Latent Pleasures

OOC: This will be a closed thread until all existing parts are posted.

Introducing Marcus......The Boss and Norma ........his P.A.

One: Marcus……Dreamweaver32

I love this time of the day, driving in to work early, to put the finishing touches to my latest office-cleaning contract with one of the biggest firms in the area. There is hardly any traffic on the road, the sun rising to herald the dawn of yet another perfect day. “Oh! I wonder what Norma is doing in so early?” I ask myself, as I spot her car parked in its usual space. Maybe she had work to do too and wanted to make a head start before the constant interruptions make it more difficult to concentrate. She has become one of the most efficient P.A.s I have ever had working for me. Umm and the sexiest!! I chuckle to myself, how I would love to have an affair with her, but, she seemed so inapproachable and strictly businesslike. Best thing too probably!

As I have decided to get some exercise and walk up the stairs, she did not hear me approaching her office, the door is open slightly and I can see her staring into the computer screen, oblivious to everything around her. It appeared that she was reading a letter from someone, but her face looked flushed and I swear that her hand was busy between her legs! My God, she was playing with herself, with her hand up her skirt and obviously, rubbing her fanny. I backed away for a moment, while I wonder how I can use this knowledge to my advantage. Ok, she was using the internet for personal use while, no doubt, claiming overtime on her work sheet and making a wanton display of herself in front of the Boss, me!

“Norma!” I called out, walking into the office, “what is going on here?”

Hurriedly she tried to turn off the computer, rearrange her skirt and tried to appear her usual calm, efficient self. Unfortunately for her, she got into a hopeless muddle and none of these things got done.

“Come to my office after work today, Norma, I think we need to talk!” I said in a serious sort of tone, which made her very nervous.

“Yes boss” she replied, blushing furiously at having been discovered so easily. Smiling with unease, I guess that her output of work today will be a bit hampered, wondering what I have in store for her later that day.

The day passes agonisingly slowly, and I was right; she could not concentrate on the simplest of the tasks that I had set. As for me, well, I am really looking forward to seeing how far she will go to keep her position within the company. When everyone else has left the building, leaving the two of us here, she plucked up the courage to knock on my door.

“Come in Norma” I said, knowing that it is was she. I left her standing in front of my desk for a while, pretending to be engrossed in some paperwork, making her feel even more apprehensive than she was already.

“So! What was that display this morning all about, what possessed you to be masturbating Norma?” I asked, gruffly.

She looked down, unable to look me in the eyes, “I am sorry boss, it will never happen again,” she said in a timid voice, head down.

“Norma, please explain to me why I shouldn’t give you your notice now! You have let me and the office down, I am shocked at you!” Realising that I am close to having a real hold over her, I begin to feel excited. She remained standing meekly in front of my desk.

“Norma, do you want to keep this job?”

“Yes boss, I do.”

“How much Norma?”

“I will do anything; I need this job” she replied, quietly.

“Anything Norma?” I say menacingly, getting more excited at having her in my control.

“Yes boss, anything!” From that moment on, her fate was sealed! She was mine!

I walked around the desk and stood behind her, “Sit in that chair over there and show me what you were doing when I caught you this morning Norma!” She turned to me and looked at me horrified.

“I couldn’t do that boss!” she replied, “I would be too embarrassed.”

“Ah! So you would rather be dismissed and the reasons become public knowledge?” Hearing this she began to blush deeply.

“No boss! You wouldn’t!” but the look upon my face said otherwise. Slowly she made her way to the chair, sat and inched up her skirt to the waist, showing off those sexy legs that I have admired for so long. She began to rub herself over the tights and panties.

“Norma, remove them please!” You can see that I won’t be swayed,” and so slowly she tugged them down over her hips, gradually exposing her pussy to my lustful gaze. When she was naked from the waist down, she clamped her legs together and rubbed gently at her hairy mound.

“No Norma, legs apart, over the chair arms, I want to see you, smell you, and watch you as your fingers make yourself wet!” Again she looked horrified, but reluctantly obeyed me. As her legs swung over the arms of the chair, her pussy lips opened, exposing her most intimate and private places. God, I could have taken her there and then!

Slowly her fingers slipped between those outer lips, probing deeper, she was starting to become aroused. She rubbed her clit, and that hard little bud betrayed her body’s needs and desires, her eyes closed, as those fingers worked their magic on her pussy. I approached and stood closer to her; I undone my zip and pulled out my engorged cock.

“Norma, I want you to take me in your mouth!” Blushing furiously, she slowly opened her mouth, staring at my rigid member, twitching with eagerness to get down her throat. A drop of pre-cum lands on her tongue and she pulled back quickly. “Norma if we are going to do this, then we will do it correctly” I said, pulling her head harshly forward onto my cock.

As I slid into her reluctant mouth, I glanced down to see fingers still working on her glistening pussy lips, her clit now proudly free of its protective hood. Still holding onto her head, I begin to move backwards and forwards, going deeper on every forward thrust, until I am hitting the back of her throat. Not being accustomed to this rough treatment, she began to gag and not wishing to inflict too much suffering, just yet, I withdrew to a comfortable depth and let her suck me gently; as no doubt, she did with her husband. And whilst enjoying her sweet mouth around my cock, I could not contain myself and so let my hands delve into her blouse, lifting her bra to expose those small, yet hard breasts, capped by very stiff brown nipples. I took each one between my thumbs and forefingers and rolled them gently, slowly increasing the pressure, until I could sense her getting uncomfortable.

“Do not be tempted to bite me Norma! Or it will be all the worse for you!” As I said this, I clamped down hard, fingers like small vices, pinching those tender nipples harshly. This evokes a sharp cry, muffled by my cock; and that is enough to send me over the top. My balls release my red-hot spunk, hitting the back of her throat; there was no option but to swallow my offering. I watched her soft belly quivering and could hear those fingers, lewdly plunging in and out of her hot, wet pussy, as her climax began to overtake her.

“You do realise Norma that nothing will be the same again? You are now mine; and everything I demand, you will obey! This will start with morning inspection. From now on your pussy will be shaved completely; you will never wear underwear, apart from stockings and garter belts, you will wear your skirts shorter and always be in high heels. You will report here, every morning, half an hour before work; and from now on, it is “Sir”, not boss. Is that understood Norma?” I told her, expecting some sort of negative reaction.

“Y..Ye.. Yes Sir” She replied, meekly.

“Do not look so worried Norma, It will be fun; and I am sure you will begin to appreciate it as much as I, given time.”

It was then that I realised that Norma had probably harboured notions of being my sub for quite some time, so who was I to disappoint her?

TWO: Norma.

When I first spoke to Danny on the phone a few weeks ago I knew there and then, that first time that I had to meet the man who had such a sexy deep voice. We began to chat not only for business, but also occasionally for pleasure. Eventually we met one evening in one of the wine bars in town and I was not disappointed in what I saw. He was more handsome than I ever could imagine. And everything went smoothly from then on. It would be safe to say we had a fantastic relationship, but only as good friends. Danny was unfortunately an abstainer from sexual intercourse and eventually what I wanted to really share with him was not possible.

He was a man who taught me how to masturbate in its many varied ways. Together we would indulge in oral sex whenever we could and then he introduced me to phonesex and cybersex on the internet, even though we only lived a few miles apart. I was becoming obsessed by masturbation sex and in a way, I was so pleased, because I discovered that I could experience orgasms that seemed more intense than I had ever experienced before.

That morning I started work early so that I could open a special mail that Danny had sent me. He told me to save it until I was alone and quiet, and I thought that there was no better opportunity than as soon as I arrived before everyone else.

I read his mail and he was such a beautiful and sensual writer. He described to me in words a very erotic encounter and almost immediately I was getting quite aroused. The intention of his mail was taking effect rapidly as I pushed my fingers into myself and began to imagine him making love to me in a way that I could only dream about. His short story seemed to come so much alive in my mind.

“Norma! What is going on here?” Marcus walked into the office and broke the wonderful sensations that I felt running through my spine. I quickly stopped what I was doing and pretended to arrange some documents on the desk and re-arrange myself into a more presentable position. He looked over my shoulder and I turned off the screen before he noticed it. “Come to my office after work today, Norma, I think we need to talk!”

I think he may have seen everything. I was feeling very nervous and began to wonder if my job was safe. Marcus was such a good employer but also very demanding and by the way he spoke I could sense there was anger in his voice. I needed to keep that job, not only because I liked it, but also because I needed the pay to help me clear off my huge debt that I had accumulated over the past two years, buying my car and having my house partly re-built due to subsidence.

Marcus told me what important documents needed processing and I tried so hard to look as if I was calm and listening. But his voice scared me a little and I was thinking about what would happen if I were fired.

Later that day I took myself to his office, tapped on the door and waited for him to call me in. “Come in Norma” he commanded in that very strict manner he always seemed to have and I stood trying again to look calm before him as he sat at his desk, searching through a pile of orders that I had processed earlier. And then he asked me something I never thought that he would be so forward in asking so bluntly. “So! What was that display this morning all about, what possessed you to be masturbating Norma?” My bottom lip dropped as I heard those words being uttered from him and I felt ashamed.

“I’m sorry boss, it won’t happen again.” I replied. He looked up at me, reminding me of the time I was before my old school headmaster, looking over his spectacles at me as if I was really in serious trouble.

“Norma, please explain to me why I shouldn’t give you your notice now! You have let me and the office down, I am shocked at you!” he began to explain. I instantly thought that his comment was a little bit harsh in its content. I did my very best as usual and the only thing I could see that I had done so wrong was simply get caught masturbating using the firm’s computer and perhaps a little overtime, which I was prepared to loose at least. And then we began to discuss the prospect of keeping my job, and I told him I would do anything to remain in his employment, anything.

Marcus stood up and walked from behind his desk, motioning me with his finger to sit in the chair. I felt him standing behind me with his hand resting on the back and he leaned forwards over my shoulder. “Show me what you were doing when I caught you this morning Norma,” he said. I thought about it for a brief moment and wondered. Surely he didn’t want me to show him?

“I couldn’t do that! It would be so embarrassing.” He had to be joking with me. He just had to be! But then I discovered that he meant it. He started to threaten me with telling everyone and also declaring the prospect of me being fired. “No boss! You wouldn’t!” I begged him not to do this to me and then he told me to sit in the other chair across the room. It was a black leather easy chair and obviously I could see that he meant everything he said as I sat watching him tower over me, looking down at me. I was now really very nervous, thinking about what was going to happen next. There was no way that I was willing to do what he wanted so readily. He was a stranger to me, and I did not even know this man that well. But then I did not wish to be jobless either. And I looked up at him, pulling up my skirt slowly and tried to show him what I was doing earlier that morning without removing my underwear. “Norma, remove them please!” You can see that I won’t be swayed,” he demanded. I was now; confronted with the worst I thought could happen.

I slowly eased down my panties and clenched my thighs, continuing to simulate masturbation as I ran my fingers over my pubic mound, keeping clear of my vagina. “No Norma, legs apart, over the chair arms, I want to see you, smell you, and watch you as your fingers make yourself wet!” he continued to demand, and I could now sense a kind of softness in his voice as I watched him gazing down at me. At that moment I realised that he wanted me to show him everything. And I could feel myself getting more and more anxious as I slipped the panties over my ankles, settled back into the chair and placed each leg over the arms of the chair.

I noticed him breathing in deeply, taking in my scent and I looked back at him as I slowly began to touch myself. Feeling my moist lips on my fingers I pushed them in and then out, spreading both my petals apart each time. Suddenly I felt aroused, as Marcus was not a man you would have second thoughts about. His facial expression shown me that he was enjoying what I was doing so much and so I continued, going further and further, touching my bud and stroking it as if I was doing it because I wanted to. And yes, I really did want it now as those feelings began to take over me there and then, consuming my sensorium and making me cum for him.

Suddenly as I began to quietly feel my orgasm peak, I opened my eyes and noticed him holding his manhood. It was so hard and so wide as he slowly stroked it with his fingers, pulling back his foreskin and exposing his bulbous glans. His frenum was so defined and so irresistible. “Norma, I want you to take me in your mouth!” he said. I was still pushing my clit, still riding my orgasmic wave as he came forward and positioned his cock against my mouth. I licked it and tasted the salty tang of precum before taking his length gently deeper.

But then he held my head and began to thrust himself even further than I could manage and I then realised that this man Marcus was into domination. Danny had shown me videos of this kind of thing and I hoped at that moment in time that his intentions were not as extreme as some of those images. And then he allowed me to control things at my own pace, and I felt relieved for that as I played along with what had now become our game.

As I continued to suck him, he began to run his hand into my blouse, easing my breasts free of my bra and then tweaked my nipples, each one in turn. His fingers pulled and gripped so tightly that the sensation was painfully pleasing. Something I often did to myself when I was alone to masturbate freely in private. “Do not be tempted to bite me Norma! Or it will be all the worse for you!” he murmered, as I looked up at him, grimacing, as if holding back against my ministrations to make him cum for me. My second orgasmic wave was now peaking and I wanted this to be something we could both share together and as I thought about it, I felt his cock twinge and release its first shot to the back of my throat.

