The Cruise (closed for Last_Rider and I)

Yvonne Summers removed her reading glasses and rubbed the bridge of her nose. She was tired, more than just tired really, she was utterly exhausted. There had been one dead line after another which she had endevoured to meet, requiring weeks of late nights, and weekend work, as internal audit randomly checked the files in the insurance company in which she worked.

To be fair, her immediate staff had applied themselves to the tasks she assigned them with aplomb, but Matt Donoghue, her Personal Assistant had dealt primarily with the organisation of the tasks required. He seemed to have as little a personal life, as she, and he had never voiced a complaint with the long hours she required of him.

Yvonne's sister Kate, had been burning her ears of late, that she was wasting the prime of her life, burying herself in work, and repeating, ad nauseum, the addage "All work and no play, makes Jack a dull boy!", or Yvonne a dull girl, more specifically. Yvonne's three year relationship had hit the rocks nine months previously, and she had buried herself in her career ever since, with nary a date to break the monotony. Kate had had several rather clumsy attempts at matching Yvonne up with this guy or that, but none had exhibited much interest in her, nor she in them.

She was a good looking woman, in her prime at 28, her waist length dark hair, highlighting her small features, and small frame and small stature. Everything was small about her, with the exception of her DD breasts, and her personality, which was perhaps a little on the agressive side for a woman.

Of course, Yvonne wasn't always so agressive. In the bedroom, she liked a totally different role, but that was her secret, and no one else was aware that that was what made her tick!!

She loaded her briefcase, and set her out-of-office message on both her phone and her email, and called goodbye to the staff, especially to Matt, whose balls she had busted for weeks now!! "Guys, see you all in three weeks!!" she called as she exited the office. It was only 10 am, but she felt she had a little leeway, given the hours she had clocked recently.

She gathered her case, and took a taxi to the docks where she boarded the cruise liner. Kate had been right. Three weeks of luxuary was what she needed, to unwind. This cruise catered for singles, and promised to match each passenger, with their mate, and work with the couple to demonstrate their compatability. She didn't expect to meet her soul mate, but she did expect to have her brains fucked out, which was what she needed right now.

The gang plank was raised at 8.30 pm, and they sailed on the tide. There was a buffet and a dance in the main ball room, and attendance was mandetory. It was here that she was to meet, if not Mr. Right, at least Mr. Right-now!!!

Matt Donoghue pressed his fingers into his temples. The last bit of his life had been a nightmare of over-time, riding his underlings, and being ridden by his boss. And none of that was half as amusing as dozens of juvenile's would have you believe.

Matt was responsible for everything that came up the ladder to his boss, Yvonne, and usually bore the brunt of the shit that came down. He was her personal assistant, and one of the first things he'd learned about this job was just how thankless it was. You did lots of work, got almost no credit.

That was counterbalanced by the money. Matt didn't make a lot of it, but more than he probably should given the nature of his job, and he always made sure that whatever personal time he had was enjoyable. He had to, given how precious personal time was in the life of a personal assistant.

But enjoyable hadn't been in the card for him recently. Matt tended towards the kinkier side in his sex life, he didn't broadcast it, especially at work. He just didn't feel it mattered too much as to how he did his job, and he did his best to avoid mingling his personal life with those he worked with.

Sadly, he'd been very very single for far too long. There was the occasional play date or spontaneous session when at a club, but nothing truly fulfilling. Matt enjoyed connecting with those he played with, without that, while enjoyable play was rather hollow.

"Guys, see you all in three weeks!!"

The voice of Yvonne cut through his mental fog. That voice for the past several weeks had usually meant he was going to be chewed out, given some impossible task, or have to pass along more bad new to those who worked under him. The last few weeks had been hell for them all, audits that always seemed to come at the worst possible time, deadlines that were constantly being shortened, or family emergencies that pulled people away.

Matt smiled and waved to Yvonne as she left, trying and failing not to watch the sway of her ass as she headed out. Yvonne was a bombshell, small frame, hints of curves in all the right places. The word that always sprang to mind when Matt thought of Yvonne was "rocking". More often than he'd like to admit she entered his thoughts.

He shook his head, trying to clear it. His light brown hair shook out slightly. Matt liked it shorter, but at the time it was a little longer than he'd prefer. His blue eyes were bright as he finished up his inter-office memo's, e-mails, and all the little things that had to be done before he went on vacation.

