none of and some water, which He gave me plenty of. While He often keeps me from
eating, He *never* keeps me from water. Dehydration is not fun and we both know it.
Again He gently stroked my soaked pussy, then started in on my breasts with the belt. i love to have my breasts whipped.
my long, hard nipples enjoyed His attentions and He kept it up until my skin was quite red - but there were no welts. i
could feel my pussy contracting, begging for something to fill it. Again, it was not to be.
He left me there for at least another half hour, (i know because He watched a half hour show on TV) then informed me we
were going out. He let me up, and we went upstairs to get ready to go out. i saw that it was now mid afternoon. We
dressed very casually, him in shorts, a tee-shirt, and sneakers
and me in a very short wrap around skirt, a loose midriff tank top and very high heeled sandals. Master often likes me to
dress in revealing clothing - especially since i'm only allowed to shave from the waist down. He knows that it embarrasses
me when people look at me and i do attract attention. Fortunately, the skirt was dark, so the inevitable wet spot that i was
going to make would not be too noticeable. Of course, my scent was another matter and anyone standing near me would
have no problem telling how aroused i was, especially since Master had been cleaning his hands on my breasts and stomach
after sliding them around my cunt. i mentioned that i had to pee, but was not allowed to use the bathroom. No surprise
there. The final touch was the dark red choker that served as my collar while i was in public.
We went out to the car - i had no idea where we were going, and got in. As soon as we did, i was told to remove my top.
The windows are tinted, but it was broad daylight and anyone looking in could see me if they tried. i was also told to pull
my skirt up around my waist and spread my legs. Knowing how much i lubricate, Master had me sitting on a towel. He
handed me a set of nipple clamps and told me to put them on. This set was one of the stronger sets and they pinched a lot
when they went on. The fire burned down to my belly and my sex, inching my arousal up just a bit. The bouncing
movement of the car didn't help.
We drove to one of the local movie theaters and Master told me we were going to see a matinee. It was a movie that i was
only mildly interested in, but one that Master wanted to see. He removed the clamps and i gasped from the sudden burning
in my nipples.
i was still leaking from the ride over. i knew that people had seen my naked breasts and my tightly clamped nipples on the
drive over. It excited me a lot. As had the occasional probing of my Master's fingers sliding over my slick pussy. The car
smelled like sex.
Master had me put on my top before getting out of the car as getting arrested wasn't part of the day's plans and asked if i
had to pee. i nodded yes and He grinned and told me to go ahead. i looked around and saw that if i squatted, there was
only a small chance of being seen. There weren't a lot of people in the lot, but an alert person would see what i was doing.
Master knows how to excite me. The thrill of getting caught always sets me on fire, especially doing something like this. i
pulled up my skirt, squatted and held my sex open with my fingers. It was a relief to empty my
bladder and sexy to be doing it at
my Master's command in a public place. He bent and whispered that i was such a sexy slut, which made me moan.
We walked into the theatre and when the air conditioning hit my nipples they hardened and were easy to see through the
shirt. And they were seen, because i saw many people's heads turn. Certainly the guy who sold us our tickets noticed.
Master made me wait directly outside the men's room while He went it. As i waited i noticed a very hot blond girl. She
couldn't have been more than 16 and when she caught me looking at her she sort of eyed me up and down, then sniffed and
tossed her head. That pissed me off and when Master came out, i told him what happened. He looked over at her, and she
at us, sniffing again and turning her nose up at us. Master looked at me, then laughed.
i was puzzled and He leaned over and whispered into my ear that she had a nice body, but there was no way she'd be able
to use hers as well as i used mine. She looked too much like a stuck up little girl trying to be a grown up. As i thought
about what my day had already been like, i realized that he was right and we were both chuckling as we walked into the
theater. i think she noticed and was a bit miffed.
Unsurprisingly, i don't remember much of the movie. As soon as the previews started Master handed me a set of nipple
nooses to put on. i looked around and saw that most people were not paying me any attention and started to put my hand
under my shirt. Master stopped me and nodded His head over to another row. The blond we'd seen earlier was looking at
us. Master whispered that i should give her something to look at. i blushed, but lifted my shirt and pulled one nipple erect
and slid the loop over it. The girl couldn't look away as i repeated the action. i ached with desire as i pulled down my
shirt. Master spent the entire movie fingering me and pulling on the nipple chain. When His hands got too wet, He had me
suck them clean. i don't think the blond saw much of the movie either.