He began to shout out as he came with such vigour, and my fingers moved even more rapidly making me gasp and swallow his charge with an equal vivacity. There was so much of it! I lost track of how many times he shot his hot cum into my throat and so I just savoured its smoothness as I consumed his every drop.

He pulled back as my juices left their mark on the chair. I licked and wiped my lips and watched him lean against the desk as I recovered my own normality and then realised even more so now that he liked to play these games with any willing female member of staff he thought he could control. I began to wonder if I was the only one. Or had the others been forced to play his game, as I was that afternoon?

“You do realise Norma that nothing will be the same again?” he said, recovering his breath. “You are now mine; and everything I demand, you will obey! This will start with morning inspection. From now on your pussy will be shaved completely; you will never wear underwear, apart from stockings and garter belts, you will wear your skirts shorter and always be in high heels.” I stood and felt myself needing a tissue, which I pulled from the box on the desk beside him. “You will report here, every morning, half an hour before work; and from now on, it is Sir, not boss. Is that understood Norma?”

“Ye…yes, Sir.” I replied, dropping the used tissue in the waste bin. I began to play along with his kinky game, now finding it very intriguing indeed. And I began to wonder what exactly “morning inspection” consisted of? “Do not look so worried Norma, It will be fun; and I am sure you will begin to appreciate it as much as I, given time,” he told me.

As I replaced my panties and straightened my stockings I looked at him. It was now harder for me to pretend to be shocked and abused by what had happened. I opened the door, sucked my teeth and turned to him as I was leaving. He looked back, asserting his dominant attitude, and so I sent him a sexy wink and a smile in return before leaving, letting him know that I accepted his game a little more than I did at the beginning.

Three: Marcus. ……Dreamweaver32

Casting my mind back over the events of the day, while driving home, I could hardly believe my luck. Norma, caught in a compromising position, had in effect, agreed to comply with my every pent up desires. Or, had she? Tomorrow will tell, I suppose. Cheered by this thought, I stopped off at the Sex Shop and made a few purchases, if we were going to do this, then we better do it right!! I had often fantasised about having a woman under my total control, but had never done anything about it before now.

The day dawned, on yet another perfect day, this and the possible events still to unfold, made the drive to work far more enjoyable than normal. I wondered how Norma was feeling on this fine morning, would she comply with my demands. These thoughts created a stirring in my groin, seldom felt at this time of the day, but, if things worked out as I had planned, then release would come soon enough!

I saw her car already in its parking slot, so at least she was there. I took the stairs to my office again and looked into her office as I went past,

“Ah! Norma, you are nice and early, are you ready for my inspection?” I asked her, gruffly. She was staring into space when I entered her office, no doubt wondering what today would bring, mixed emotions showed across her pretty face, anxiety, fear, trepidation,

“Yes, Marcus, I am ready” she said, rather quietly.

“Then let us retire to my office!”

I placed my chair in the centre of the room and sat down, “Now Norma, stand in front of me, hands by your sides and legs slightly apart.” Hesitantly she carries out this command, her fists clenching and unclenching,

“Relax Norma, none of this will hurt, if you have done everything I asked!” I added menacingly. I could see from the look in her eyes, that there would be something not quite right. I looked forward to discovering just what it was that she had trouble doing for me. Slowly I got up from the chair and walked around her, as I got directly behind, I reached round, with both hands and cupped her firm breasts in my palms, squeezing them gently, at first, hefting their unfettered weight,

“Good Norma, no bra!” I felt her nipples becoming erect through the flimsy material of the blouse. I gave them a pinch, just to let her know that I was in charge and they got harder, bullet like; and were quite visible pressing against her blouse. My hands dropped to her waist,

“Lift your skirt Norma, and hold it around your hips!” As this sunk in, I could see the blush begin to spread across her face and neck, but slowly she did as I asked. The reason for her nervousness, rapidly became clear, as inch by inch her rising skirt revealed, yes, stockings and suspenders, but, also panties!

“What part of ‘no underwear’ did you not understand Norma, was it too much to ask?” I said quietly. “Is there anything else you failed to do? Remove those panties immediately!” This said in a louder tone, she quickly grasped the waistband and lowered them to her knees, blushing even more, if that is possible!

“Completely! And the skirt and blouse, if you will Norma?” Afraid to anger me any more and unsure of what is to happen next, she hurriedly complied.

“Now sit in the chair, legs over the arms, I need to check out how well you have shaved that sweet pussy” Her blushes were a sight to behold, but, I also noticed a quickness of her breathing that wasn’t there before we started this little game. She sat down and raised her legs, spreading them for me, her pussy flowering open and the inner lips shone pinkly, moisture already gathering. Once she was in this position, she reached down with her fingers, as if to play with herself.

“Stop! Right now,” I said harshly. “I did not tell you to play with yourself. Place your hands on your knees and keep them there until I say otherwise!” Standing in front of the chair, I reached down and placed my hands on the inside of her thighs, stroking them gently, gradually making my way up to her freshly shaved pubic area, but not touching her aroused pussy. Norma’s nipples were jutting out proudly, fully erect and seeking attention, her stomach was fluttering in anticipation of, what surely, would come next. I grasped her labia between my thumbs and fingers and pulled them apart, exposing her completely to my lustful gaze. ‘Ummmmm! I must taste it!’ I thought, so I sank to my knees and pressed my face to her groin, inhaling the essence of her arousal and slowly I let my tongue run the length of that very damp slit. Smooth as a baby’s bottom, she had at least done this part well. I continued with this oral ministration, feeling her get more and more tense, aching for release. Having drunk my fill of her nectar, I rose up and said, “Well Norma, I do believe we have work to do! We will continue this after hours tonight, back here in my office. For your punishment also!” She could not believe that I would stop so suddenly, she was craving her release, but hearing the word ‘punishment’ brings her back down to earth again.

“Dress Norma, but leave the panties, you will have no need for them in the future, I will expect you back here when the others have left, understood? Oh! And one more thing, it is Sir, in this office, not Marcus!” Awkwardly she gets dressed, aware of me watching her every movement,

“Yes Sir!” she answers, a tingling going through her excited nervous system. ‘Is this really happening? Why do I not refuse? Do I really like this role?’ These questions will torment her all day, at the same time, giving her a flush of forbidden pleasure.

The day dragged by so slowly and she couldn’t help blush every time a cool draft of air caressed her naked fanny, reminding her that her panties were in my office. She was convinced that a couple of the younger men in the office were giving her more attention than was usual. Could that be, because her nipples were so obviously erect, straining against her blouse? She was in a constant state of arousal, as the material of her blouse chaffed them slightly. She caught herself squeezing her thighs together, compressing her pussy, so glad that she had chosen a dark skirt as her juices had leaked out, on more than one occasion, which had required her to make a swift dash to the restroom, to clean up. She could not understand what was happening to her, she had never felt like this before. Yes, she had fantasised about making love with me, but not being so totally in my control, a feeling she was finding less repulsive as the day went by.

Gradually the normal hubbub of office life diminished, as one by one and in small groups, the staff went home to their families and loved ones, nobody aware of our dark secret, about to unfold in my office. She stands outside, stomach full of butterflies, plucking up the courage to knock on the door,

“Come in Norma,” I call out through the door, “Don’t be shy! You weren’t yesterday!” She heard me chuckle. Hesitantly she stood before the desk, automatically adopting the position from this morning, eyes cast down.

“That’s good my Dear, I like that.” Walking behind her, I reached down and placed my hand between her legs, stroking the silk clad smoothness, slowly rising above the tops of her stockings onto her hot, naked flesh. My fingers finally made contact with her hairless pussy, marvelling at the softness and wetness, encountered there,

“My, my, Norma, your fanny has been working overtime.” I said removing my fingers and licking them, “It is time Norma; remove all of your clothes, except for the stockings and suspender belt of course.” I watched avidly as she hurried to do my bidding, slowly exposing her naked body to me, something, only her assumed lover had ever seen before. This was getting me so aroused, so, once she was stripped, I told her to undress me too. As she stood before me, divesting me of my clothing, I reached out and played with her hardening nipples, teasing them into erection. I rolled them between my fingers and thumbs, causing her to gasp and try and pull back, but my grip was too tight. Eventually, when she had me as naked as her, I told her to fetch the 2 feet long plastic desk ruler and bring it over to the couch. Her eyes grew large, as she realised, just what I had in mind,

“Marcus, please, not that!” she said, with a tremor in her voice. At this use of my name, I pinched down tighter on her sensitive nipples, “Ohhhh! Sorry Sir!!” she said, as the realisation hits home.

“That’s better Norma, now, do it!” I sat on the couch watching as her pretty ass jiggled across the room, making my cock twitch in anticipation. On her return, she handed me the ruler, staring at it fearfully,

“Across my lap Norma, you must pay for your recent indiscretions!” Knowing resistance was futile, she lay across my hard thighs; feeling my hard, erect cock, poking her stomach. With one hand, I gently stroked her quivering buttocks, allowing one finger to tease her anal ring, feeling her tense up at this lewd intrusion. THWACK!! I suddenly bring the ruler down across her buttocks. She wriggled madly, trying to ease the stinging blow, but this just got me more excited. THWACK!! Again and again, I administer the ruler to her glowing orbs, but, I had not been vicious and there will be no permanent marks, just a healthy glow for an hour or two. Having given her, what I considered to be enough for tonight, I dropped the ruler and continued to stroke her red hot, silky cheeks. Bending forward, I kissed them, running my tongue, around and around. Slipping a finger into her lava hot, pussy, I could feel by the wetness that her body had not objected to this treatment, even if her conscious mind had. I took her head gently between my hands and lowered her to the floor, placing her mouth directly onto my throbbing manhood. Her tongue flicked out and licked the eyelet, tasting my clear precum; my hands were kneading her shoulders, easing away the tension from her punishment.

There could be only one conclusion to this evening and she did not disappoint me. Having sucked me as hard as I would ever get, she sat astride me, looking into my eyes, as she lowered her twitching pussy around my cock, until I was buried to the hilt. Her hot cheeks were against my balls. She rode me, her pent up emotions in turmoil, she craved a climax and knew that I was willing to oblige. We could not hold out for very long and I could feel her pussy clamping me tighter, my cock head expanding as…Ahh! I released a flood of hot sperm against her womb.

“Yesss!! Marcus” she cried out, as her juices soaked us both. I allowed this indiscretion to pass, as, quite honestly, I hardly noticed it, lost in her fiery depths as I was. She collapsed against my hard chest, heaving with spent passion and I kissed her gently,

“That was wonderful Norma, and; babe this is, going to be fun!”

Four: Norma.

I never mentioned to Danny what happened at work with Marcus. It was very difficult trying to act as normal as possible in his company, but I managed to do it, despite the thoughts going through my head of that days events and what was possibly going to happen in the morning. This game was new to me. I had heard of domination games before, and now I was actually experiencing one with Marcus, and also finding myself enjoying it so much. And as long as I was paid to do my job and play this kinky game, I was reasonably happy to do it.

I dressed according to instructions that following morning with the exception of wearing panties, defying his instructions. This was one item of clothing I had to have no matter what, to feel as if I was securely dressed for the outside world. Without panties, I was just being a slut and that was not I, and never would be. Afterall, this was a game and I suppose it was meant to be fun. Marcus surely would never take this far too seriously, or would he?

Having arrived and on entering the building I noticed that I had suddenly attracted a great deal of attention from people. The way I dressed was certainly different and I was beginning to feel a little conscious about my appearance, so much so I almost ran to my office to hide from everyones gaze. Suddenly I began to have doubts about this thing and my confidence was back to almost zero as Marcus arrived soon after.

“Ah! Norma, you are nice and early, are you ready for my inspection?” His voice seemed distant as I started to run the many possible directions this game could go through my mind. Can domination really get out of control? I thought to myself. And was this really fair on Danny?

“Yes, I’m ready.” I told him. Then I followed him like a naughty schoolgirl down the corridor to his office, staying close behind him and hoping that not too many people watching had noticed what was going on. What could I tell them if they asked later? Would they ask anyway and did they really care?

Once inside his office, Marcus took a chair and placed it in the centre of the room, looking at me with that strict expression on his face. He sat down and ordered me to stand before him with my legs slightly apart and my arms at my sides. Yesterday, at the end, I would have probably enjoyed this, having seen the intentions of what he was doing and having been quite satisfied myself at the time. But this was a new day and a new start to events and the word ‘inspection’ seemed even more frightening for some reason. Suddenly I was anticipating things like an idiot as if I had not gone through all of those possibilities and doubts earlier.

“Relax Norma, none of this will hurt, if you have done everything I asked,” he said. Then I realised I was still wearing panties and this game suddenly for one moment gave me a sense of fear for breaking ‘his’ rules. Then he stood and looked at me as I tried to look away, watching his expression from the corner of my eye. He then stood behind me and took hold of my breasts, kneading them and feeling them through my blouse and commented on how good I was because I wore no bra. Then he pinched my nipples tightly, almost hurting me. “Lift your skirt Norma, and hold it around your hips,” he commanded, letting go of my breasts eventually. I did as he wanted and as I raised the short skirt to my waist I closed my eyes waiting for his comment to appear, as I knew he would as soon as he saw those panties.