One of Matt's good friends, a female sub who he had great respect for, had suggested a vacation idea. A cruise line that paired singles with other singles based on compatibility for the duration. The odds of finding someone he actually connected with were slimmer, but a good submissive for a few weeks would go a long way towards fixing his current funk.

Matt was one of the last few to board the large ship, carrying a duffel bag of clothe and personal things, and a bag of "toys" in case this went as advertised. At the very least there were plenty of other fare if he and his bunk mate weren't interested in each other.

Yvonne relaxed and stretched out on her comfortable over large bed. She had sprung for a luxurious cabin, and on this pleasure craft, that meant something, she was pleased to note. Even the basic cabins were really nice and comfortable. She had had an image in her mind of tiny cramped cabins, with minimal and basic fixtures and fittings, and this was the polar opposite of that. She was surprised, pleasantly surprised!!

Her time off was a rarity, and as such, she liked to make the most of it. If she did vacation, she liked to do it in style. She wondered if her sister was right, that this would be a rewarding adventure, and she certainly hoped it would.

In her professional life, she was in absolute control of everything all the time. In her private life she was too. She liked to give up control in the bedroom, although this was quite a new discovery for her, it was one she wanted to explore further. If the opportunity presented iteself, she would fully throw herself into the experience for the duration of the three week cruise, and maximise the experience. If something worked out, great, and if not, well, it wasn't like she would be seeing the guy again!!

She glanced again at the form, indicating all her preferences, from the physical appearance of her preferred partner, to her sexual likes and dislikes. Each item had to be rated from 1 to 5. 1 was a definite no, 2 was unsure, but possibly willing to examine it, 3 was neither particularly liked or disliked, 4 was interested in exploring, and 5 was liked.

Yvonne went through the list. She didn't have any particular physical type of guy. She liked a guy who was well built, but she didn't mind if he was fair or dark. Unbidden, an image of Matt, her PA popped into her mind! Quickly, she erased it, as she felt heat travel up her cheeks! How inappropriate was that! She had been having inappropriate thoughts about him for a while, and decided that it was due to them spending so much time in one another's company. She had been much more demanding of him, as a result. Matt did not strike her as the wild and kinky type, which he definitely would have needed to be, to engage in the activities that popped into Yvonne's mind!!

She had no particular hang up on personality, either, providing that her date was interesting company, and pleasant to her!

For her sexual preferences, Yvonne mulled over the list for a while, and then deciding to take the bull by the horns, so to speak, she ticked box number four against everything!! Be daring! Go for it all! Try everything!! Shortly after, the purser collected the sealed forms. The instructions on completing the forms had been that each person should be as truthful as possible, in order to maximise their chances of successly being matched with a compatible partner, and she hoped that would be true. She had never been so open about her desires!!

Most people had returned the form to the company a few days prior to departure, in order for the information to be processed, but she, as per usual, had been too busy! At seven thirty, everyone was notified as to a table number, where they would meet their computer generated ideal partner, and things would kick off from there.

Matt took a deep breath, reminding himself to be patient with the process. He should have done the form days ago, but work had taken priority over most everything else, especially a list he could have filled out in his sleep.

Matt had been aware and in touch with his dominance long enough to know his preferences. It was one of the first things he'd learned, know your own mind on things. Despite being a natural dominant, Matt had found someone he could talk and practice with until he had the hang of things, and Simone had drilled that into him. If he didn't know his own mind, how could he care for a submissive?

The bubbles filled themselves in a his mind cleared. Relaxation had never been an instant thing for Matt. He knew people who could just walk into their homes, see a loved one, or feel the sun on their face and stress melted. Matt not so much. It took time for him to unwind his mind and body, so now he was finally reaching that point, and he welcomed it.

His pencil stopped when he got to the physical preferences list. Another thing he'd learned, he was much more interested in what was in someone's head as opposed to cup size. He read the list a few times before asking himself the questions internally. Normal rules didn't always apply in vacation settings, so he tried to ask himself honestly if there wasn't a physical type he wanted for this trip.

He found Yvonne springing to mind, and he smiled ruefully to himself. As much of a ball buster as she was, and as much as he'd seen, she was too in control, too closed off to experiment. Still, maybe she was compensating, acting like that in public because in private she was different? He shook his head, he was thinking far too much about this, 9 times out of 10 hoof beats mean horses, not zebras.