As the credits were rolling, Master had me remove the nooses, giving our little voyeur yet another show. We stood up and
left. Master drove us to a restaurant. Not a real up scale one, but not a diner. i was topless for the drive, of course, and
starting to wonder how much more of this i could take. We had a wonderful early dinner, not that i was allowed much to
eat. Only a salad, some water and a bit of wine, but i was too excited and aroused to eat anyway. We left and when we got
into the car, Master had me strip completely - shoes and everything. i was having a hard time keeping my hands off my
body, so Master had me reach behind me and hold onto the head rest. Instead of going home, He decided to drive around
in the dusk. With my window down.
When we arrived home, i was in a total state. Master made me get out of the car and walk naked into the house. It was
dark so i don't think that anyone saw me.
As soon as we were inside, Master grabbed me and pushed me against the wall, pinning me as He bent down to kiss me. i
was breathless as He
broke the kiss. Master told me to go kneel in the living room and disappeared. When He returned, He had a real collar and
some toys with Him. He removed my 'public' collar and placed the heavy leather training collar around my neck. Then He
tied my arms, hands and breasts using a clever placement of ropes. My hands and arms were bound with my hands
between my shoulder blades. It's a pretty strict position, but i've been trained to be very flexible. The way the ropes were
tied made my small breasts bulge, and any shifting of my hands or arms tightened the breast ropes. I could feel my breasts
and nipples swelling and they were already very sensitive from all the play today. Master clipped a leash to my collar and
pulled me to my feet. We went into the kitchen where i knelt as He got himself something to drink. He fed me some water
as well and asked me if i was hot. Since His fingers
were in my soaked cunt at the time,
it wasn't as if He couldn't tell, but He likes to hear how much His treatment of me makes me feel as much as i like to tell
Him.
i admitted that i was very hot, and awaiting His pleasure. He smiled and told me to wait for Him in the bedroom. i went in
and knelt at the base of the bed. He came in and knelt between my legs. i jumped as He slid an ice cube inside of me. He's
done that before, saying that He hopes it will help me cool down while knowing full well that the sensation drives me wild.
Then, as the water slowly dripped out of me, He positioned me on the bed face down. He tied me on my knees with my
legs spread wide. A tight leather strap around my belly was attached to the bed and kept me from moving around too
much. We both knew my first time was going to hurt - Master's cock is quite large.
After i was more or less immobile, Master decided it was time to tease me more. After not being allowed to cum all day, it
didn't take me long to
beg to cum. i knew that He wasn't planning on letting me cum until i lost the last of my virginities, but it didn't stop me
from begging anyway. Especially when He decided to slide is cock into my sex. i love being forcefully fucked and Master
was really slamming into me. He pulled out far too soon and i could feel my lower muscles clenching uselessly in an effort
to keep Him inside me.
i was panting and still begging for an orgasm when He whispered in my ear that He planning to use my cunt juice as
lubricant. i moaned as i felt
Him scooping up some of my copious juice on His cock and spreading it over my anus. i jumped, for the first time
realizing how sensitive it was to the touch. He thoroughly coated me, then began to push inside.
It took quite a while to get Him inside me. As i said, He is large, and i had never been penetrated there before. The pain
was intense, that's for sure, but i like pain and i was deep in subspace. Besides, the satisfaction i felt as i swallowed His
cock with my nether hole for the first time was immense. Even after i had relaxed enough to take Him, it was still painful,
and i was grateful that His pace was slow.
As much as it hurt, it was still very pleasurable and i found myself wondering if, in the future, i'd be able to cum this way.