“What part of ‘no underwear’ did you not understand Norma, was it too much to ask?” I could feel his breath on the side of my face as he leaned in to utter those words. “Is there anything else you failed to do? Remove those panties immediately!” I quickly pulled them to my knees. “Take them off completely! And the skirt and blouse, if you will Norma?” His voice had anger in it and so I just quickly began to take off everything. “Not the suspender belt and stockings. Please leave them on if you will and sit in the chair, legs over the arms, I need to check out how well you have shaved that sweet pussy”

I dropped my skirt, panties and blouse on the floor and sat back into the chair, placing my legs over each arm and allowing him to see my shaved mons. I probably over-estimated his intentions at that point and began to pull apart my lips, touching myself as I thought he wanted me to. “Stop! Right now,” he yelled. “I did not tell you to play with yourself. Place your hands on your knees and keep them there until I say otherwise!” I quickly removed my hands and rested them on my knees, watching his expression very carefully. I was in a vulnerable position and if anything were going to go dangerously out of control, then that surely would be the time I had to scream for help. But I kept my cool and noticed him staring, admiring my natural femininity as he dropped to his knees and came closer, feeling my thighs gently.

He was pleased with what I had done and muttered something about how good it looked and then he began to lick and suck on my petals. I could feel his tongue, his breath, and at that point I began to enjoy his tenderness, just as I did yesterday. It felt so good and that feeling seemed to over-power the domination aspect of the whole thing once again. I was enjoying it! Then I felt him pull away from me quickly.

“Well Norma, I do believe we have work to do! We will continue this after hours tonight, back here in my office. We have to deal with your punishment don’t forget.” I opened my eyes and looked up at him. I was disappointed and wanted him to continue, then that dreaded word ‘punishment’ just made my disappointment turn into complete anxiety. What kind of punishment did he have in mind? And after stopping dead in the middle of what he had been doing was just too much for me to take in at once. That in itself was enough to be a punishment, surely? But I remained calm and thought about ‘the game’, his game and realised that I had accepted to be his toy in all of this. I needed to keep my job, no matter what.

Later that day I returned as requested to his office. And during that day I realised how uncomfortable it can be working with people when you are ‘half-dressed’ as it were. Always conscious of sitting, kneeling and bending in the shortest skirt I had and without panties to boot. That was not the kind of style I was used to. I must have looked like a real slut. I certainly felt like one.

Marcus invited me in as expected. I stood, as he liked me to stand, submissive and waiting. “Don’t be shy! You weren’t yesterday,” he said. I heard him chuckle and then he looked up at me smiling from his desk. I stared at him for a while, wondering whether or not to smile back, but I didn’t. I watched him stand and walk around to the back of me where I felt his hand slide along my leg and then upwards even further until he touched my private, hooking his finger between my lips and then pushing it in and out several times.

“My, my, Norma, your fanny has been working overtime,” he said. No mincing with words this Marcus, straight to the point I thought. I just hoped that he was going to be gentle and did nothing really cruel as his idea of punishment. “It is time Norma; remove all of your clothes, except for the stockings and suspender belt of course.” And so one by one I slowly unbuttoned the blouse and felt him reaching from behind to touch and play with my breasts, concentrating on my nipples, which seemed to fascinate him the most in all of this.

I considered myself rather small, but I had noticed in all my past boyfriends, including Danny and now Marcus, each one seemed to find my nipples pleasing to touch. And if only they knew how really pleasing it was having them gently played with for me personally. To me in private, my nipples were a source of inducing an orgasm without contact with my genitals. They were in every sense, my most erogenous part, second to my clitoris and g-spot. So sensitive, that touching them and hurting them in the wrong way did no favours for me whatsoever.

After removing my skirt, leaving me naked once again, apart from stockings and suspender belt, he asked me to remove all of his clothes. A request I did not expect as he obviously let his domination slip and gave me a lead to actually do something to him. But I soon realised that he dictated the way in which I stripped him, pulling and tweaking my nipples hard if he disagreed with my order of play.

He held me by the arm and then looked at me, turning my head towards the desk. “See that ruler? I want you to pick it up Norma and bring it to me.” I instantly knew that such things could be used to hurt. Like we did at school, probing and whacking each other in those silly arguments. An effective way of inducing pain.

“No Marcus, you must be joking, not that.” I replied and then realised I had used his name instead of ‘sir’. His eyes widenened and I corrected myself, “Oh. I’m sorry…I mean Sir!” He smiled and told me I was good, ordering me to pick up the ruler as he took himself to the couch.

“Come on! Bring it here!” he demanded. I walked back to him and handed it over. He started to flex it, then ran his fingers along it looking up at me. “This is your punishment Norma. Get across my lap while I administer it. Quickly now!” Suddenly the game was becoming physical and one level higher than just domination I thought. He was intending to hit me with that ruler and possibly mark or injure my body. I would never let any man go that far, ever, that was until that moment. I had reached a stage of the game, which made me think seriously about going on. But, I accepted the punishment. I don’t know why I did…I just did.

I lay across his lap, feeling his erection pressing into my navel and closed my eyes tight. The first whack stung like I was plunged into a bath of boiling water. The next strikes seemed less intense; one painful sensation followed another, combining into one. His fingers probed both my private domains, and yet all I could feel was that numbing pain across my buttocks.

He ordered me to get up from across his lap and kneel between his legs as he ran his hands across my shoulders and through my hair. “Yes Norma, relax. Its over…your punishment is over now,” he said. Such a sharp contrast from giving pain to showing such tenderness, that it made me feel emotional as my eyes began to fill with tears.

I returned the tenderness and hid my tears by gently sucking and licking his proud manhood. Knowing that it was hard for me made it better and afterall, Marcus was a beautiful man in every sense, with everything so physical about him that any woman would desire of a man. His only failure, if indeed it was a failure, was to play cruel as part of his lovemaking. I wished that this game could have been so different, but then to me all of this was so new and I was discovering things I only knew existed. Now domination had made its mark, with feelings only imagined until yesterday.

I watched him enjoying what I did to him and realised that he was like all men, being taken to that point of ecstasy where no matter how dominant they believed themselves to be, I could atleast take some control and allow my desires their moment in all of this. And so I closed his thighs and straddled him, easing his hardness into me, deep and so full inside. I slowly began to ride him, holding his intense pleasure as part of mine and…

Eventually he came. He looked up at me saying, “That was so wonderful Norma, and; babe this is, going to be fun!” I took his face in my hands and smiled at him, then kissed him gently on the lips allowing the kiss to grow more and more passionate between us.

Five: Marcus. ……Dreamweaver32

Glowing, from the aftermath of our joint climaxes, we left the building together and proceeded to our own cars, but not before I gave Norma a reminder to be in my office for 8.30, for morning inspection. She glanced at me with slight apprehension across her sweet face.

“Do not look so worried Norma, if you pass inspection, there will be no more pain, just pleasure!” I took her face between my hands and kissed her gently and left. She stared after me for a moment longer, before getting into her car and heading home to her boyfriend. I wonder how she will explain the red glow from her cheeks, or if he will even get to see them tonight? She did look pretty satisfied after cumming with me just now.

During the drive home, I reflected back over the day’s events. How a shy, reserved person, like herself, submitted to me, sat in the office with no underwear on, for all to see and finally, the scene in my office that night! Wow! This is moving along faster than I could ever have hoped and our final kiss was more like two lovers, than as dom and sub. Well, tomorrow was another day and I am looking forward to it immensely. I could see that Norma wasn’t totally comfortable with being submissive, not consciously anyway, but somewhere in the recesses of her mind, maybe she had longed to just give over control to someone else for a change and not have to make the decisions. A release from, what is after all, a high-powered job for one so young? I think, that she was very well aware that I would not inflict any real pain or humiliation to her and has entered into this relationship as intended. It is for fun and to discover different aspects of our sexuality.

I prepared myself a meal, poured an ice-cold beer and sat back and surfed a few BDSM sites on the internet. Looking for inspiration? I didn’t need it; I have enough in the shape of Norma! Compliant, sexy, ready to do my bidding! I felt myself getting hard at the thought of her; her buttocks striped by my ruler, her shaven cunt, moist, hot, and open for me! I resisted the urge to pleasure myself; she will do that for me tomorrow.

After a wonderful night’s sleep, I awoke, fully refreshed and ready to face the day ahead. Morning rituals complete, shower, shave, breakfast, I jumped into my car and headed for the office. Again, I saw her car was there before me. Eager or anxious? We shall soon see? There was only the two of us in, at this early time of the day, so we could have at least half an hour for ‘inspection.’

As I passed her door, I called out, “Good Morning Norma! Time for our little get together” I laughed as I said this and she looked up, startled, as she hadn’t heard me come in. She was dressed in a short black skirt, black stocking, I hoped for her sake and with black high heels and a white, loose blouse. The beginnings of a blush just finished the picture nicely. She followed me slowly, which gave me time to open up and get settled in my chair, which was still in the middle of the room from the night before.

“You know the position!” I said rather abruptly. As she hastened to obey, I saw her breasts jiggle provocatively, nipples hardening against the material of her blouse; she stood there with her arms by her side, legs slightly apart, waiting for me. I stood in front of her and slowly began to unbutton her blouse, opening it up as I went. Gradually her smallish, bra-less tits came into view, brown nipples hard, proud and erect. Oh how I loved their size and shape. I peeled the blouse away from her shoulders, pulled it out from the waistband and dropped it to the floor. Her eyes were cast downwards to avoid direct contact with mine.

“Norma? I do not recall saying that you were to be aroused for inspection! Let’s see what else is aroused, shall we?” I asked menacingly. I undid the belt and released the catch on her skirt, letting that fall to join her blouse. I stepped back to take in the full beauty of her nakedness, admiring the shape of her thighs and legs clad in black hold up stockings, which framed her naked mons deliciously. Her taught belly was held in as she awaited my verdict.

“Hold-ups may be, by far and away, more comfortable, but not what I demanded!” On hearing this statement she knew that she was about to experience more discomfort and began to tremble. I was standing closer now and took both nipples between my thumbs and forefingers and teased them gently and then without warning and no emotion on my face, I squeezed them tightly. She cried out and tried to pull away. I had an idea that Norma’s nipples were highly sensitive because, when I kissed and sucked them, tenderly last night, her flow of juices increased considerably. Armed with that knowledge, I would use it to my advantage and give her some pain, but mostly pleasure.

“Any more noise like that and you will be wearing a ball gag for inspection” I released one nipple and put that hand between her legs.

“Ummmmm freshly shaved, just as I like it” I said and roughly inserted two of my fingers and found her as wet as could be. I hooked them into her cunt and pulled her closer to me; my other fingers were still clamped onto her nipple.

“Everything has not been in order here this morning Norma, has it?” I asked smiling at the obvious discomfort she was experiencing from my fingers in her pussy and the ones pinching her nipple. Much to her relief, I released my grip on both and turned to the desk. I reached into the bottom drawer; she would get to hate that drawer, and pulled out a small butt plug! A look of abject horror crossed her face as she realised what I intended to have her do today!

“Yes Norma, for those breaches of the rules, you will wear this plug all day. You may only take it out for toilet breaks and only with my permission. I will insist on checking that it is reinserted on completion. Now, spread your legs and bend over!” With her nipples still tender, she hurried to obey, which exposed that tight little rosebud nicely to my lustful gaze. I got a small dab of lube and rubbed it over her anal entrance, gently opening her sphincter as I did so, until I could easily get a finger inside. Withdrawing my finger, I placed the end against her and she gasped as she felt the cold hardness of the plug. In one swift movement, I sank it past her sphincter, the bulbous part stretched her ring, but nowhere near, to its limit and the flared end rested hard against the cheeks of her ass. A quick slap across her still tender buttocks to let her know that the task was completed. Just as she was gathering her clothes together, the intercom buzzed.

“Your early appointment has arrived Boss,” my secretary announced. “Shall I show her in?” Damn, I had been so carried away with Norma’s ‘inspection’ that I had forgotten that Monique, a customer of ours, had arranged an early meeting!
“Under the desk, Norma, you will have to stay there during the meeting.” I told her and as she hurried to obey, I replied, “Show her in please.”

I was sitting back behind my desk when Monique glided through the door. A petite, dark haired beauty, dressed in a quite severe black business suit, hair tied back in a bun and looking, for all intents and purposes, a very forceful lady! I had suspected for a long time that she had a leaning towards the ladies; she was always very bitchy and made impossibly tight schedules for us all to keep, which gave her the opportunity to bawl us out, as she was no doubt, here to do today. She sat in the chair in front of my desk, crossed her nylon-clad legs, which ensured I got an eyeful of her stocking tops at the same time. Teasing bitch! Then she started to go on about how slow we had been at fulfilling her last contract, on and on she went, making me want to reply, but knowing I couldn’t, or we might lose a valuable client.