Since there wasn't a box for "appearance doesn't matter" he just checked the boxes that listed each as least relevant. The computer might have a mild stroke before pairing him up, but the thought brought a smile to his face. He watched as it calculated his match, then spat out a ticket with a table number on it. He gathered his bags, he should probably go check out his room before meeting his partner, but it had been a bit too long since he'd had a playmate or more.

Even if all he got was a playmate for the three weeks, it would be more action than he'd had in months.

Slinging the bags over his shoulder he walked into the big ballroom designated for first meetings for those who were being paired for the cruise. He double checked his number and found the table. When he saw that one of the chairs was already occupied, by a very attractive woman with long dark hair, tiny frame... his mind blanked when he caught her profile.

This just couldn't be happening. Was this a blessing, or a curse? Knowing his luck, probably both.

"Yvonne?"

"Yvonne" The second she heard her name, she knew that something was awry. She had given her name as "Vivi". Anyone identifying her as Yvonne, meant she was busted. Her heart which had been hammering with excitement, now hammered with dread.

She knew that voice! She looked behind her, to the man standing a few feet away. "Matt!" she exclaimed, "What on Earth are you doing here? Is there a problem? Oh God! dont tell me there is an issue with the audit, I knew I should have left until they actually left the building.... " She began to get to her feet, her mind totally on work now!

Then in an instant, she recalled just why she was where she was, and also that the ship's voyage was well under way. She had to get rid of Matt quick, before he realised just what kind of cruise this actually was! She would die of embarassment, if he knew!!

"Matt, please, you have to go now! I'll catch you later! I'm actually waiting on someone now .... a ........ friend, I'm expecting!!" She was really conscious of her provocative dress. She wore a halter top, which finished well above her navell, and a figure hugging soft skirt, which fell almost to her ankles. The outfit, in and of itself, was not so terribly daring, but it was by comparisson to her tailored business suits.

A little impatiently, she wondered why he hadn't left, and looked frantically around, in case her date was arriving and wondering who this man was!!

Work, why wasn't he surprised that's where her mind went when she first saw him? It was totally natural, that was all they had to associate each other with, but still, on a pleasure cruise, for work to jump to mind, just not the ideal setting.

"Oh, no, everything's fine. And honestly I wouldn't know if it wasn't. I left my regular phone at home, I have a different one in case there's a real emergency."

Matt's eyes flitted briefly over her form. The outfit was designed to catch the eye without being too revealing. Some of the other women around the room didn't quite have her eye for the balance and erred too far to one side or the other.

Matt wasn't wearing his usual attire either. He normally wore a suit with a solid colored shirt, dark reds, black, other subdued colors that popped his eyes. All in all he never looked bad, but always looked professional and ready to work. Now he wore a short sleeved polo shirt that showed off a little more of the definition in his upper body, and shorts that hung just below the knee. He thought he still looked good, just a little more casual.

"Matt, please, you have to go now! I'll catch you later! I'm actually waiting on someone now .... a ........ friend, I'm expecting!!"

He couldn't stop a smile, it was nice to see her a little flustered. As her personal assistant he knew her better than most at the office, but her surprised or out of her element was something of a treat.

"I didn't know you thought of me as a friend Yvonne."

Matt raised his tag, indicating he was on the cruise as well, the ticket indicating he was indeed supposed to be here, seated across from his boss.

"Look, I know this isn't what you signed up for, but I'd like to give it a shot. This isn't some evil plot, I promise. If we don't click there's plenty of other flesh chase after, but if a really expensive computer paired us up, I'd just hate to ignore all that technology."

Matt seated himself across from Yvonne, smiling at her.

"So, despite all the time we've spent together, I'd like to know more about you."

Yvonne picked up the double Southern Comfort she had ordered for herself, and drained two thirds of the glass, in a vain attempt to steady her nerves!! Matt?? How had that happened? Suppose she did explore her sexuality with him, she would have to face him agian in the the coming weeks, it was complicated! It was difficult!! Was it impossible??!

All the negatives considered, he was hot, and she had fantasised about him turning the tables on her on many an occasion!! His body, which had always impressed her, was more on display than she had ever seen it. His broad cheat deliniated by the polo shirt which clung to all the appropriate muscels, and proclaimed him a man! God, she wanted him!!