But then His pace picked up and his fingers found my clit. i started begging to cum almost immediatly. He told me that i
would have to wait until He started to cum. It wasn't long before He finally gave me permission then started whispering
filthy things in my ear. He whispered what a slut i was to get off on being tied up and used in such a position. He told me
how good the tightness of my ass felt as his cock slid in and out and reminded me that i *would* be performing the acts i'd
begged for as part of my fantasy. As i felt his thrusts get harder, i started to cum, His own orgasm starting almost at the
same time. my orgasm was incredibly intense and He was still inside me when i came down. He pulled out and i lay there
and panted, feeling His cum start to ooze out of my distended asshole. As i had requested, He approached my face,
roughly grabbing my hair, and i opened my mouth to clean Him. i knew that i was in for more punishment because i
orgamsed with out permission while i did it. It was worth it.
****
There it is Sir. i hope You enjoyed reading it as much as i enjoyed
writing it. This isn't just a fantasy for me - i would happily do any of what i described for my Master.
Have a good night Sir.
need2sub
Brad read through her fantasy twice, even pulling up some of the old pictures and looking at them as he read it. He held
back as long as he could and came very hard at the end of the story. He went and cleaned himself up hoping and praying
that his meeting with Donna went well.
Looking around the house, Brad decided that he absolutely could not stay in. He needed to get out for a while and get
himself together.
While he was out, he remembered
that Donna was going to be sending more pictures tonight. Considering that she had a tendency to escalate things as she
went along, he started to get really curious about what she was going to be sending.
He got home just after eleven and rushed to check his email. He was surprised to find nothing. He decided that he'd wait a
while to see if anything came through but by midnight nothing had and he decided to go to bed. His dreams echoed with
the visions that her fantasy had produced.
He got up feeling mostly rested at around 8 am. After taking care of some morning necessities he booted up the computer
and logged on. As usual, there were over 30 spam messages to delete but there was one message from need2sub, with
attachments, that he eagerly opened.
Sir,
i hope that You received my email from last night and that my fantasy didn't turn You off. i also hope that You enjoy
these pictures as they are the last set i'll be able to send. Tonight i have to go out with the folks for dinner and we're
spending most of the day together today. Tomorrow i'm leaving for home and, providing You are still interested, our
meeting.
i would have sent these last night, but my friend and i were out until after one, then i had to put them on the computer and
pick the ones i wanted to send.
i hope that You enjoy these. i'll check my email before 9am, in case there is the chance that i've earned my orgasm, i can
take advantage of it at nine. All this sexual frustration is making me nuts - and even more horny to know that You are
controlling my pleasure - and when i may have that pleasure.
BTW, is there anything special that You will want me to wear for Sunday? i am Yours to command.
need2sub
Brad smiled. He decided to take a quick glance at the pictures, then shoot off an email to tell her to enjoy her orgasm.
Even if the pics she had sent were completely vanilla, she had more than earned her orgasm.
The pictures were anything but vanilla and it took no time at all for him to get hard. But he knew that it would take time to
thoroughly look at the pictures and he didn't want Donna to suffer any more. Well... not unless he could cause it more
directly. So he sent off a quick message.
need2sub,
Congratulations. You have earned your orgasm. You may have one this morning during your normal 'session'.
However, I expect that you will pick a time later today when you will masturbate again at which time the normal rules will
apply - meaning you may not cum. Also, I'd like you to masturbate twice tomorrow as well. You may not cum then either.
For tomorrow night, feel free to wear what ever you'd like. As long as you think it will please me.
Have a fun day,
Edge.
He send that off and started to view the latest pictures she'd sent more closely. The first one showed Donna and her friend
standing in front of some club. They were both dressed to the hilt in skimpy, eye catching clothes. Brad once more
wondered about what sort of relationship she had with her friend.
The next picture was taken inside of the club. They had gotten a table and Donna's back was to the crowd. Her legs were
spread and it was easy to see her panties underneath her dress.
The next picture really made him smile, since it was essentially the same picture, but this time her panties were dangling
from one hand. There was a startled look on a woman's face who was standing behind her who had apparently realized
what was in Donna's hand.
In the next picture, she was pushing her panties into her pussy. They were almost in and her other hand was spreading her
nether lips.
Brad was absolutely amazed that she was doing this in a public club. Of course, it was unlikely that she would be seen, if
she were positioned right. But it was still taking some serious chances. Well, if she had no problem performing those acts
in a normal night club, perhaps she would have no problem with public play in *his*
kind of club.
