The Office (Closed)

OOC This is a continuation of The Cruise and deals with the relationship between Yvonne, and Matt, now that their Cruise is at an end, and they find themselves back in the real world.


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They had left the cruise ship, and reluctantly parted, each to their own place, and when she had entered her plush apartment, Yvonne had set aside the mountain of post she had received in the three weeks she had been gone, she had dropped her luggage, with the exception of her wash bag, by the washing machine, and she had run herself a bath, climbed in, and soaked for a few hours, before she crawled into her bed, and slept the rest of that day, and all night long.

She had arranged to meet Matt, the following day, for brunch, and once she had showered, she began putting her clothing through the washing machine, and drinking coffee.

Would everything be the same between them, now that they were back on dry land?? How could it be? And yet, she wanted him like she had never wanted anyone before. That was undeniable. Nor could she deny that he had aroused her, met all her sexual needs, including those she didn't even realise she had, perfectly. How would real life affect them? Would it seem strange, to be back at work, to be Matt's boss, once more, now that she had obeyed him to such a degree?

All these questions and more filled her mind, as she made her way to the deli where they had agreed to meet. She was a little early, as was her habit, and she sat in the booth, suddenly beset by fears that perhaps he might have changed his mind. Perhaps he had decided that their working relationship was too much of a complication for them! Perhaps....... but her thoughts stilled as she glanced once more to the door, and saw him, the sun behind him, as he entered the deli. The sun behind him, shining in her eyes, made it difficult to make out his expression, and her heart beat uncontrollably, anticipation warring with anxiety.

Matt Donoghue heaved a very deep sigh as he pushed in the door to his apartment and returned to his life. It was a sigh filled with first and foremost regret. He really didn't want to be here, the three week cruise had gone far too fast, and now he was stuck back in the reality of life. The old saying "Life's a Bitch" hasn't endured for nothing. Before he started unpacking he had mail to sort through, messages to check, all the mundane things associated with existence. Of course confirming his temporary pessimism was the nature of the mail. Bills, pre-approval for cred cards, nothing at all of interest.

One deep breath later, the pessimism started draining from his body. It wouldn't help him to feel depressed, so he needed to purge it from himself. Tossing out the junk mail helped a great deal. The phone messages were universally uninteresting, with two exceptions. The first one that caught his attention came from Simone, the Domme who had helped train and guide him. She was looking to catch up. Hearing from Simone was always welcome. The second was more predictable, Rachel, the submissive who'd insisted he go on the cruise, wanted to hear details.

Matt made mental notes to return the calls, then unpacked his stuff. The clothes went back easy enough, the toys he wound of double cleaning before replacing them in the trunk he kept them in. Unbidden but perfectly welcome, the memory of each toy as he used it on Yvonne leapt into his mind. The way her body had moved, the sensual sounds, her so natural submission. It was refreshing, to find someone so naturally in tune with him.

Yvonne and he had arranged to meet for brunch at a local deli, to discuss things. She was there before him, something she usually was. Yvonne was very aware of time, always at work first, early to any meeting if at all possible. He smiled, walking to her booth and sitting across from her. He took one of her hands and raised it to his lips for a kiss.

"Hm, you look good Yvonne."

They ordered sandwiches and Matt leaned back a little from the edge of the table.

"So, I looked up company policy on intra-office dating. We do have to disclose to HR that we're seeing each other, but they can't spread it around, and there's no ban on seeing someone you work with. I'd advise we tell everyone, not make it a big deal, but if we try and hide it people will just think it's some kind of scandal. What's on your mind today Yvonne, still nervous about how this will work?"

He reached across with his free hand and loosely grasped hers.

She was relieved when she saw him, when he came and sat by her, softly kissing her. Everything seemed right once more.

"So, I looked up company policy on intra-office dating. We do have to disclose to HR that we're seeing each other, but they can't spread it around, and there's no ban on seeing someone you work with. I'd advise we tell everyone, not make it a big deal, but if we try and hide it people will just think it's some kind of scandal. What's on your mind today Yvonne, still nervous about how this will work?"

His statement evoked many reactions.

Firstly, she had already checked the dating policy herself. She knew it would be okay, and she was reassured that he too had checked it out - it showed he wanted them to continue.

"I dont want to tell HR right away - they'll jump to the conclusion that we met on vacation!" They had, but she didn't relish the idea of that being known by anyone else.

As for the rest of the office - no way was she ready for that.