She looked up at him. "You know this is complicated, right?" She took a deep breath, steadying her nerves, and conscious of the eyes on them. She indicated the seat opposite, "sit please, I dont want a scene!"

She thought for a few minutes, the silence heavy with expectation. "Look, Matt, I guess, you must have signed the confidentiality clause, right?? Can I assume that what happens between us, stay soley between us? Is that fair enough? My secrets, and your secrets, stray private, right??"

Secrets? Yvonne was acting pretty nervous, though the generous drink of alcohol she took seemed to help calm her. Truthfully he could probably use a drink himself, but resisted. At least for the time being he needed his head clear.

"Of course Yvonne, I wouldn't spread stories around. Besides, you'll know a fair amount about me by the time this is over too."

They shared a slightly awkward smile before logic came back into Matt's mind. If he was paired up with Yvonne, that meant she indicated interest in the things he did. That was certainly interesting.

"You have my word Yvonne, everything is just between us."

He smiled, hoping to convey trust and relax her just a little. He had no interest in spreading stories about the pair of them. Most people didn't understand the dynamics of power play, a few people had thought him mysoginistic when the first found out about his dominance. Someone in Yvonne's position needed to be respected, and many people would view submissive tendencies as a weakness. That wasn't at all the case, but perception rarely meets fact.

"So, we can talk about your desires, or just normal small talk. I leave it up to you, but a few things you should know. I've been a dominant for a few years, so I wont be doing anything we're not both comfortable with. I have a few things I don't do, but by and large if we decide to do this, we'll be sticking within your desires, and probably away from things that would push us too far."

Matt paused, not wanting to ramble. He usually talked too much when he was nervous, and the thought of Yvonne as a submissive, his submissive, definitely sped up his pulse.

"Sorry, I'm talking too much, and probably assuming even more. Why don't you ask me something. I promise I'll be completely honest with you."

Yvonne considered all that Matt had said, weighing it. Ironically, her discomfiture was primarily due to the fact that she knew him, and conversly, she trusted him, because, she knew she knew him, and knew she could. They had worked together for almost five years, and during that time he had demonstrated a dependablity, and an integrity, possessed by few. He was solid, both in character and in form. She grinned, as the thought of his solid form filled her mind.

"Okay, Matt, how about this? We hook up for the duration of this cruise, after that we revert to boss and PA, with no complications. When we return home, it will be as though we never met on vacation. Agreed?" she look up a him, and with out waiting for his response, she went on to answer his earlier questions, what did she like.

Taking a deep breath, she said "Matt, it is very hard for me to voice desires, that I have hardly acknowledged to myself, and I have certainly never spoken aloud, to a lover....." she blushed as she said the word 'lover'.

"Anyway, Matt, I would like to explore my submissive side... it's not something I have ever done before, but I want to try to experience all that you are willing to show me. My intention was to let my ship assigned ideal man" she grinned "guide me, and show me all he could. I'm sure there are somethings I will like, and some things I wont, but, I want to try everything before I rule anything out! What are your likes and dislikes, and what experience do you have?" she asked.

"Okay, Matt, how about this? We hook up for the duration of this cruise, after that we revert to boss and PA, with no complications. When we return home, it will be as though we never met on vacation. Agreed?"

"If that's what you want Yvonne, I certainly will honor that."

It wasn't exactly his ideal, but it was good. He was hoping they could connect deeper than that, but at the present, this would be acceptable. It had been a long time since he'd had someone to be his for a prolonged period of time, and he wanted to explore Yvonne.

Matt nodded thoughtfully as she talked. Her voice was soft, but he could easily hear the tone of truth under it. Despite a slight flush, she was determined and confident that this was what she wanted.

"Well, I've been a practicing, if that's the right word, dominant for several years. I'm not too big into pain, but I can give you that if you want. I do enjoy flogging, spankings, tease and denial. I'm not big into humiliation or verbal abuse, but if you'd like to at least try those, I am capable."

He reached across the table, taking her hand in his, smiling.

"I know how difficult the first steps can be Yvonne, it took me a long time to take them, but I have never regretted it. When this cruise is done I could give you the names of clubs to visit that cater to kinky people. If, somewhere along the line you decide this isn't for you I totally understand.