The next picture, however, was the
real shocker of the group. She had scooted forward to the edge of her chair and held a wide rimmed glass between her
legs. All Brad could think, as she emptied herself into the glass, was that she had excellent aim.
The next picture showed a close-up of her face as she sipped from the salt (or sugar) frosted rim of the glass.
Brad was absolutely amazed at the sheer boldness of the girl. There was so much tied up in these pictures that it made his
head spin. The fact that she had entrusted them to him, how incredibly kinky Donna was and how much of a risk she was
taking doing this in a public place. Not to mention how close a friend the other woman had to be to take the pictures in the
first place.
Apparently, the woman was quite a close friend. The final picture showed them kissing and it wasn't a friendly little peck
on the cheek either. The picture was quite erotic and had definitely attracted the attention of a few people who were in the
background. Now who the hell had taken *that* picture?
Brad remembered that Donna had said that she'd never done more than kiss another woman. He wondered if this was the
one she had been talking about.
Brad spend the rest of the day in a contemplative mood. He thought a lot about Donna, what she'd done, the pictures she'd
sent him and tried to imagine them meeting and her reaction to knowing that she'd been sending all that stuff to a
co-worker. And not one of the young, hip co-workers either. The thought was depressing. Would she be upset?
embarrassed? Angry and thinking that he had deceived her by not telling her who he was?
By noon Brad was pacing around the house. That was when he remembered the cameras at the office. He jumped up and
got into his car hoping that there wouldn't be anyone there.
There wasn't and Brad spent a lot of time removing the cameras and covering his tracks. After all, if Donna was pissed
that he was who he was and managed to stumbled onto the things life would become very unpleasant. He didn't want to
think about what that would do to his career.
By later that day, Brad was an absolute wreck. He finally decided to call some of his friends and see if they were interested
in going out. Going to the BDSM club tonight was not an option. He couldn't concentrate on anything and if he did
manage to get into a scene with someone, it wouldn't be fair to her. Or safe since he wasn't really concentrating well.
Saturday night he didn't sleep well at all. He'd driven past the club where they were going to meet and it had done little for
his piece of mind. Lot's of the young and beautiful crowd hung around the place. It was somewhere that Brad really didn't
fit in and meeting Donna there was going to be very unsettling.
Sunday morning found him staring at the ceiling while greeting the dawn. He decided that a vigorous workout would be
just the thing, grabbed a light breakfast and headed to the gym. At the end of his workout, he saw KC doing an aerobics
class. Looking in the large window made him think that it really should be called erotics class as it was a veritable sea of
sweat slicked, lithe female bodies. Naturally, only someone with a dirty, sex obsessed mind would think of it that way.
Brad grinned ruefully to himself knowing how well he fit into that category.
The workout had managed to keep him from thinking about the meeting this evening, but after his shower it all came back.
What was going to happen when she discovered Edge was him, a co-worker instead of a young studly guy? Would she
just leave him right then and there?
Finally, it was time to go. Brad did his best to look calm and confident in the mirror, standing there in black jeans and a
blue silk shirt. Fortunately, he looked much more calm then he actually was and the drive to the club, where he was
arriving a half hour before the appointed time, was done in almost a daze. Somewhere along the way, he decided that what
ever was going to
happen was going to happen and the best way to meet it was to be in Dom
Mode. After all, it was the Dom in him, Edge, that Donna wanted and responded to. He never walked into a BDSM club,
and certainly never did a scene, without being in the correct frame of mind. This, he decided, would be no different. He
wasn't meeting Donna as Brad the programmer, he was meeting her as Edge, or at least the mind who had created and
directed or inspired many of the wild fantasies that need2sub had carried out and, apparently, craved.
He smiled at the cute redhead teener that took his cover charge and headed to a table in one of the darker corners where he
could observe the room, but it would be difficult to see him and settled down to wait.
The waitress who came to take his order was very friendly and spent some time talking rather then just taking his order. It
was only after she'd left the second time, after delivering his Guinness, that he realized that he'd treated her as he would
have any sub that might have been serving in a BDSM club. Oops.