"I'm not ready to tell the office staff, Matt. I am their boss, I cant be the subject of speculation, tittering giggles everytime I call you into my office!!! That is something I cant cope with at the moment - in time, yes of course, but not yet. I need time to adjust to the idea myself!! I.... I hope you can understand that, Matt"

She wanted to offer something, though, so it didn't seem like she was putting their relationship on the back burner.

"I was wondering......... if perphaps you might like to move in with me.... I dont mean givng up your own place, or anything like that, more like....... well, moving in a portion of your stuff, so you can stay overnight with out having to pack a bag, or anything like that...... what do you think????"

Matt listened patiently as Yvonne explained her position. He didn't have any objection to her line of thought, despite being in charge of their office she would be the one with the greater exposure in this case. The last thing he wanted to do was make her uncomfortable. In most cases she was right, they should keep to discretion. When she mentioned moving some of his stuff over, he brightened a little.

"I would love to do that."

The conversation took a small break as their sandwiches were delivered, then Matt leaned across to her.

"You know I want to keep seeing you Yvonne. I've never connected with anyone like I have with you, and I most certainly do not wish to lose it."

They still had two days before returning to work, so moving stuff around could happen before the world of work once again swallowed them up.

"I would love to have some stuff in your place. Just let me know if I step over a line with this, I know relationships are difficult and I want you to be comfortable."

Yvonne relaxed instantly. She had worried that Matt might be offended that she didn't want to advertise their relationship as yet, but he had been perfectly understanding about it.

She rubbed her bare foot against his leg under cover of the table, to reassure him, and because it felt good.

She was pleased he liked the idea of moving some of his stuff into her place. It was a big step, but one she was more than ready for, and she wanted him to feel at home, when he was at her place.

She grinned at him, before she took a bite of her sandwich, chewing, and swallowing before continuing.

"Dont get too excited!" she teased, "I have no intention of picking up your socks, so dont leave them on the floor! Seriously, though, I want you to feel comfortable when we are at my place, and i cant imagine you over stepping the mark, but I appreciate your candour, and I will tell you it I feel that its moving too quickly. By the same token, you can tell me if you are unhappy with anything. I want us to be open and honest with one another, Matt. I am so looking forward to it!!"

Matt smiled, making no motion to indicate he felt her foot on his leg, but it felt good. He loved Yvonne's spirit, her energy, everything about her. He had images briefly of showing her off, taking her to a club, the feeling of pride he'd get from her being his. Maybe later, that might be a bit too much right now.

"I agree, open and honest. Those are two of the most important aspects of any relationship."

He leaned over, whispering just for her.

"Especially one where I get to tie you up, or spank that pretty little ass of yours."

As he returned to his previous posture he reached down and caught her foot, tickling the sole briefly before releasing the appendage.

"I agree, open and honest. Those are two of the most important aspects of any relationship."

Yvonne nodded her absolute agreement, and then he leaned it, continuing

"Especially one where I get to tie you up, or spank that pretty little ass of yours."

She blushed, and glanced quickly around, wondering if anyone had overheard that. Certainly anyone who looked at her, would know that he had said something improper to her!!

She yelped, and jerked back her foot, as he tickled the sole of her foot.

"Matt!! Stop it!!!" she hissed, afraid they were making a bit of a scene.

Once her foot was back in its shoe, she resumed eating her sandwich, looking at him, her eyes sparkling, enjoying the dynamic they shared.

"Will I help you bring some of your stuff over to my place? I think I'd enjoy seeing your shirts hanging in my wardrobe..... amoung other stuff!!!"

Matt couldn't help the grin at her reaction, but he also noted the undercurrent there. Yvonne was very cautious about her image, how she was perceived, and it wasn't a button he should push lightly. Filing the information away, he resumed eating.

"I would love your help Yvonne. And yes, there will be some "other things" to go with the clothing."

He winked at her and finished eating.

"Would you like to do that now, you could follow me back to my place and we could figure out the best stuff to bring over."

"I think that's a good idea Matt!! We can load up both cars, and then get you settled in!" She thought it would be nice, different to have him there, in effect moving in with her.

The stood, and she insisted on paying for their food, before they left, and she sat into her car, and followed him across town, to his place. She had known generally where he lived, but she was surprised with how nice his place was - not as expensive as hers, but nicely done, and neatly kept.

They spent the afternoon packing up an array of items belonging to Matt, and loading them into the car, and all the time she stared at the black chest at the foot of his bed, wondering if it contained what she thought it did!!

Matt was happy when Yvonne looked around where he lived. He kept it clean, organized, but also livable and welcoming. At least that's how he felt about it. They started going through his clothes, finding an assortment that would cover work clothes, casual, sleeping, and even a few more random ones. Matt also brought toothbrush, his razor, shaving gel, the basics for living.