As to my experiences, I've done a bit of everything. There are somethings I don't do: scat, watersports, extreme pain, animal play, the more extreme things generally."

He grabbed a passing waiter and ordered some soda. If he was going to be introducing Yvonne, he definitely needed his head and body clear.

"I know the first times are strange, figuring out what you want, what appeals to you, adjusting to the intensity. I want you to know we'll go at your pace for this until we find our rhythm. Before we go further, you need a safeword. Something that isn't 'ow' or 'stop' because they can be used in a scene for other purposes. It's something that you say and everything stops. If something you don't like you use that word. If you don't have a preference, 'Red' is pretty standard for first timers."

Matt took a drink of his coke, smiling at Yvonne.

"So, any preference for that?"

"red will be just fine, thank you Matt" Yvonne said quietly. She smiled at him, feeling like a teenager on a first date. Her heart pounded in her chest as the realization sank in 'this is really happening'!!

Yvonne had been interested in D/s relationships for a few years, but her ex had been vehemently opposed to anything remotely kinky, but now that had gone by the wayside, she had the opportunity to explore her interests, and this cruise was the vehicle for it.

She leaned across the table and took his hand in hers, as she looked into his eyes. "you know what? I, speaking for myself of course, but I think that computer generated matches is on to something! You have put me totally at ease, and I think we will click together well!!"

everything he had said, seemed like just the right thing to say, and she was satisfied that he would push her boundries, but not break them, which was exactly what she had been hoping for. There was dinner and cocktails planned shortly, followed by dancing, and she was looking forward to it. She couldn't believe she was here with him!!

Smiling at him, she clinked her glass to his, "here's to a mutually fulfilling exchange then! I'm sooooo looking forward to it!!"

"I certainly hope so, clicking like that is very important for this."

He returned her smile, sharing in her toast.

"Ditto, very much so. Try not to drink too much, you'll need all your senses for later."

When he finished his soda, he pulled her to her feet, smiling.

"While we're here, you'll submit to me. I wont make you do anything dangerous or public, but I need your word that you'll obey. And know that I wont abuse your submission, that you're safe with me."

Matt took her hand and brought it to his lips, kissing it softly. He would taste her lips later, but this seemed like something appropriate for the situation.

"So, since we're taking off, may I have this dance?"

Yvonne's heart thundered in her chest as he kissed her hand! Good God!! she was behaving like a teenager, getting all excited by having her hand kissed!! Still, she had to acknowledge that the latent desire which she had suppressed for her personal assistant, was now rushing to the fore, and she was almost glowing now with lust!!

Smiling, she took his hand, as he led her to the dance floor. Anticipation for what was no doubt to come, fed her excitement. She took to the floor, as a 'bump and grind' song played, and she took enormous pleasure in rubbing her body against his.

Matt could see the flush in her face, and it brought a smile to his. He always loved seeing the response of a woman. It was one of the most erotic things for him, watching the physical way a submissive reacted to stimulus. He so loved playing on their reactions, pulling them all those different directions.

Matt wasn't much of a dancer, but Yvonne more than made up for that. She clearly knew how to move, grinding against him, her body moving in perfect time with they music. The knowledge, that at least for tonight she was his, only spurred his physical reaction.

He made absolutely no motion to hide his arousal, instead letting her feel it as she pressed against him.

"I can't wait to get you back in a room and let you feel everything, so much more than you've ever experienced."

His voice was a low whisper against her ear, another stimulus for her body to try and process.

"I can't wait to get you back in a room and let you feel everything, so much more than you've ever experienced." the whispered words caused a flood of warmth in Yvonne. She was so aroused, already, and they hadn't even kissed yet!!

She danced with her back to him, her butt grinding against was was most definitely his arousal!! She reached her hands up and back and looped them around his neck, enjoying the feel of his body against hers, unable to suppress a moan of pleasure!!

For three more songs, they rubbed against one another, Yvonne's excitement building to a fever pitch, before, unable to take any more, having reached the very end of her patience, she whispered to him, "why dont you take me to bed?" and looked up at him, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.

Matt couldn't have stopped smiling if you'd paid him to. He let Yvonne play into his hands, enjoying herself, building herself higher, all with a minimal of work. He wasn't lazy, but if this exquisite creature was content to build herself into a mild frenzy, who was he to argue?