It wasn't that he'd been overly commanding, that wasn't his style. There was just the easy assumption that she would do
whatever he asked - no matter what that was. No overtly sexual innuendoes either. That wasn't Brad's style unless the sub
in question was his or had been given to him to play with. Doubtless she had not even noticed his attitude. It obviously
hadn't offended, her since she'd stayed around to chat until getting pulled away by another waitress.
It occurred to Brad that Donna had never seen a picture of him, and wondered what would happen when she saw him.
Naturally there was no way she would realize that he was, indeed, Edge. There was something else in the back of his
mind, bothering him, but he was too distracted by actually watching for Donna to really bring it to the front and examine it.
The place was beginning to get crowded.
Suddenly he tensed. Holy shit what was KC doing here? The woman walked right passed him, dressed to impress and
didn't give him a second look. Brad sat back and continued to nurse his beer. The crowd got thicker and Brad almost
missed when Donna walked in.
His eyes narrowed as he looked at his co-worker/online slave. Like KC, she was also dressed in a very sexy manner. She
was wearing the heels, of course, but was not dressed in a super short skirt or anything. No, she'd gone for a skirt that
came to just above her knees and a skin tight black top. Her long hair was brushed to a beautiful shine and hung simply
down her back. It wasn't how she was dressed that caught his attention though. It was the guy she was with. Brad didn't
recognize him, but he recognized the type. Tall, lean and very good looking and he was walking with his arm around
Donna's shoulders. Brad was not amused.
He continued to watch as they went up to the bar and slid into a couple of very recently vacated spots. They were
obviously talking and Brad could see, now that Donna was sitting down that her skirt wasn't as conservative as he'd
thought. It was slit almost up to her waist and he could see that if she was wearing underwear, it could only be a thong.
Very nice. He noticed that the view didn't escape her male companion either. Brad wondered what he should do since he
was very reluctant to approach her while she was with this guy.
KC appeared on the scene and the guy was introduced. Brad sighed and got to his feet thinking that he'd use the restroom
before figuring out how to present himself to Donna. He got somewhat distracted by people jostling him, and when he
started toward the bathroom, he saw that Donna and her friends were between him and his destination. Not only that, but
they were heading right for him, Donna having apparently spotted him. She waved cheerily. Uh Oh.
Well it was too late to back out now as they were obviously heading toward him.
Introductions were made. Donna introduced Brad as her co-worker and gave him KC and Dave's names. Naturally there
was no way for Brad to introduce himself as anything other than Brad. Donna suggested that they get a table together and
Brad agreed - what else could he do - but excused himself to go to the bathroom. Donna was at the table by herself when he
returned.
He sat down, trying to think of what to tell her now that they were alone. She looked at him and gave him a wide grin.
"So, what do I call you? Brad, Edge or just Sir?" she asked.
Brad just blinked. "Excuse me?"
"What would you prefer I call you?"
Brad was confused, all thoughts of how to introduce himself as Edge crashing around him in confusion. He said nothing
for a moment and Donna just waited, a small smile on her face. There was no point whatsoever in denying what she'd
said. He was there to meet her, but what the hell was going on? How could she have possibly known...
That's when it hit him. He should have at least been suspicious when she'd never even requested a picture of him! She'd
never asked for any personal information, beyond those first conversations when she'd asked a few questions about what
he looked like. How could he have been so bind!
He laughed softly shaking his head and said, "How long have you known?"
Donna leaned forward with an even bigger smile on her face. "I knew who you were when I contacted you."
"How could you have possibly known?"
"Well, I was in your cube one day looking for some of our source code. I didn't want to run back to my computer and
thought I'd just print it from yours. I didn't realize at the time that the laptop was yours rather then the companie's and
when I was searching through the directories, I saw the one for your web page. I love hardcore writing, so it immediately
caught my attention. Since it was obviously the web page source, it became obvious that you were the one writing it. "
"But," broke in Brad, "that stuff is always hidden on the hard drive. How could you have found it?"
"It wasn't hidden when I found it. I noted the name that you were using, hunted down the page online and started
reading." Her eyes lowered. "Those were some very hot nights!"
"Son-uv-a-bitch," said Brad as he sat back in his chair. She'd known all along! Now that he thought about it, there had
been a few times that he hadn't activated the protection on the hard drive.