As Monique ranted on, I felt Norma’s fingers fumbling with my zip; her hand reached in and pulled my hardening cock from my trousers, like her, no underpants! Then, I experienced her incredible lips and tongue as they stroked my member to full erection. Next, I felt her take off my right shoe and sock and; still with her mouth clamped around me, she shifted around silently until she could lower her hot, wet, pussy over my big toe. Oh my god! It was taking all I could do to prevent myself from crying out at these joint sensations. Without any noise, she sucked my pre-cum into her mouth, her cunt heaved around my toe and soaked my foot with her creamy juices. Monique was looking at me strangely; I hadn’t heard a word of what she had been saying for the last five minutes! As she got up to go, she said,

“I will expect answers tomorrow morning, same time! Have them ready or face the consequences!” This said, she turned on her heel and stormed from the office!!
As the door slammed behind her, I unleashed a blast of fiery hot semen down Norma’s throat. I heard her groan and shudder and she climaxed around my toe. God, that was incredible. She appeared from under the desk, winked at me and said, with that almost shy smile of hers,

“Did I please you Sir?”

“You certainly did Norma! I will thank you properly later, but for now, we have to think of a way to get that bitch under control!” I said venomously. As I watched her getting dressed, a plan came to mind

Six: Norma.

When I got home I realised that I had arranged to have Danny over for dinner and he was waiting for me at the front door as I parked on my driveway. “I am so sorry darling, I had some very urgent contracts to deal with.” I kissed him and took the gorgeous bunch of red roses from him as I let us both in.

I had completely forgotten how I was dressed and he noticed the absence of my bra beneath my blouse. “Norma, can I ask you something personal?” he said, looking at my chest with a concerned look upon his face. “You don’t normally dress up as openly as that for work. Can I ask if there is a reason for it?” I rolled my eyes and smiled at him, trying to appear casual, but grasping for an excuse that would equal my forced coolness.

“It was warm today so I thought I’d dress down a little.”

“Yes I see that. Just asking. Curious.” He put his arms around my waist and we kissed again. His hand strayed under my skirt and I could feel him searching for panties or even thong. But there was neither to find. “Norma!”, he coughed, “You are not wearing knickers.”

“Surprise!” I replied with a laugh, finding it even harder to contain that coolness I thought I had. “I had an accident.” My excuse came out as rapidly as it was thought up. “You know, these things happen. Not often but they do.”

“Fine. So are you ok now?” He was very suspicious. I knew that my reason was so stupid and so lame. He knew I carried spare underwear and the chance of soiling two pairs of panties by accident was less than even remote. “You would tell me everything wouldn’t you Norma? I mean if you were getting bored with our relationship, you would tell me?”

“Awww…of course I would darling…trust me.” I kissed him gently to re-assure him and it turned slowly into a more passionate embrace, with his hands now lifting my blouse from my skirt so that he could caress my breasts as he pushed me up against the wall. “Are you feeling very horny?” I whispered.

“I just missed you that’s all. Norma, I really think I should give up this abstaining you know. I think I’m getting far too serious with it and I really do want to fuck you.”

“You do?” I held him back and looked at him. “Do you really mean that Danny?”

“Yes! Before anyone else gets the chance before me.” And with that he began to suckle my breasts, partially with tenderness and also nipping at them with a kind of wild passion. Suddenly he lifted me by my thighs, parted them, and I felt him slip his hard cock into me with such vigour that it took my breath away. Things were happening so fast and my thoughts were confusing, at the same time I loved what he was doing to me. It was something that I never thought would happen between Danny and I.

To actually feel him inside of me, loving me, even though as rough as it was, it felt so good. I could hear him moaning into my ear and breathing heavily as he pounded and pounded and I knew that he was going to release quickly, before I could even begin to ride my own orgasm. The excitement of fucking me had sent him into a situation where he was getting to that point of no return, and whispering to him to calm down did nothing.

He released me from his hold and we hugged tightly. “I don’t want you to go with anyone else Norma. I think I’m in love with you. Please tell me there is nobody else?” I listened to his words and knew that Danny had gone further than I had in our intimate friendship. He had crossed that border that I tried so hard not to cross myself. And now I had two men in my life that demanded me for different reasons. One whom I allowed myself to be used as a sub in a strange yet fascinating game of master and sex slave. The other who gave up what he believed in, to love me, as a lover should.

On the way to work the following morning I was thinking out my plan. This should be the last day I was Marcus’s plaything. It was time to give up our little game and concentrate on my relationship with Danny. In time Danny and I would probably feel as equally about each other, enough to settle down perhaps and for him to move in with me. But the risk was obvious and present. If I stopped the game that Marcus and I were playing, then I could still loose my job. I had to be careful.

My inspection began as I expected. He stood before me, removing my blouse and then he told me that I should never be aroused unless he ordered me. Something I found a little difficult to avoid now as I was getting deeply into this. Then he criticised my hold-up stockings as I had inadvertently left out the suspender belt that morning. Another round of punishment was in order I suppose, but not as harsh as I expected.

Marcus began to pull and twist my nipples so hard I thought he was going to detach them from me. I pulled back and held his wrists to stop the pain he was inducing unfairly, but he just hurt me more and more. And then he began to use his fingers on my flower, pulling at my lips and jabbing into me with unexpected cruelty, as I thought, but I realised that he would never do me harm. Or could he? How far do these games actually go?

He left me tingling with discomfort as he walked to his desk. Then he stood behind me, running a butt-plug up and down my arm. “Yes Norma, for those breaches of the rules, you will wear this plug all day. You may only take it out for toilet breaks and only with my permission. I will insist on checking that it is reinserted on completion. Now, spread your legs and bend over!” I looked at him, this time with real trepidation and slowly I bent forwards, sliding my hands over my legs until I gripped my ankles. Then I waited for more pain, which never came.

Marcus applied the butt-plug ever so gently and as I had never inserted anything into my anus before, the feeling was surprisingly pleasant as I felt it go deeper and deeper. Then he gave me a quick slap as the intercom buzzed. The sound of both the intercom and the slap made me jump and scream out. I could see that he was annoyed with being disturbed and I reached to feel the plug and how far it had been placed. There was this feeling of fullness and still it was quite pleasant, as it had obviously made pressure contact with my g-spot somehow.

“Your early appointment has arrived Boss.” I heard the receptionist tell him. He accepted the appointment and then ordered me to hide under his desk. I knew I had to get out somehow, but hiding under the desk seemed to add a little comedy to the whole situation. I thought that this was something he had planned as part of his game, but as the visitor came into the office and she began to speak, I realised that the conversation was far too serious.

I was hunched up under the desk with my legs up to my knees listening and looking up at Marcus. She was complaining about the service her company was getting and I could see by his expression that he was not very happy. I thought about quitting the game and how I could make it easier for both of us. I needed that job so badly and maybe, just maybe Marcus would begin to think differently about my situation. Afterall, I gave him three days of compliance for his kinky game.

Slowly I began to open his pants, reaching inside, looking up and smiling at him as I tried to remain silent myself. I could feel him clammy and getting hard as I played with him. Each stroke he became harder to my touch until he was amazingly stiff between my fingers. Then I licked him, tasting the precum oozing from the tiny slit and I had to suck him, as he tasted so good.

I noticed his foot and saw where it was positioned, up against my mound and gently pushing. So, I slipped off his shoe and sock and placed it closer, guiding his big toe onto my clit. And as I sucked and stroked him he obliged by pushing his toe against my bud and I could feel that he was responding to me. Each time I took him deeper into my mouth, he applied pressure with his toe in return, caressing me into a slow and steady climax.

Eventually the woman left. And I could see Marcus’s expression change as he cried out softly; ”Oh my god! Oh fuck!” Next I could feel his warm charges shooting into my throat and I knew that my job was completed as I eased him down slowly, taking every drop of us cum.

“Did I please you Sir?” I asked looking up at him. He slid back in his chair and allowed me to get up from under the desk. I was hoping now that he would think of me a little more differently and release me from this game. He seemed pleased with what I just did, but he was also angry at what his visitor had told him.

“You certainly did Norma! I will thank you properly later, but for now, we have to think of a way to get that bitch under control. Get dressed, inspection is over for today.”

I hurriedly got myself dressed and watched him thinking deeply as he leaned against his desk. “Who was that…sir?” I asked, almost forgetting to appease him with his title. “She sounded pretty annoyed about something. Are you in trouble?”

“Nothing I can’t handle. Come back to my office later. I think we need to discuss a delicate matter that you might like to help with, Norma.”

Seven: Marcus. ……Dreamweaver32

I had resisted the urge to take Norma again that afternoon, and like a couple of conspirators, we plotted the demise of Monique. As we parted for our respective houses, I wondered if I saw a look of slight disappointment across her face; could it be that she had been looking forward to another session in the office.

Our timing was perfect, just as we had planned. Norma was in my office for morning inspection, I had her blouse open wide, exposing her dark pink, erect nipples, her skirt was lying around her ankles and; apart from her stockings and suspenders, she was naked from the waist down. I had already had my fingers inside her hot pussy, feeling how wet she was and pinching her clit to full erection. She was blushing quite profusely as suddenly, the door burst open and completely unannounced, Monique stormed in! Seeing Norma standing there, almost naked, stopped her in her tracks!

“I can explain Monique,” I said quickly,

“Norma is my PA and I like to inspect her in the morning, to ensure she complies with my dress codes” I said, rather sheepishly.

“I just have to leave for a moment to get some things for our meeting. Get dressed Norma and get Monique anything she wants, I will be about 10 minutes.” I left by another door, which, unbeknown to Monique, lead to a small room with a large two-way mirror, which looked into my office. Quite useful for meetings!

As soon as I left, Monique approached Norma and stopped her from getting dressed. She reached out and took hold of both hard nipples and squeezed them tightly, twisting them she said,

“Norma isn’t it? How do you like Marcus having so much power over you? You can be mine for a few minutes while he is gone!” Pinching harder, she pushed Norma to her knees, between her outspread legs and raised her skirt to reveal, a closely trimmed bush, not covered by panties; hold up stockings and a protruding clit. It was as I suspected, Monique had a passion for the ladies. She pulled Norma’s face into her hot fanny and said,

“Suck me Norma and make a good job of it; and quickly!” Reluctantly, as far as she was concerned, Norma complied with her demands, secretly revelling in the fact that I was recording the whole scene as it unfolded. I watched as Monique was still pinching Norma’s aching nipples as she made her lick her hot pussy. Monique’s juices coated her lips and chin, all of which I caught on video and her look of pure lust, having this control, or so she thought, over my P.A.

Just as I sensed that Monique was about to climax in Norma’s mouth, I calmly walked back into the room and feigning surprise and shock, I cried out, “Monique! What are you doing to her? I told her to get dressed and get you anything you wanted, not to let you to have your perverted way with her!!” At this outburst, Monique tried to blame it on Norma, blustering and lying, but to no avail. I stepped forward, slapped her cheek and then showed her the videotape.

“Monique, I think it is my turn now, don’t you?” I said, grinning at her. “I will call the shots from now on, and you can start by stripping for me!”

Time stopped dead for Monique, as the implications of my words slowly sank in, she knew she was trapped. Slowly she began to disrobe, her skin darker in colour than Norma’s and her breasts were a bit heavier, but she was still a handsome woman. When she was naked, apart from my favourite, her stockings, I had her sit in my chair, legs over the arms and opening her pussy to us, as I had with Norma such a short time ago. “You will now suck and lick Norma, Monique, like you had her do to you. But first, pass me the ruler from the desk.” Norma smiled when she heard me say that, as she knew what Monique was about to get. After she got up from my chair and passed me the ruler, I had Monique bend at the waist with her legs straight and apart and lowered her face onto Norma’s sweet, hairless fanny. She gasped loudly as Monique made contact with her engorged lips and clit; as she got into the swing of things, she had her moaning with pleasure. After a suitable period of time I let go with the ruler, Thwack! Across her fleshy buttocks, she let out a groan, but did not stop sucking on Norma’s clit. Again and again, I striped her backside and I could see her juices beginning to flow from her outspread fanny. I finished off by bringing the ruler sharply upwards between her legs,

“Ahh!” Monique’s cry was muffled by Norma’s pussy, her legs went weak and she slowly collapsed to the floor, her climax had reduced her legs to jelly.

“Well done Norma my Dear, you did well, now come and attend to this” I said as I unzipped my trousers,

“We will deal with Madam later!!” With a hungry smile on her face, she fell to the floor and crawled over to me, her body still tingling from the licking Monique had just delivered. She knelt in front of me, as she had for Monique, reached up and took my semi erect prick in her hands and placed her lips around the bulging head. As her tongue licked off the pre-cum, I moaned and she slowly engulfed my whole length, allowing me entrance to her throat. God she was getting good at this! I felt her making those swallowing motions, her throat contracted around my penis and her hands cupped my heavy balls. I reached down and gently rolled her nipples, which caused her to moan around me and that was enough to send me over the top. I withdrew and spurted my hot, creamy cum all over her face. She caught as much as she could in her mouth and swallowed as fast as possible, licked up the overspill and then sucked me dry,

“We are in for even more fun now Norma!” I told her, pointedly looking across at Monique’s shattered ego!

“She can be our toy now, my dear” At the use of the word, ‘our’, Norma grinned at me and nodded in approval. Still looking into my eyes, she stroked her puffy labia and said,

“Sir, I seem to be the only one in this room, not to have cum yet. So, if I have pleased you as much as I think I did, would you please rectify that for me?”