When they were done with that, Matt noticed that Yvonne was staring rather intently at the trunk at the foot of his bed, and he grinned.

"Something caught your eye?"

He moved over to the trunk and opened it. Inside were a large collection of toys, some vibrators, floggers, crops, canes, and a few things that he was sure Yvonne had never seen before. They were carefully arranged and clearly well cared for, not simply tossed into the trunk when they weren't needed.

"So, which of these should I bring?"

She was impressed. It wasn't the typical batchelor pad, it was welcoming and homely, but neat and well kept.

Finally, most of his stuff was loaded up.


"Something caught your eye?"


Yvonne's eyes widened as she surveyed the contents of the magic box - aparently, what he had brought on the cruise, was but the tip of the iceberg, and she shuddered, with a little fear, and a whole lot of excitement as she persued the many, and varied items.

"So, which of these should I bring?"

Blushing deeply, she stood stock still, her body throbbing as images of what the two of them could do with all those toys, flashed before her mind's eye, and whispered simply

"all of them!"

"All of them Yvonne? Feeling mighty ambitious are we?"

Matt pulled Yvonne to him and kissed her deeply, his tongue probing her mouth. The kiss stretched on for long moments, both just savoring the closeness before it had to break. He broke it slowly, savoring every second their lips were together before he took a small step back.

"Sounds lovely."

They took no time to move his stuff down to the cars, then between the two of them they got the trunk down and into his car. Matt followed Yvonne to her place, and they started moving him in.

All the way back to her place, Yvonne was distracted by the contents of Matt's box of toys, her heart was thundering, and she wanted to leave all his things in the cars, and just go in and play with the toys, but she knew that was neither practical, nor appropriate.

They parked and began to unload boxes and bags, bringing everything inside, and then she made coffee for them, watching Matt put his belongings here and there, making her place into their place.

This was going to be great.

The couple moved most of his stuff into her place together, then Yvonne went to make coffee while Matt put his stuff away. He deliberately kept the toy chest in Yvonne's line of sight, he'd seen how she'd reacted to its contents. When everything else was put away he moved the trunk into the bedroom and placed it in the closet, then came back out to meet Yvonne.

"Can I tell you how excited I am Yvonne?"

He took the cup from her and sipped it for a bit, eyes steadfastly locked with hers. He could see it in her eyes, she was anxious, both good and bad, and it was almost like the chest was calling at them.

Yvonne could not taste the coffee, she found that her attention was on that chest all afternoon, and she could feel it building inside of her. She wanted Matt, and she wanted him now!! But not just him, she wanted him and his box of toys!!

She stared into his eyes, blushing, as she imaged that he might read her mind. Her eyes kept flicking toward the bedroom, excited, anxious, needy.

"Can I tell you how excited I am Yvonne?"


"Sure you can...... but... I think I'd rather tell for myself!!" and with that she closed the space between them, her hand playing with the belt at his waist, before she dipped below it, grasping and squeezing her prize.

Matt was deliberately still as Yvonne closed the gap between them and quickly fumbled at his belt. He let her undo his fly and reach inside his clothes to grasp his member. It took some self control, but Matt wasn't fully erect, but was also clearly aroused.

"And what about you, my naughty little girl, are you excited?"

His motions were slower, more deliberate. He smoothly undid the front of her jeans and slipped his hand inside, under the waist band of her panties, and tickled her outer labia with his fingers.

"Hm, seems my toy box has you all hot and bothered. Do you want me to use some of them on you?"

Yvonne's face heated as she blushed to the roots of her hair!!

"Hm, seems my toy box has you all hot and bothered. Do you want me to use some of them on you?"

"I.....I.... " she trailed off, totally embarrassed. This was ridiculous! After all they had done on the cruise, she was shy with him now???? But somehow, the change in their surroundings, the fact that they were in her apartment, it made it all seem new, different somehow.

Taking a deep breath, she steadied herself.

"Yes....Master" she blushed again at using that word with him, "yes, I do!" And she began to tug him after her, as she pulled him into her, no their, bedroom.

Matt grinned when she called him by his title.

"Good girl Pet. All it takes is honesty."

He let her escort him, his lips still smiling. When they got into the bedroom he paused and gently removed her hand from his erection.

"Strip for me Pet. Show me what's mine."

With his orders given he removed his shirt and let his eyes rove her body. Yvonne was short, but had curves, and deceptively large breasts. He got even more excited as he imagined all the toys he could use on her body, how she would dance and cum for him.

