The man behind the desk shook his head, looked up at the girl sitting in his study watching him. Wearing a pencil skirt, a white blouse, and heels, she looked like a secretary. She even had her hair pulled up in a messy bun, and glasses. But she was not a secretary. The man behind … Continue reading The Man Behind the Desk
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The Man, Part II
Sitting there, naked underneath the afghan he’s wrapped around me, my ankle cuffs still attached to rings in the floor, ensuring that my knees are wide open, with a man whose name I don’t even know, I can’t believe I’m thinking about staying. Training as a submissive - am I out of my mind? I … Continue reading The Man, Part II
The Man
”May I touch?” He asks. It is my body he’s talking about, but he’s not asking for permission from me. He’s asking the man who has put me in this situation. And he nods, “of course,” he says. I say he had put me in this situation, and that is partly true, but I have … Continue reading The Man
Rebooting…
She waited anxiously, trying to slow her breathing. 'They probably won't take me anyway,' she thought. 'Who knows how many candidates they've had?' She took a deeper breath. 'But they did call me in for an interview.' She felt her heart pounding. She was alone in the room, a small anteroom with a desk and … Continue reading Rebooting…
Just a Quickie
"Here," he said. "Now." She looked up, startled. If he had told her to come once already, she hadn't heard him, but she knew she was in trouble now. Setting her book aside, she stood, and moved quickly to her place in front of him, slipping down to her knees as soon as she was … Continue reading Just a Quickie
The Preparation, Part 4
She heard them talking as they approached the room, and she caught a glimpse of the waxer as she entered. In that quick glance, she saw that this girl was young, with multi-colored hair, shaved on one side. That made her a little nervous, but she thought, ”oh, stop, she’s not doing the hair on … Continue reading The Preparation, Part 4
The Preparation, Part 3
The spanking - well, the spanking and writing her lines and reading them twice, since he had her read them again after the spanking -all of that had left her in that state of submission where she was incredibly turned on and longing to be used. Sexually, maybe to kneel at his feet and worship … Continue reading The Preparation, Part 3
The Preparation, Part 2
Even writing carefully, in her best handwriting, it didn't take her long to complete the assignment. The words seemed to expand somehow, until it felt like they took up all the space in her mind. He had waited nearby, and when she put down the pen, he was by her side fairly quickly. Looking over … Continue reading The Preparation, Part 2
The Preparation
"Are you arguing with me?" he asked. Eyebrows raised, he almost sounded amused, but she knew it was a fine veneer of amusement. Underneath it was the expectation that she would obey. "No, Sir, not really - not arguing," she said. "Just - I don't understand why -" His laughter stopped her in mid sentence. … Continue reading The Preparation
A Touch of Fantasy, Part 4
She curls herself in closer to him. On the floor at his feet, eyes closed, one arm on his leg, the other on the chair but pressed close to him. His body is warm, but the heat she had felt is wearing off. His hand is warm too, stroking her hair, and she tries to … Continue reading A Touch of Fantasy, Part 4
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