Eight: Norma.

The butt-plug had to come out eventually after being inserted for over an hour. That feeling of pleasure was slowly turning to discomfort by the minute. And I was becoming impatient with Marcus and I needed to know what he had on his mind for that client, whose voice I only heard. It was enough. She sounded really bossy and no matter what my personal feelings were for my boss, I was so convinced she needed a lesson in manners.

Later that afternoon I walked into his office and straight up to his desk, throwing down the butt-plug I had removed. “There you are Sir, I think you can have that back now.” His eyes stared up at me over his spectacles, and I leaned forward, almost face to face with him. “We need to talk I think.”

“I think we should Norma. Sit!” With that I just sat back in the chair, pushed it back letting my thighs open up so he could see what he wanted to see. “You are getting a little out of order. Do you enjoy being punished?” He lifted the butt-plug from his desk and held it out to me. “This was to remain inserted until I gave you permission to remove it.”

“Fuck you!” I told him. The words just rolled off my tongue as I stared back at him. His face was picture to be admired and I thought that the shock might give me some advantage over him.

“I beg your pardon young lady?”

“You heard what I said. Fuck you! And yes, I want to help you get even with that bitch. But this time I want a little equality in this. Teamwork?”

Marcus sat back and ran his fingers over his lips with a grin from hear to hear. “I like your spirit Norma, and yes I agree, we could come to some agreement on this. But only for as long as it takes to get even with the wonderful Monique. But you have to play along with the way I want it. Is that understood?”

I thought about it and whilst doing so I crossed my legs, closing off his view as I smiled back at him. “Agreed. So how do we do this…Sir?”

“Its easy. Do you like having sex with other women?” he asked. I did as a matter of fact if my mood was right and the ‘other’ women happened to be the type that I liked. I nodded in response to his question. “Good…then you will enjoy this plan of mine. Monique is a very delectable lady and a lesbian. She totally hates men and I think it would be cruel, far too cruel if I was to sexually ‘have her’ so to speak.”

“So what do you mean exactly?”

“I know that if Monique saw you in a very compromising situation, she would want to take advantage of you.” He leaned forward on his desk and gave a wink. “I don’t have to spell it out for you Norma as I think you know what I mean?”

The scenario became crystal clear in my mind and the thought of taking his word for the type of woman she was just added a little more spice to the adventure we began to plan in finer detail. Monique sounded quite a lady and I was beginning to look forward to the encounter the next morning. “I think I can help you out Marcus, but I need one guarantee from you.”

“What would that be, and you still have to address me as Sir!”

“I’m sorry…Sir! No more punishments and no more butt-plugs, is that ok?”

“I’m not going to answer you right away on that one Norma. I need to reserve my domination over you, as you well know. But there will be rewards, that I can guarantee.”

Slowly but surely I was learning things from Marcus. I had never really been involved with role-play sex before and in a way I was beginning to enjoy it. Sex for me was simply a pleasurable side to a romantic affair with someone and this ‘game’ seemed to add maybe something extra in the realms of sexual excitement. But I was becoming concerned for Danny also, who was in a way still as naïve as I was a few days ago. His abstaining from sex was something he thought he had to live by and my behaviour at work with Marcus was making me sexually super-charged and Danny was picking up on that now. The power of the sex drive, the libido, was certainly something mysterious and even dangerous.

The following morning everything ran as a set routine. Marcus and I played our roles as usual, knowing that Monique was going to arrive just on time and make an intrusion. She was efficient and a real modern businesswoman, knowing how to get what she wanted and when she wanted it. When she burst into the office I saw a woman who was twice my age and beautiful with it. She certainly knew how to use her attractiveness to get by in life, and it was kind of strange to think she was a lesbian, as she certainly made herself up looking as if she was a ‘man-eater’ and nothing like I expected.

“I can explain Monique. Norma is my PA and I like to inspect her in the morning, to ensure she complies with my dress codes.” Marcus explained to her. I just stood before him, playing the obedient office girl, as if Monique was a non-entity. But I could sense her eyes surveying me and taking in every detail of my naked body.

Marcus told me to dress and then left the room, disappearing into his little private room that was attached to his office. I knew what he used that room for and I also knew that beyond that two-way mirror he was preparing to video whatever happened next and now it was up to me to play along with the plan we had concocted.

I started to dress when Monique came over to me and ran her fingers over my shoulders. As I looked up, she ran her hands over my breasts gently and then took my nipples in her fingers and thumbs and gave them a twist. “Norma isn’t it? How do you like Marcus having so much power over you? You can be mine for a few minutes while he is gone!” she said. I licked my lips and smiled; trying to forget that pain she was giving me. “On your knees Norma, I want you to do something for me.” And I did not hesitate, I just followed wherever she guided me, onto my knees in front of her, the sweetness of her cologne now rushing through my nasal senses, noticing she had quite an expensive taste.

Monique released me and slowly raised her skirt up to her waist, and what I saw before me was nothing I did not expect. She wore no underwear, just hold-up stockings and a well-trimmed bush of dark hair. “Suck me Norma and make a good job of it; and quickly!” she demanded. I looked up at her smiling as I ran my tongue over her navel and then down to her mound, tasting the cologne she had applied liberally over her pubic hair. Her hands rested upon my shoulders, guiding my head to were she wanted me to go and so I hooked my tongue between her moistened petals and began to lick, using my fingers to pull them apart gently. She breathed in deeply as I found her hooded clit as I teased it and sucked upon it gently. I could feel what she was feeling and her taste seemed much sweeter than my own, a combination of expensive cologne and her love juice no doubt. But I was beginning to enjoy what I was doing as my own hand found its way to my groin and with each gentle lick and suck I gave to Monique I used my fingers to simulate those same feelings in me.

“Oh yeses Norma, please don’t stop.” She repeated over and over as she ran her fingers through my hair. The more she wanted the more I gave her until her juices and my saliva were flowing like a honey-scented stream over my face and lips, with her silky smooth petals almost sticky with her moist nectar. “I want to cum, please make me cum.”

“Monique! What are you doing to her?” Marcus returned to his office from his little room and I pulled away as if distracted by surprise. “I told her to get dressed and get you anything you wanted, not to let you to have your perverted way with her!!” She stepped back and composed herself like a naughty girl who had been discovered doing naughty things that were forbidden. I rested back onto my calves and grinned, trying to hold back the laughter that was building up inside. The whole charade was going exactly to plan it seemed and as well as being immensely erotic it was also quite comical I thought.

“It was all her fault Marcus. I am sure Norma will explain herself.” Monique told him. And then Marcus did something that I never expected at all. He slapped her across the face and I could almost feel that blow myself and I thought that it was perhaps a little unnecessary. I stood up quickly and Marcus stopped me from rushing to Monique to console her as she soothed her face. The slap came as a surprise for both of us and Monique appeared shocked and upset.

“Monique, I think you need to see this.” Marcus told her. “Come through to my private room and I will show you exactly what happened. You too Norma, I need you with me.”

The private room was much smaller than the main office with a desk and chair. Then I noticed a panel in the wall with a TV screen and a VCR. There was a camera mounted on a tripod set up pointing directly through the two-way mirror. He had explained to me what he used it for, but now I could see it for myself and I began to wonder if he had recorded the things we did together during those past few days.

Monique stood beside me as we watched the re-play. “As you can see; Norma was in your control Monique, every single moment.” Monique took in a deep breath and I felt her hand grip mine out of his sight as if to acknowledge something important besides any normal empathy that existed between us. I gripped her hand in equal response before letting go. “Monique, I think it is my turn now, don’t you? I will call the shots from now on, and you can start by stripping for me!” Marcus demanded.

Stepping aside I watched as Monique removed each item of her expensive clothing besides his favourite, the stockings. Like most men, the stockings seemed to be a fascination and that reminded me of those glamour photographs one so often sees in mens magazines. We certainly do dress to please them and fashion dictates the way we think about it. Men have certainly captured something about our own feelings, which they now use for their own sexual and arousing pleasures. But it can work both ways, the feminine prerogative, as I like to call it.

Marcus demanded that she sit in the chair with her legs spread over each arm and then he asked me to pass him the plastic ruler, yet another tool that he had made himself familiar with as a means of administering punishment. “In a moment, Monique I will use this, but first I want you to play with yourself,” he requested. “I want to see you pleasure yourself until I ask you to stop.” My first thoughts were that he wanted to humiliate her, perform what can be regarded as something intimately private and I then thought of Danny and the alternatives to intercourse sex that he had concocted for us both to indulge in. Monique certainly had no problem with his demands as we watched her masturbate, with her fingers pressing and stroking her fragrant flower until once again she was near the point of climax.

“Stop!” Marcus called out. “Stop now please Monique!” She opened her eyes, and I could see that she wanted to take herself to the brink, feel that wonderful rush of energy pounding through every nerve ending of her body, making every muscle quake with pleasure, but she did as he commanded and stopped, massaging her lips gently. “Now it is time for you to pleasure Norma, as she did for you earlier. Please stand and swap places with her now!”

I sat in the chair and assumed the same position as she had with my legs over each arm spreading my moistness over my petals with my fingertips. It was then I noticed Monique smile and wink at me as if she knew something that Marcus and I had not realised. The message became all to clear to me, as she was also playing his game and as she bent forward licking along my thighs, moving towards my sex, I knew then that this was maybe planned between them in advance and I was the object of their desire. But I tried to ignore my nagging thoughts and let Monique eat me as I stretched my arms behind my head, clutching the back of the chair and enjoying every single second of her oral ministrations on me as I heard Marcus applying his plastic ruler to her butt and I could feel her breath gasping into my pussy as she moaned, trying to keep up a pace that would eventually bring about my own satisfaction.

Monique raised her head from my crotch quickly, letting out a long moan as I watched her face contort with gratification. She had climaxed through the sheer pain that he had induced by punishment, leaving me almost there. She dropped to her knees and seemed to faint, collapsing into a heap on the floor. I was shocked at what had happened and I sat up, again, wanting to help her in her apparent distress, but Marcus pointed his finger at me, demanding that I remain seated. “Well done Norma my Dear, you did well, now come and attend to this. We will deal with Madam later.”

He had unzipped his pants and was stroking his flaccid cock, making it harder as I crawled towards him. “Go on Norma, you know what I want, suck my cock and make me cum. I have saved myself for this moment and for you.” And as he held it, his fingers gripping at its base I began to lick it gently, feeling it growing for me with each stroke of my tongue. I was now over taken by that moment. The sight of his cock so immensely threatening and the taste of his precum so sweet had started to make me orgasm just by itself, without even touching. I sucked on him, taking him as deep as I could, watching him enjoy what I was doing and I knew then that it would be over soon and so quickly as I felt him jerk and run his fingers through my hair faster, hearing him moan out for his own intense orgasmic release.

Marcus released himself from my mouth, pulled back his foreskin and let the first shot of cum hit my lips allowing me to lick it up. The third shot hit me, almost in my eye, as I watched the remains dribble over his fingers like a thick white goo that dropped onto my breasts as if in slow motion, indicating its viscous texture. I had never seen a man cum so much until then and soon I was coated with it as I smeared as much of it as I could across my skin, sucking and licking the remains from the tip of his cock, and feeling his hardness subside in my hand. I had not achieved my orgasm at that point. The sight of Marcus cumming so much had left me tingling and in awe of what had just happened.

That had been the most beautiful act of oral sex on a man I had ever indulged in so far. But even so, the game was still being played, and somehow the plot had become twisted and things were not exactly as they first seemed. I turned and noticed Monique sitting beside me, smiling at me with glazed eyes, recovering from her intense orgasm and I looked up at Marcus with my face covered with his thick man cum and asked, “Sir, I seem to be the only one in this room not to have cum yet. So, if I have pleased you as much as I think, would you please rectify that for me?”

Nine: Marcus. ……Dreamweaver32

“Norma, of course we will rectify that, won’t we Monique? But firstly, I think I owe you an explanation” She looked across at Monique and then back to me.

“I thought there was something not quite right about this set up, Monique seemed to enjoy herself, way too much! What have I got myself into…Sir?” She replied, not quite hiding her smile at having her suspicions confirmed.

I went on to tell her how Monique and I had met, quite by chance, on an internet BDSM site. We began to meet and chat regularly and I discovered that she had re-awakened my interest in the lifestyle. I had been dominated by a bitch of a woman who was a man hating lesbian, some years back and I had eventually snapped and turned on her, to find, that being Dom was something I actually wanted to be, but, that was another story and I never pursued it any further until I met Monique and she re-kindled my dormant desire to be dominant once again. As her firm could use the services of mine, we met and struck up a contract. She is bi-sexual, but predominantly lesbian and like many high-powered business people, she likes to give over control occasionally. Her particular enjoyment is pain; the more severe, the better and I have helped her achieve mind-shattering orgasms, by giving her just what she desired. There was always something missing though, that was having female contact during our sessions, and that was where Norma’s indiscretions of the last few days led her to where she was now. After seeing the replay of Monique’s, ‘taking advantage’ of her, I suspected that Norma knew I had video taped evidence of her submission to me; and I told her,

“Yes Norma, I have taped our sessions too, let’s call it insurance, shall we? Should I feel that our relationship ever progresses to another level, than it just being a game and I can trust you not to shout, ‘rape!’ or, ‘blackmail!’ then I shall give them to you, to do with as you like. By then, of course, you will be a far more willing participant, but time will tell I suppose. Now let’s do something about your tingling pussy!”