"Strip for me Pet. Show me what's mine."

His words were like a catylist for her arousal, and she shuddered, a little gush of lust dampening her thighs.

Lowering her head, she nodded. "yes master!"

She began putting action to his words and began peeling off her clothing, not in a "strip tease" kind of way, although she would have liked that, but need was riding her hard, so she stripped off quickly and threw her clothing in a heap in the corner, and stood, eager, naked in front of him.

"How do you want me?" she asked, excited, and suddenly nervous.

"How do I want you."

Matt silently mused on the question, his eyes tracing every curve of her body, the smooth skin, her breasts rising and falling with every breath, the nipples already hard. It was enticing, to see her, to know what was going to happen. He stepped to her, hands caressing her hips, up her sides, then over each full breast.

"I want you every way, as often as possible."

The words were a whisper in her ear, his body close to hers as they held the moment. Matt's grip on her tits tightened and he tugged her, using them to guide her onto the bed, spread eagle.

"But this is a good starting point for tonight. Now close your eyes Pet, I want this to be a surprise."

Yvonne's heart was hammering in her chest, her clit pulsed with excitement, and need!!!

She wanted Matt every which way too, and she was taken aback that she desired him to such an extent, she craved his touch, they way he made her feel, they way the joined together!!

She lay back on the bed, and closed her eyes, her breath coming in short pants as she struggled to keep her eyes closed, anticipation fraying her nervesl, as she waited, for his surprise!!

Matt could already see Yvonne's arousal when she displayed herself for him. Her clit was full, her lips glistening, her chest rising and falling faster than normal. She looked so damn good. It took every ounce of his self control not to ravage her then and there. Instead he opened the toy chest and found the lengths of rope.

"Keep your eyes closed now Pet, and be still."

It took no time at all to bind her, he made sure she had a bit of slack but not enough to get free. Then he found the blindfold and let it rob her of her sight.

"There, that's better. Now here are the rules Pet, the first orgasm is yours whenever you want it. The second is mine, and you'll give it to me only when I say you can, understood?"

"Keep your eyes closed now Pet, and be still."

She smiled at him, and complied, and then felt him arrange her body the way he desired it, and then he bound her in place, tying her spread eagled to the bed. She tested her bonds, she had a little movement, but not a lot, and then she felt the fabric over her eyes, knowing that he was blindfolding her. She no longer needed to fight her urge to open her eyes, for even if she did, she could still see nothing.


"The first orgasm is yours whenever you want it. The second is mine, and you'll give it to me only when I say you can, understood?"

Instantly she felt her body react, and knew that she wanted to maximise on that orgasm which her body was already craving. She almost vibrated with excitement, waiting for him to begin.

"Which of those toys are you getting?" she asked him, biting her lower lip.

"Now if I told you that, what would be the point of the blindfold?"

Matt grinned, Yvonne was almost shaking she was so keyed up. He could feel her need coming off her in waves as she lay bound and helpless for him. Normally her first orgasm would be easy to achieve, she was so needy and excited the proper touch would set her off. But Matt had other plans.

It took a moment for him to find the toy he was seeking, it wasn't used often and was securely stored under a few other things. When he finally had it, he grinned. He'd bought it on a whim a few years ago and hadn't had much opportunity to use it in the interim, but it had absolutely driven insane the few subs he'd used it on.

"Remember the first one is all yours."

The next touch on her skin was tiny pin pricks. The toy Matt had found was a Wartenberg Wheel, and he rolled it over the skin of her thighs, near her outer labia, up her taut tummy, the underside of her breasts, letting the pins torment her skin as it journeyed over her perfect body.

Yvonne couldn't say what she had been expecting - just that this was not it!!! She could not even imagine the implement which was inflicting this on her!!

Tiny pricks assaulted her skin, like the pricking of a needle, a tiny pinch and then gone only to be replaced by the next one. One after another after another, her skin tortured, and yet it was not altogether unpleasant.

Like paddling, the initial pain transmuted into something more subtle, and much more pleasant, as her skin burned in the wheel's wake, alive with sensation.

She weighed in her bonds, straining for something, although shemcould not say what. She did not feel heightened arousal, not in the typical sense, and yet.... Something was certainly happening! She both wanted to wheel, and wished to avoid it, at the same time, and no other implement had effected her so.

She began to beg and plead- but for what?? "Matt! Oh Christ, Matt!! Stop! No, no don't stop!! Oh! Matt, please..... Please!!"