"I hope that you aren't angry with me, Sir," she said with a worried look on her face.
"No... not at all. Just a bit shocked is all. I've spent the last day trying to figure out how to tell you it was me and here
you knew all along!"
There was a bit of an awkward silence. Donna looked very worried.
"I..I know that you've known who I am. I sent you pictures," she said turning very red," and I was also worried that you
would be upset that you'd started a relationship with a co-worker. When did you figure out who I was?"
There was no way he was going to tell her about the cameras! He had to think fast.
"I was pretty sure after our presentation. I wasn't completely sure, but then I followed you the day you did those errands.
Plus some of your actions on previous days as need2sub meshed very well with what I'd observed you doing during the
day." he gave her a wicked grin.
Donna put her hand over her mouth and gasped. "You were there? You saw all that??"
"Not all, but most. I couldn't follow you everywhere with out being seen. But I was there when the bikers propositioned
you."
"God, I was scared to death."
"You handled yourself well. If things had gone badly... Well, I had a cell phone."
Conversation started to come easier after that. They laughed about the situation they were in. Brad asked her how her trip
had been and they talked a bit about that. He was very curious who her friend had been.
"Oh, yeah. That's Erin. We've known each other since we were kids. She knew all about us because I've been emailing
her and talking on the phone." Donna smiled, "And she thought *she* was the adventurous one!"
Again there was silence between them, less strained this time. Donna leaned toward him as she spoke.
"You did a good job of hiding your interest," she said. "I knew you were interested in me from the online conversations,
but you never tipped your hand at work. That first time I flashed you," she colored slightly as she smiled, "I thought that
you hadn't even seen it! It almost made me doubt that you were Edge. Of course, our later conversations showed that you
were noticing me"
"Oh yes. I was noticing you all right." Brad felt something inside him easing, the huge tension he'd felt about coming here
melting away as they talked with each other. Then a thought occurred to him. "By the way, you remember all those times
you referred to me as gay?"
Donna gulped, "Um yes Sir. I'm sorry Sir."
He chuckled, "Oh that's OK. I don't consider it an insult. But it's occurred to me that, now that we have officially met,
perhaps I could be afforded the opportunity to prove to you just how not gay I am."
Donna smiled and said, "I'm sure Sir, that that could be arraigned."
Brad leaned forward with a serious look on his face. "Tell me Donna. Was all this just an experiment for you? Just an
exploration? Or are you really interested in trying out a BDSM lifestyle? And if so, do you really want someone as extreme
as you now know I can be to introduce you to being a sex slave?"
Brad could have put the question in a more indirect manner. But he chose to pose it this way on purpose, to graphically
spell out what he thought was going on. There was a great deal of sexual frustration building in him and he wanted to
know if Donna was really serious about giving this a go or if now that the online talks were over she wanted to call it quits.
Was it him she was interested in or some fantasy online Master?
"Your writing drew me in. The online conversations that we had hooked me and then I started to get to know you as a
person. Once I started learning who you were, it was you that I was interested in. You as a person, you as a Master." She
moved her chair closer to him and he could smell a hint of her arousal. The points of her nipples could clearly be seen
through her top. "I really do want to learn to be a sex slave - your sex slave"
Their faces were very close now. He could feel her breath on his face and their lips moved even closer. She closed her
eyes as his lips lightly brushed hers and he pulled back. Their lips met again, this time her mouth opening to eagerly accept
his tongue. It was a very slow, passionate kiss. When they pulled back Donna seemed slightly breathless.
"By the way Sir, aren't I still owed an orgasm 'any way I want it?'", she asked with a playful smile on her face.
"Yup. When would you like to collect?"
She leaned in close again and whispered, "We could always call in sick tomorrow."
Brad closed his eyes for a second, and saw in his mind's eye, the gremlin. It was sitting in a spot light, on a tall wooden
stool. It had a dunce hat on it's head, it's arms were crossed and it had a comical scowl on it's face. Brad smiled as he
opened his eyes and took Donna's hand.
"Do you really want to wait until tomorrow?" He asked.
She smiled and replied, "You know, I think I left my over night bag in the car."
End of Office Games.
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