I indicated to Monique to come and join us and she positioned herself kneeling over Norma’s’ pretty face. I got between her outspread legs and lifted her knees, which brought Norma’s pussy in line with my rapidly hardening manhood. Monique leaned down, sucked my cock to full erection and spread Norma’s swollen petals ready for my penetration. As she was doing this, she was grinding her pussy and ass onto Norma’s willing mouth and she audibly gasped, as Norma must have nibbled her tender clitoris. As I slowly sank my swollen cock into Norma’s hot, wet channel, Monique switched her attention to Norma’s pulsing little button, the center of her lustful thoughts at this moment in time. My fingers were not idle and I was pinching and rolling Monique’s bullet hard nipples, slowly increasing the pressure to the pain level I knew she craved. Monique withdrew me to gather some of Norma’s sticky love juice from the head of my cock and was satisfied with what she got, she put me back into that lava hot pussy.

Norma’s breathing became more labored and as her climax approached, her sucking of Monique’s oozing pussy became more frantic. I felt her internal muscles tighten on my shaft, as she squeezed me tightly and suddenly and I felt her release. Had I not been inside her, her cum would have squirted from her pussy, I am sure. She cried out into Monique’s fanny and kept cumming in floods, which encouraged me to join her and as I withdrew, my creamy spunk shot against her sensitive clit. Monique did not hesitate and started sucking our combined offering as fast as she could. This served to bring her off too and now it was Norma’s turn to partake in the taste of freshly released love juice.

We lay together while we recovered, gently stroking and caressing one another and I could see that Norma enjoyed all the attention she got, because both Monique and I had centered our wandering hands on her beautiful body.

“Well Norma, I think we achieved what you asked, don’t you? You came so much that your cream would have kept Wimbledon’s strawberries covered for a week!” You laughed and said,

“Yes…Sir; and you Monique, you did exactly as I asked and I thank you both from the depths of my exhausted, but well satisfied pussy.”

“As you have been so compliant with our wishes Norma, I have planned a little treat for you for the week-end. Tell Danny that I need to take you away on a business trip and that you will be away both, Friday and Saturday nights.” She looked surprised at this, but smiled and nodded at me. “You can take the rest of the afternoon off and there will be no need for inspection tomorrow morning, I have arranged for your annual medical check up. Report to surgery at normal work time, but still attend to your appearance, as I like. Ok, now be off with you and I will see you tomorrow. You too Monique, I have arrangements to make, phone me the next time you feel the urge.” I winked and left to get tidied up.

Ten: Norma.

I wondered what explanation was being offered and listened to Marcus as he told me the history that brought about his love of BDSM.

“Yes Norma, I have taped our sessions too, let’s call it insurance, shall we? Should I feel that our relationship ever progresses to another level, than it just being a game and I can trust you not to shout, ‘rape!’ or, ‘blackmail!’ then I shall give them to you, to do with as you like. By then, of course, you will be a far more willing participant, but time will tell I suppose. Now let’s do something about your tingling pussy!”

It was blackmail and I knew deep inside that it had to be his method of securing my silence or even me quitting. Holding my job to ransom was not enough. But I played the game with both of them, enjoying the thrill of it all and the sex that came with it. If anything, I was in some way learning things that I desired to know.

I lay down and Monique positioned herself over my face. I put my hands on her buttocks and spread them, giving me access to her aroused and wet pussy. The scent of her was intoxicating and I could not resist taking her flavour on my tongue, gently licking her lips apart and probing into her wide-open sex. At the same time she faced Marcus, who had opened my thighs and I could feel either one or both of them playing with me, touching my clit and even probing into me. I became lost in what was happening, riding the sensations they were both giving me and together they took me to my peak as I sucked and licked Monique, feeling her warm release gush over my face like a copious cascade of sweet gorgeous nectar, which I drank freely as it poured.

I think we both came in heavy torrents at the same time. The sound of all three of us seemed to fill the room with moans and screams of pleasure. And then we lay together, on the floor. I held Monique in my arms, gently kissing her lips and stroking her hair, as Marcus lay behind me, smoothing his hands over both our bodies affectionately.

That moment seemed out of place to me. It was not BDSM, but a simple loving moment that one would expect from a threesome encounter of post coital sex. It reminded me of the two boys that I had made love to back in my teens on a wet, warm summers afternoon on vacation. The chance meeting and experimental lovemaking unfolding into yet another sexual experience in my life.

Later, Marcus announced his treat for the weekend he had planned. It seemed that I was ordered to take part as part of the game and had no option but to comply. But before that, on the next day, he had planned a medical examination for me. And I knew that this normal routine would have a twist to it somehow.

Eleven: Marcus. ……Dreamweaver32

As I left the two ladies lying in each other’s arms, I couldn’t help thinking how quickly Norma had entered into our little games and with such enthusiasm. I think she was beginning to enjoy being under my control. This way she could live out her darkest fantasies and not have to blame herself, it was me who was ‘forcing’ her to do these things, all be it, totally alien to her nature, but, not perhaps to her subconscious? ‘Time will tell’ I thought. I got myself presentable again and left the office for another meeting and noticing that Monique and Norma had still not emerged from where I had left them, I wondered what that pair were getting up to. Whatever it was, I am sure it would culminate in yet more experience for Norma.

After my meeting was successfully concluded with the signing of another contract, I called into the medical room to give my instructions to Seka, our resident doctor. She had seen Norma before, but not in the way I told her how I wanted this examination to progress and she visibly licked her lips! She was originally from the Seychelles, where probably some of the most gorgeous women in the world descend and Seka was no exception. She had long, straight, jet black hair, hanging down to her waist, doe eyes, framed by an angelic face, olive skinned, slim and very desirable in every way, I think Norma will enjoy her forthcoming ‘medical’.

Norma took considerable care over her appearance, not wanting me to get bad reports from the doctor, her pussy was shaved perfectly smooth and her new stockings and suspender belt looked very sexy, even if she thought so herself. She completed dressing and got to the medical office with five minutes to spare.

She knocked on the door and Seka said, “Enter, you are Norma I gather? I have been looking forward to meeting you my dear, I am Seka.” Norma wasn’t sure about her tone of voice and why would a doctor be looking forward to a routine medical, she wondered. She was immediately struck by Seka’s beauty, as everyone was, who met her for the first time.

“Marcus, my Boss arranged this doctor, I mean… Seka. What is it all about? I had a medical not so long ago, as I recall.” She said.

“Don’t you worry your pretty head about his reasons Norma, I’m sure all will become clear as time goes on, just go behind the screen and remove all of your clothes.” Norma was soon standing in front of her in all her naked splendour. “My, he has himself a real beauty this time, you are really quite divine. Onto that table please Norma, on your back and place your feet in the stirrups.” Seka commanded.

As she climbed onto the table, Norma caught sight of the long mirror, positioned along the length of the examination table against the wall, and she wondered if this was another of my special mirrors. Which, of course it was! I felt myself becoming aroused as I watched Norma disrobing and noticed how smooth her pussy looked, I like nothing better than a freshly shaved pussy to chew on and soon I would be doing just that.

When Norma had her feet in the stirrups, Seka tied the silk restraints around her slim ankles. I could see that this surprised Norma somewhat, but she didn’t question her reasons, as she probably knew that she would get no response from Seka anyway. I hurriedly switched on the camcorder, wanting to capture all of Norma’s helplessness for the record and future enjoyment.

Seka then said, “Reach behind you with both hands Norma, if you please? Let me see those tummy muscles stretch and flatten.” She complied with the rather strange request, more I think because she knew that this was some kind of game being acted out and she wanted to experience it all. Seka quickly secured her wrists to the head of the table by similar ties to the ones decorating Norma’s ankles and that was my cue to appear from the door.

“Good morning Norma, I see that you did as I asked and were here on time and correctly turned out. Well done my Dear; and I trust that you slept well last night?” I said with a sly grin, because Monique had already contacted me with the details of what happened after I left, so I was not surprised to see a blush redden her lovely face.

“We can talk about that later, for now, the doctor and I have some tests to carry out. One set of tests is to determine your pain level and the other to see how much pleasure you can endure. Ok, Seka let us proceed”

Norma looked very nervous indeed as Seka placed some wires, attached to suckers, on each of her hard breasts, these were hooked into a machine, which gave out various readings, and Seka adjusted the settings to suit Norma’s ‘relaxed’ condition. We each picked up an adjustable nipple clamp and at their lowest tension setting, put them onto Norma’s erect buds. She gasped, I suspect because they were cold and not because they hurt as the reading on the monitor barely flickered.

“Up a notch Marcus,” Seka said; and we did it together. This time Norma let out a soft cry and the needle moved slightly. “Again Marcus!”

The reaction was quite apparent as Norma twisted and turned, trying to escape the restraints. Seka had done her job well and the ties held firm. I looked into Norma’s face and her eyes pleaded with me, I said, “That is enough doctor, we have our data on her breasts, we will move on to her sweet little pussy next” Seka’s eyes lit up as she prepared the inflatable dildo, lightly oiling it for ease of penetration. I took it from her hand, knowing that she would be a lot rougher than me and that Norma’s pain threshold was not high. I gradually eased it inside until it was tight against her cervix and slowly began to pump the bulb.

As the increasing size became more uncomfortable, so the readings rose on the monitor and eventually, at about the same level as before, Norma cried out, “Stop! Please, it is too big! You are hurting me!” Seka just laughed and I knew that she would have kept going if she were operating the bulb. Beads of sweat glistened on Norma’s brow and I leant down, licked them off and kissed her gently.

Seeing her in pain was not turning me on as much as I thought it would, so I turned to Seka and said, “You may leave us now doctor, the examination is concluded.”

“But Marcus, we haven’t tested for anal reaction yet and all the other tests we discussed yesterday!” Her disappointment was all too obvious and I felt myself getting quite angry with her,

“Seka! I said, leave us, and now go please before I conduct the tests on you!” When she went away pouting, I took Norma’s flushed face between my hands, kissed away the tears and said,

“Shall I release you from the ties hon?”

Twelve: Norma.

That afternoon I spent alone with Monique was certainly interesting. Together we discussed our own thoughts and feelings about our sexuality and all the time we talked, Monique gently played with my clit with her fingers, taking me to various levels of excitement and then stopping before I was able to get really into it. “I bet you think I’m being cruel don’t you?” she asked. I shuck my head in reply. Because I knew exactly what she was doing.

She was teasing me. That was only to be expected with someone like Monique. I was her toy and she was the dominating lesbian type. These games I had now learned to expect and in a way I was finding them fascinating.

That evening over dinner, I plucked up the courage to reveal everything to Danny. I spoke to him as if everything was normal and noticed his reaction as I told him what was happening at work. His mouth began to hang open in surprise and his eyes seemed to be staring into nowhere in particular. “Are you listening to me darling?” I asked. He seemed to come back from his daydream, shuck his head.

“Norma. Is this a joke? Are you playing those fantasy games again?”

“No. It really is happening.”

“And you let these people do this to you? You are completely mad. And why are you telling me this?” I looked at him in silence, bit into a pear and simply shrugged. He stood up, letting the chair fall behind him. “Norma, I think you need help.”

The following morning was the day of my medical. I knew that there was going to be some surprises in store as I walked into my office and read the note telling me to report to the health centre. I smiled to myself, thinking of what this next round of the game could entail. And then I made my way to the event like some sexual female gladiator, confident of accepting any challenge they put before me.

Doctor Seka was new and interesting in the respect of that she seemed a little strange. She was beautiful and once again I thought of Monique. Marcus certainly liked beautiful women and especially those willing to play along with him. Nothing surprised me, but I continued to act innocent as if I was the sub in all of this. But really I was trying to be both and so far it was quite difficult.

I stripped completely as instructed and stood before her. It was then I knew that Seka had lesbian tendencies. Her eyes widened and her mouth opened slightly to lick her lips and when I smiled at her, looking deep into her eyes, I could almost feel her tremble with excitement. “Onto that table please Norma, on your back and place your feet in the stirrups,” she commanded.

I got onto the examination table and wondered why this particular surgery would have stirrups? Last time I was in there, it was simple and now there seemed to be lots of monitoring devices here and there and not forgetting the mirror that ran along the wall beside the table itself.

I knew at that moment that it had to be a two-way mirror built for Marcus’s own pleasures. Allowing him to watch the women employees as they lay naked having their examinations and the stirrups added that extra special examination that made it that more gynaecological. I turned and looked at my own reflection and without expression; I stared through it, sensing Marcus watching me on the other side.

Seka drew my attention by tying my ankles to the stirrups. Then she slid her hand along my thigh and gently brushed a finger over my mound as she moved on to flatten her hand over my stomach. “You are very firm. Very fit I should imagine. But let us see how firm your tummy muscles are shall we. Reach behind you with both hands Norma, if you please?”