When her arm raised and her hand linked behind his neck, his went to her waist, holding her against him. It was amusing, she tried to move beyond where he wanted her, and his grip held her firm. It was subtle, but he wanted her only within those limits for the time being, so there was where he kept her.

"Why don't you take me to bed?"

They had been dancing for a bit when she finally turned and whispered that to him. It sent a shiver up his spine, but he was at least partially in his dom mode. That was more about how she perceived him than about reality.

"Why don't you ask me politely Yvonne? Ask me nicely, and I'll consider it. You don't have to grovel, at least not in public."

It was a risk, but a calculated one. He was reinforcing her position, that even for something they both wanted, he would subvert his impulses until she did as he desired. Their already established mutual trust was a huge benefit here. Trust was essential, and rather than starting from square one, they were just stretching it, deepening it. That was not only easier, it was exceptionally rewarding.

Yvonne's arousal was running on high, and she anticipated that Matt would jump at her suggestion, and she was wrong!! Part of her, still looked on him, as the guy who would ask "how high" when she said jump. It was going to take a little bit of adjustment, to get used to being the one following orders, instead of issuing them!!

"Why don't you ask me politely Yvonne? Ask me nicely, and I'll consider it. You don't have to grovel, at least not in public."

Yvonne suppressed her urge to bristle at his comment, she must forget their previous relationship, and take this as starting from scratch, here and now.

Taking a deep breath, to steady her nerves, her pounding heart, and her throbbing sex, she looked up at Matt, "Please Matt, take me to bed! Please, I need you so!" She didn't want to dwell on the second part of his statement, at least not yet. She was a little alarmed at how that statement made her body react!

She turned in his arms, and nuzzled her face into his chest, inhaling the tantalising masculine smell of him, setting her senses further on fire.

Matt smiled at her response, reaching up to cup her head to him. He just swayed with her for a few moments longer, letting her stew just a second longer. He stroked her hair softly, letting her inhale his scent.

"Good girl, and of course I will."

He held her shoulders and stepped back just a bit, letting her see his smile before they returned to their table. He picked up his bags and nodded to her.

"Lead the way, I think you have the better cabin and we could always use more room."

As she led the way, he watched the sway of her hips under the skirt, his anticipation growing. Soon enough he'd have her naked, writhing in pleasure, and he could explore the ways those hips moved in more detail.

Yvonne's heart hammered against her chest as they made their way to her cabin. Being one of the more expensive ones, it was larger and more delux than most. It was also just three floors below decks, well above the water line, with two portholes looking out at the blue Carribean.

A part of her could not believe that she had just asked, almost begged her personal assistant to sleep with her!!! Yesterday, it would have been beyond the bounds of belief, but now, it was happening, it was actually happening, and with him, Yvonne was going to get to explore her dark side!!

She reached the door, and slipped the keycard into the locking mechanism and opened the door. Her cabin consisted of a sitting room, with TV, DVD, Mini bar, she had a coffee maker, a soft couch and a small dining table, and a hall closet. The next room was her bedroom with consited primarily of a super king sized bed, chest of drawers, nightstand wardrobe, another TV and a large chair, dressing table and mirror, and off her bedroom was her en suite bathroom with sunken juccuzzi bath, vanity and all the luxuarious trappings of a five star hotel!!

She turned and watched Matt's reaction to the room initially, and then to her.

Matt whistled softly as he viewed her room. If he came on another one of these he would definitely be springing for the better rooms. His wasn't bad by any stretch of the imagination, but the little extras would definitely be worth the expense.

"Very nice. I didn't know you made this much more than I did. I might have to ask you for a raise in the near future."

The part about the raise was a joke, mostly deigned to help her relax. He wanted her keyed up, but if she was wound too tight this wouldn't be fun. He needed to find her balance of on edge and comfortable.

The pair moved to the bedroom, Matt's bags resting by the doorway. There were a few things he'd need later depending on the direction this evening took. He seated himself on the bed, his eyes on hers.

His crystal blue eyes traced her frame, commanding yet warm. It was one of the things he'd never had to try to perfect, Simone had told him he had the best eyes.

Matt took Yvonne by the wrists, pulling her towards him, waiting as her form leaned into his. He paused when her lips were close to his, drawing out that moment right before their first kiss. He waited just long enough before finally letting their lips caress each other.