I did, as she wanted, looking through the mirror with a side-glance as I tightened up my tummy and firmed up my breasts for her. All of the time I knew he was watching. And Seka started to cup my breast in a way that was not analytical, but more intimate as her thumb played with my nipple. “I am now going to tie your wrists to the top of the table,” she explained. “Don’t be afraid, this is the way I do my medicals.” And without wasting any time she secured my wrists in place, and then continued to touch my nipples with her fingertips.

Suddenly the door opened and Marcus walked in. “Good morning Norma, I see that you did as I asked and were here on time and correctly turned out. Well done my Dear; and I trust that you slept well last night?” I just looked up at him, and raised a smile. The game proper was now about to begin.

First of all he explained what they had in mind and the mere mention of pain made me feel a little apprehensive. Somewhere along the line I knew that pain had to be part of this, but where was the torture to be focused? I thought. Then I knew they were going to do something to my breasts as Seka attached the probes to them and explained the machine that would measure my stress levels.

Marcus produced a set of nipple clamps and attached them to me. They were cold and I could hear them snap into place, but no pain. Then gradually as Seka instructed, Marcus turned the tightener on the clamps and I could feel them gripping harder and harder until the pain cut into me like hot needles burning through my breasts. I had to scream out, biting my lips and wondering just how far they were going to go through with this. And then Marcus released them. The pain subsided slowly and they both began to clinically discuss the threshold levels as if I was just a sample piece in a laboratory. I could not believe the things I was allowing myself to be involved in. Maybe Danny was right…I was completely insane.

I was paying no attention to what they were talking about. I was still trying to recover from the pain in my breasts when I felt the next device slide into my sex. I opened my eyes wide and saw Marcus smiling down at me, telling me that everything was going to be fine. But I doubted that very much, as the device seemed to get bigger and bigger inside of me, turning what could have been pleasure into definite pain by the second. I began to scream out again as the tightening increased. It felt as though my womb was going to explode and I had to plead with him eventually. “Stop! Please, it is too big! You are hurting me!” Then I felt the tightness relax and Marcus licking my forehead and face gently, telling me that everything was going to be fine and the pain was over.

Marcus began to argue with Seka over further tests. Then she left quickly, slamming the surgery door behind her as Marcus took my face in his hands gently. He began to kiss me gently on the lips and asked, “Shall I release you from the ties hon? Is this too much for you? Tell me now and I will stop.”

My reaction was emotional and I began to cry. It was then I had realised my weakness and that all of this was just something that may have gone too far. I could hear Danny’s voice repeating in my head over and over… “You are mad. I think you need help.”

Thirteen: Marcus. ……Dreamweaver32

When Norma burst into tears, I realised that it was something more than the pain from this ‘medical examination’ that had brought it on and I asked her to explain. As she told me the whole story, I was still stroking her hair and face at the same time; I was horrified to hear that she had told Danny everything. His reaction to her confession hardly surprised me, but I could see it was giving Norma problems. I smiled inwardly to myself and decided that, what I had to tell her and show her could wait until another time.

Leaving her still tied to the table, I stepped back, “Norma, you remember that there was another stage to this ‘examination’ hon? The pain was always going to be replaced by pleasure. However if this is not something you wish to continue with, I will release you now and give you back all the evidence I have held over you.” I started towards her, as if to release the bonds and what I saw in her eyes, a hint of disappointment I am sure and this told me that although confused about her feelings, she still wanted the experience.

I positioned myself between her outspread legs and gazed lustfully at her recently shaved sex, the lips puffy with arousal; and open from the effects of the inflatable dildo. A drop of her honey, glistening in the overhead light, lay in her folds and I slowly lowered my face to lick it off. My fingers lightly caressed her soft inner thighs and I felt them tense and then she moaned softly as my tongue flickered across her petals. Making circular motions, I gradually probed deeper until the tip just entered her rapidly dampening gateway. Her taste was like nectar and I inhaled deeply to capture her aroma, forever, in my memory banks.

My fingers moved upwards and I spread her wider, exposing her whole slit to my oral assault and letting me catch a glimpse of her unprotected clitoris, before taking it between my lips and sucking it gently to full erection. I glanced up at the monitor and I saw that the needle was registering higher than it had during the pain session with Seka and was I pleased that, according to the machine anyway, Norma was getting some enjoyment from this test. When I sensed that she was almost ready to climax, I stopped and stood beside her. Her eyes were closed and she was pulling at her bonds, trying to free her hands and as I assumed it was to touch her extremely hard nipples, I bent down and did it for her. Very gently, as they were still quite tender, I brought each to my mouth in turn, her moans became louder and the needle climbed higher still. I was close enough to her face to put my aching penis into her mouth, but I wanted her to do that willingly, so I released one of her hands from its ties. She quickly took me in her hand and slid me between her eager lips and as I felt her tongue seeking my pre cum, it was my turn to moan. I replaced my hand onto her mons, cupping it in my palm and letting my fingers lie along her hot, wet slit, teasing her clit and her entrance together. I released her other hand and reluctantly withdrawing from her sweet mouth, I got between her legs again and immediately sank my length deep inside of her. As she felt me reach her cervix, so her hands went around my back and she raked me with her fingernails. I hardly noticed the pain, as I was lost in the ecstasy of being consumed by her pussy, milking me with her inner walls and drawing me to the verge of climax.

It was time! I crushed her lips with mine in a passionate kiss and watching her face; I released my hot creamy spunk and felt her own cum flood us both as she reached her peak with me. I held her tightly and stroked her face, kissed her again and whispered into her ear, “Did that feel like you need help Norma, or that you are mad? I think it is about time you knew something about ‘innocent’ little Danny!”

Fourteen: Norma.

I explained to Marcus that I was telling Danny everything that happened at work in these kinky sex sessions and I was a little confused by his reaction. Marcus seemed very calm and he raised a smile shaking his head as I told him that Danny thought I was mad.

“Norma, you remember that there was another stage to this ‘examination’ hon?” Marcus began to explain. “The pain was always going to be replaced by pleasure. However if this is not something you wish to continue with, I will release you now and give you back all the evidence I have held over you,” he said. But I did not want these sessions to end at all. They were obsessing me and everyday since they started I felt as if I needed more and more. Maybe Danny was right in what he told me. Perhaps I was mad.

I remained silent watching him as he looked back at me. Then he placed the palm of his hand gently on my pussy and I flinched and sighed. I wanted to feel the pleasure now and without having to ask, Marcus positioned himself between the stirrups, held my thighs and began to give me oral sex. I was very sensitive, and the feel of his lapping tongue exploring my sex just sent me into a mild frenzy. The sucking of my clitoris made me feel trapped in my bonds, I wanted to reach out and hold him, but I just rode the waves of excitement that he sent through me, almost reaching my climax so quickly and so intensely.

Suddenly he stopped and moved to the side of the table, checking the monitor. “Very good Norma. I see what I’m doing now is giving you pleasure.” I looked up at him with partly closed eyes and nodded my reply. I was in a trance, lost in that moment, between sexual exotica and reality. I felt his glans against my lips and licked on it wildly with my tongue, tasting him. “I will release your hands now, give you freedom to move and do as you please.”

“Yes…oh yes!” I gasped, taking him into both hands and sucking wildly on his cock. It felt so hard and so gorgeous. I wanted more and more. I needed it so much. That taste of his precum became a drug to my sensorium. I was truly obsessed with it and no matter what state of mind I was in, mad or sane, I needed to taste it so badly.

He allowed me to give him oral sex until I had sucked him clean, making him soaked with my saliva and looking up I gave him a smile that signalled to him that I was ready to take him inside of me. And without hesitation, he moved to position himself between the stirrups, releasing my ankles from the ties, so that he could lie over me and enter my sex freely unrestricted.

He began to jerk and pump into me like crazy; both our emotions locked into one perfect conclusive end…to both come in harmonious ecstasy that lovemaking should always achieve between two lovers.

The act completed, Marcus seemed very loving indeed as we kissed passionately, locked in each other’s embraces. I did not want to let him go, and wanted for that moment to last forever. This man, this person who was my boss and my master I suppose, in all of these games that I was now playing without objection was becoming something more passionately involved to me. He was my lover, and I was beginning to feel something for him, much more than I did for Danny.

“Did that feel like you need help Norma, or that you are mad?” Marcus whispered, kissing my ears and making me want even more of his tender loving. I replied by holding him closer, affirming to him that this cannot be wrong. “I think it is about time you knew something about ‘innocent’ little Danny!” he continued. “I know all about Danny and the things he does that you don’t even know about.” I opened my eyes and thought about what Marcus had just told me. How can he know Danny? They were strangers to each other, surely?

I gently eased myself away from Marcus’ tender kissing and leaned up on the table, looking at him. “Marcus? What are you saying? You know my Danny?”

Fifteen: Marcus. ……Dreamweaver32

I think Norma’s reaction to the pleasure side of her medical was answer enough to my question. She wanted to continue with our game and learn about the submissive side of her nature and as we lay together, in post coital euphoria, it became clear to me that there was something developing between us, which was not just a Dom/sub relationship. When she asked me if I knew Danny, I felt that I had better tell her the truth and hoped that she wouldn’t be hurt by my revelations.

“Yes hon, I do know him, well not know, but know of him, if you see what I mean?” She looked gorgeous lying there on one elbow, looking up at me and I felt the urge to repeat what we had just done, all over again. But, no, I thought I had better get it over with, so I started to tell her what I knew. I asked her to cast her mind back to when I had caught her reading that email from Danny and found her masturbating. Well, I had taken his email address and gave it to Monique. She is a techno wizard with computers and we found out where he lived and she tracked him for a night. I then asked her if she didn’t find it odd, that Danny had been celibate and they only indulged in mutual masturbation and occasional oral sex. She just looked at me as if to say…‘Go on…’

It turned out that Danny was visiting a little known, but quite high class BDSM club. Monique did know about it however and was an infrequent member. She followed him in and saw that he was quite well known and liked by many, but mainly by the Dommes. It seems that he works in the club and is available for use by the female patrons, nothing too severe as I understood it, but enough to tire him out occasionally. The night that Danny had visited Norma for dinner and they ended up making love, had caused Danny to rethink his lifestyle and fill his head with feelings previously unknown to him. Seeing the way she dressed as I like and arriving home a bit disheveled, had put doubts in his mind and after questioning her about other men in her life, he felt that he had to seal their fragile relationship by making love. I asked her if she had noticed a change in Danny since that night and she said that she had, but had put it down to her own feelings and not his. I leant forward, took her face between my hands and kissed her,

“So you see Norma, it is not just you who had a secret to tell and it would seem that Danny has not had the courage to tell you about his yet. I have a feeling hon, that, that might change quite soon.”

Sixteen: Norma.

I listened to what Marcus had to say very carefully. Danny had a secret life and I never even realised it. That is, if Marcus was telling me the truth. Maybe it was part of the game? But the celibate part of it convinced me that it had to be fact, as I had told nobody else about that, and it was something personal between Danny and I.

“May I have the rest of the day off Marcus?” I asked, returning his affections and sitting beside him on the examination table. His hands smoothed over my shoulders and then he nibbled my ear. “It is important…”

“I thought you had lots of work to catch up on, Norma? And I think you want the time off just to see Danny and bother him over something that isn’t all that important.” I turned to look at him and smiled. He knew exactly what was going through my mind. Marcus was certainly a very cunning man, as well as handsome.

The thing that attracted me to him was his looks, his personality and of course, his obsession with BDSM. Something that had always intrigued me ever since I was into discovering sexuality. This was not my first encounter with BDSM as such. And I remember that first time quite clearly now, although brief, that it was.

“What are you thinking of, Norma? You seem to be in deep thought.”

I was in deep thought. Remembering that night in the past that I visited a man at his workshop as a dare. And what we dared ourselves to do could have been dangerous. I turned to Marcus and told him about what I was reminiscing:

It was a dark late autumn evening and it was raining hard. Not many girls would dare to do what we did and in a way it was something that was more than just curiosity that took us there to his workshop. It was the stories of what he liked to do that seemed to fuel some of our sexual inquisitiveness. The man you see was not old, but quite a handsome man who said very little in words and his gorgeous smile and expressions attracted us by himself.

I watched him standing by the workshop door through the rain, as if he was expecting me to be there. He was playing with a leather strap in his hand and smiling at me and it seemed instinctive to just go to him.

Once inside the workshop he closed the doors and locked them. Then he walked over to me and ran his fingers through my wet hair, leaning forwards to kiss me. And that kiss was so amazingly breathtaking and so relaxing. My heart began to pound so hard in my chest and I was excited. What was about to happen, just simply had to happen. If there was any fear, then it had melted away completely.

I allowed him to remove my clothes as his lips kissed and his tongue slid over every single exposed part of my rain-dampened skin. I stood with my eyes closed just feeling his sweet caresses until he had stripped me naked. And then he sat me down on old wooden chair, tying my wrists together behind the backrest, before standing in front of me, slowly dropping to his knees.