Anticipation was riding Yvonne hard, and her nerves were strung tight, the moment, the split second, before their lips touched, seemed to stretch for all eternity. Her heart thundered in her chest, and she could feel her blood thrumming in her veins. She wanted this kiss, more than she wanted her next breath, and it took all of her self control to remember that she was submissive, and should not make the final stretch and close the gap, and seal their lips together. Instead, Yvonne waited for Matt to take charge. He did, and his warm lips felt wonderful against hers.

She angled her mouth against his, allowing him better access, and she parted her lip, granting him entry. She nibbled on his lower lip, and sucked it between her teeth, before her tongue grazed his lips, and entered his mouth. She pressed her body hard against his, enjoying the feeling of his masculinity to her femininity.

Matt felt her body against his as she leaned into the kiss. It was amazing, how she could mix her innate sensual nature with a submissiveness that drove his blood faster through his body. He claimed her mouth, deepening the kiss, his tongue parting her lips and wrestling with hers.

As their tongues danced, his hands rubbed her hips, teasing around the waist of her skirt, up her bared midriff, just trailing fingertips along her skin, letting it slowly wake up under his touch.

After long moments kissing, he broke the contact slowly, lessening the kiss as he'd deepened it earlier until he kissed her lips softly before holding her just a bit away.

"Strip for me Yvonne, I want to see you. After you're bared, bring me the darker duffel bag and kneel here beside me. I know we aren't doing much tonight, but a few things will give you more of a taste of what's to come."

"Strip for me Yvonne, I want to see you. After you're bared, bring me the darker duffel bag and kneel here beside me. I know we aren't doing much tonight, but a few things will give you more of a taste of what's to come."

Yvonne's pulse went up a notch at Matt's words. This was it! This was really happening, right now!! Standing she removed her clothing, one piece at a time. She didn't do a strip tease, but she tried to undress in a sensual way, hoping to titillate him. Naked, and somewhat uncomfortable in that state, Yvonne stood before him, and allowed him to look his fill, hoping that he would not be dissappointed with what he saw!

She looked up at him. "I'll get the bag now, okay?" she said, less sure of herself than she had ever been in her life.

Then she went and got the duffle bag, and carried it in, and keeping her back straight, she bent her knees, and knelt beside him, excited, nervous, and filled with anticipation.

The way Yvonne moved was intoxicating. She wasn't dancing, or teasing, but there was such a built in sensuality to her that even this rather simple act fired his blood. She was beautiful too, which didn't hurt.

Her body looked delightful when bared, just as much as when she was clothed. Her hips were curved just enough to be enticing, but also were totally proportional to her smaller frame. Her legs were shapely, and he could almost feel them wrapping around his waist when she moved. The swell of her butt was perfect, round enough for a good spanking and firm enough to grip.

All that, while enticing, was dwarfed, literally, by her breasts. Matt had never tried to figure out their size, but anything less than a double D couldn't have been comfortable supporting them. They sagged just a bit a she removed her top, but nothing more than would be expected. Her nipples were bigger than he'd imagined, puffy, almost begging for the clamps in his bag to bite into their tender flesh.

"You are beautiful Yvonne."

She moved with her back straight, maintaining dignity, but it was her eyes that told the truth. She was excited, eager, but determined not to behave foolishly. That she would think like that, try and behave correctly, it showed just how she thought. It was enticing,exactly the way a submissive should be.

"Thank you Yvonne."

One of his hands caressed her face as he looked through the bag, finding some mild toys for her first time. It didn't take long to find the padded cuffs, as well as something he could hook them through on the bed. He had to be careful this time, nothing too intense, and as keyed up as they both were, restricting her hands might be enough this time.

Might.

He found a few other things just in case the mood carried them, then cupped Yvonne's chin and lifted her up for a kiss.

"Lay down, hands above your head on the bed. You must ask permission to cum tonight Yvonne, understood?"

Yvonne felt so utterly exposed, particulary as Matt was fully clothed to her nakedness. She kissed him back, and then lay on her bed, putting her hands above her head, as he had asked her to.

Already, they had done little, but her body was so excited that she knew it would take little to push her over the edge into orgasm. Matt pulled out the padded cuffs, and secured firstly each cuff around her wrist, and then secured her cuffs to the bed, restraining her hands over her head.

Yvonne was breathing rapidly now! It was happening now, and she was so pleased that it was with her sexy Personal Assistant!!