All the time not a word was uttered between us. That was part of the game, part of the dare and he seemed to know this and trusted our silence at his own risk. We simply accepted what was happening, as if in a way, he was providing us with a personal kind of service. Something he did that felt so nice and we had to go there to try it.

His hand slid between my naked thighs, opening them up wider, as our eyes met, locked in a silent stare. Then using his fingers he brushed over my pubic hair and he leaned in to take a deep breath and the aroma of my sex, all the time looking at me as if watching for my reaction. His finger then probed gently along the lips, moving along them repeatedly until each time it went deeper and deeper between them and I could feel him brushing my clit. I gasped, letting out an almost silent lament.


I nudged forward, allowing him to use his fingers to open my sex wider and wider. He raised two fingers closed together and licked them slowly with his tongue. Then he gently pushed them inside of me, deeper and deeper, pushing in and retracting them, faster and faster each time, each thrust. It began to feel so good as his thumb pressed against my clit and eventually I was screaming out with ecstatic pleasure as he brought me to my orgasm, slowly bringing me down from the climax, using the lubrication of my release to smoothly massage my pussy lips with the palm of his hand.

“That was all he did.” I finally explained to Marcus, watching him listening to me intently. “All the time I was tied by my wrists, unable to touch him with my hands. Was that BDSM? Or maybe something else? Tell me Marcus, I need to know?”

Seventeen: Marcus. ……Dreamweaver32

I listened to Norma’s tale of her first encounter with the submissive side of her nature and was horrified that one so intelligent could have left herself open to the very obvious dangers that could have been associated with her actions that day. I turned to her, hugged her close to me.

“Norma! Whatever were you thinking? You were so very lucky that this man was not into the darker side of BDSM. You willingly gave yourself to him, and you might have been very badly hurt. You could not have blamed him for doing it. I guess he recognised that you wanted to experiment and gave you a very gentle introduction. But Norma, real BDSM is a lifestyle and has to be explored very carefully before any commitment is ever made.”

I went on to answer her question; and told her that, what she had experienced was BDSM in it’s mildest form and that there are so many different variations of bondage, discipline and sado-masochism, BDSM for short. She would have to decide for herself what she felt, and if she ever considered herself to be submissive. Seeing the look of confusion on her face, I thought it was time to tell her of my own experiences, which got me into exploring the BDSM lifestyle in the first place.

I began at the very beginning and a good place to start I thought. When that bitch caught me, moonlighting with another firm, strictly forbidden by my contract, but because of the crap pay we were on, it was something we all tended to do. It was just my luck to be working my second job for another woman, who had the same lesbian tendencies as my own boss at the time, and yes, they turned out to be lovers… shit!… what were the chances of that happening? But by sod’s law it happened to me.

I was nineteen at the time, green as grass and easy prey to these two men hating bitches. I knew I was in trouble as soon as I saw Greta striding purposefully in my direction. My arse was nipping chocolate buttons, and I was in deep shit, I just didn’t know how much at the time and how it would change my life…forever.

Greta gave me a withering glance, “Ah! Young Marcus, what the hell are you doing here? I think that when you are finished for the night, you should come along to the Boss’s office. Be there ok? Or it will be the worst for you, if I have to report in tomorrow” she demanded. I didn’t know what to do; I needed this job, so I went along with her command and presented myself at the office. I guess it all sounds a bit familiar, and probably, what made me do the same with Norma, even down to using my office to carry out my fantasies of BDSM.

When I was told to enter the office, I stopped dead in my tracks. I had never seen two naked women before, let alone, two naked women locked intimately in each other’s arms and fondling each other, as these two were doing in front of me. My instincts took over and I began to get an erection, which didn’t go unnoticed by Greta.

“Come closer Marcus, stand in front of us and strip,” she said, still fondling her friend’s ample breasts. When I hesitated, she reminded me of the consequences, so I complied and got rid of my clothes. My previously proud erection had now shrivelled into something resembling a prawn, a very cold one at that. This, of course, brought howls of mirth from the two lovers on the couch and I wished the floor would open up and swallow me whole.

Greta, when she stopped laughing, said, “Get on your knees Marcus, we are both sticky with cum and need to be cleaned up. You appear to be clever enough for two cleaning jobs, so let’s see if you are good enough to clean up two women.” Reluctantly, I did as she told me and crawled towards them. God… do some people not know the meaning of personal hygiene? I thought, as my tongue made contact with Greta’s foul smelling and equally, foul tasting pussy.

To cut a long story short, this continued for months, always the same two females and always, the office. What started out, as my humiliation became more and more physical, whippings, insertions, cock and ball torture, you name it, and these two bitches did it.

The crunch came, when they began to discuss how it would be nice to have their very own eunuch and maybe I would be just be the right guy to accommodate them. I panicked; I eventually came to my senses and put an end to it. How I did that, is yet another story and one I do not think that Norma was ready to hear…just yet.

Eighteen: Norma.

I listened to Marcus tell me his story as he held me. It felt so comforting and I rested my head against his chest, hearing his heart thumping rapidly as he reached the erotic parts of his tale, and I could not help thinking that his introduction to BDSM was somewhat cruel. Unlike mine, I was willing to be touched in the most intimate places by the stranger. It was something a group of us did as curious teenagers, open minded and daring to do, not just for satisfying our curiosity, but for the thrill of having a handsome stranger, who did not even know us, make us have an orgasm that was beyond anything we had ever experienced at the time.

That time was soon forgotten until now. The games that Marcus and I began to play with Monique had opened up my memory and the thoughts of submission. I had submitted to the stranger’s intimate touches and allowed him access to my closely guarded secrets.

Then I thought about Danny and Monique. The man I allowed to live with me as a lover had a secret passion for BDSM too, and he criticised me for revealing openly what Marcus and I did in the same vein.

That evening I went home early with permission from Marcus, so that I arrived well before Danny got home. I showered and instead of dressing in my casuals, I remained naked, brushed and blew my hair until It was fluffy, the way I knew that Danny liked it. And instead of removing my make-up, I applied even more, and this time using the deep rouge lipstick I never used since purchasing it. I looked so different in the mirror as I glanced at myself. And daringly, I placed some of the rouge on my nipples to make them more attractive.

When Danny rang the doorbell, I peeped through the spy-hole of the front door, checking that it was he. I could see the bunch of red roses in his hand that he ceremonially brought me every evening. Then I opened the door, as naked as eve, to receive him. His eyes widened and I smiled back at him. “Well, are you coming in or staying out in the cold?”

Danny walked in, still unable to take his wide glances from me. “I knew you were going crazy Norma, but I think…”

“You think I have gone too far? I know what you’re thinking Danny, but I don’t care anymore.” I closed the door and wrapped my arms around him and kissed him on the cheek, leaving a rouge impression on his face. “I bet you’re wondering what’s got into me aren’t you?”

“Whatever it is Norma, I’m not sure about it,” he replied. I could feel his hand smoothing over my buttocks and I gave him a wink and smile which seemed to encourage him to grip with his fingertips. “But I have never seen you like this before. You look different. Your hair…your face…”

“My lips.” I said, almost in a whisper, looking him in the eyes. “Do you like what you see Danny? Do you? Do I remind you of anyone you know?” I ran my finger gently over his face and watched him thinking deeply. I could almost hear his brain ticking and then he gave a deep breath, almost a sigh. “Yes, I do don’t I darling. Tell me her name…please?”

“I’m convinced you are crazy Norma, I really am. I don’t even understand what you are talking about or even know what all this is about.” I looked back at him with my best sad expression and pouted, still stroking his face gently.

“Oh Danny, I know what you’ve been doing. Please tell me her name…please?” He became nervous now and his glance drifted away from me. “Yes, I know all about it. You can tell me and I promise that I will not get angry with you. You trust me don’t you?”

“Mistress Monique,” he whispered. I replied with a smile. “Someone told you I suppose?”
I said nothing and kept on smiling and stroking his face, watching his expression of both guilt and relief of confession. It was then I had him where I wanted and now I could peel away, layer after layer of his secret life. And at the same time, that evening I got him to show me the things he liked doing as a submissive eunuch for his Mistress Monique.

Nineteen: Marcus. ……Dreamweaver32

I could see that Norma was anxious to get home to confront Danny with her newly discovered information about his secret life, so I allowed her to go early, reminding her to turn up for morning inspection as usual. She grinned at me, gave me a lingering kiss and hurried out of the office.
As soon as she had left, I gave Monique a ring and told her that I wanted to see her in my office in fifteen minutes. She arrived, well within the quarter of hour, looking her normal stunning self and very keen to find out how Norma had taken the news about Danny. I told her that she had been quite calm about the whole thing and had left early to hear the details from him, in his own words. Monique knew about the treat I had planned for Norma this coming weekend, in fact she was looking forward to it as she was having Danny stay over and be her slave the whole time Norma was away. What she didn’t know was that I had plans for her and Danny,

“Monique, you can have your Danny for the first day we are away, but, I want you to turn up on the second day, bringing Danny with you. It will be interesting to see how they react to each others submissiveness.” A wicked grin crossed Monique’s pretty face and I could see that the more she thought of it, the more aroused she became. Her nipples were straining against the material of her tight white blouse and she was shifting about in her chair as if trying to ease an itch between her nylon clad legs.

“Come here Monique, I do believe that have something bothering you and I better find out what it is!” I said in a low voice. She stood up slowly, approached my chair and stood in front of me, just as she had seen Norma do a few days earlier. I ran my hands up her stockings, feeling the heat from the tops of her soft thighs until my fingers eventually discovered her freshly shaved mound. I was pleasantly surprised that she had remembered my instructions from earlier and I roughly inserted two fingers into her dampening pussy. She gasped and I could feel her muscles contract around them, trying to suck them in deeper and her juices flowed over my probing digits. I withdrew and reached for her tits, I took her nipples, through her blouse, between my thumbs and fingers and slowly increased the pressure, pulling them towards me,

“Strip Monique, leave on the stockings and garter belt and then remove my clothes too.” She did as I commanded and soon had us both naked. I sat down and pulled her over my lap, my hard cock pressing into her soft stomach and I began to slap her upturned buttocks. I loved to see them quiver and redden as my palm left its mark on them. I paused between every stroke and caressed them, my fingers dipped into her red hot slit and I tasted her sweet honey. I had her sit astride me facing the desk and I entered that slippery haven, pulling her hips down as mine rose, to thrust myself as deeply as possible. I bent her forward to expose her tight little anus to my view and took out a vibrator from the desk drawer, holding to her lips I told her to get it good and wet as she was about to have us both inside her hot body. As she prepared the vibrator, I attached an invoice clamp to each nipple which made her cry out, in both pain and pleasure. When the vibrator was sufficiently lubricated, she passed it back to me and I slowly inserted it past her tight sphincter. The feeling against my cock was incredible and I rode her even harder. She responded by sitting back against me and pushing the vibrator in as deep as she could, I felt her inner muscles begin to flutter and knew she was close to her climax. I increased the speed of my thrusts and just as I felt her start to cum, I pulled off the clamps and she screamed as her dam burst and she flooded us both with her creamy ejaculate. That sent me over the edge too and my hot spunk soon joined hers. After a few moments to recover, I pushed her onto her knees and she cleaned me of our combined juices and looking up at me, she licked her lips and smiled,

“Thank you Sir! I needed that and I think you did too!”

After we got dressed and back to something like normality, I reminded her of this coming weekend and what her role would be. She winked at me as she left and said,

“Trust me Marcus, this will be as much my treat as Norma’s!”

Twenty: Norma.
I stood by the window and looked over to Danny crouched on the bed with his wrists bound in front of him and the black silk blindfold tied around his head. At first thoughts he looked pathetic and completely innocuous to do anything. Folding my arms I listened to him whimper. “Norma, where are you? Are you still in the room?”

I smiled to myself and wondered why this man would put himself in such a situation. It was nothing compared to the macho image I had of him before that night. His ass was red with the marks I had left behind from the constant beating with the table tennis bat, the closest thing we had to a paddle. His cock hung limp with his flaccid scrotum and I admired that subjugated maleness he allowed himself to be put under. Why?

He kept on repeating, “Where are you?” but I did not answer him. Instead, I took the curtain tieback and rolled it tightly, then quietly and slowly made my way to the bed. There I leaped on him, kneeling behind him I grabbed his hair in my fingers, pulled his head back towards me and stuffed the tieback into his mouth, using it as a gag. He gave out a muffled whine and I continued to grip his hair.

“Do you like this Danny?” I asked. He moaned his reply, which I assumed, was his approval. “Do you like pain…do you? Do you want me to fucking hurt you?” I gripped tighter until his moan went louder. “Yes! You are fucking loving this aren’t you?” I then reached for his cock and began to rub it, pulling back the foreskin in my fingers, sticky from both our cum, and growing harder every second. “Oh yes, you are loving this aren’t you darling?”

I leaned in closer and lowered my voice, almost whispering into his ear. “Now I’m going to fuck you Danny…really fuck you good and proper, like you have never been fucked before.” I placed lots of emphasis on the word ‘fuck’ to add a certain demand in my verbal expression. “And do you know why I’m going to do that?” I asked him. He moaned his reply. “Because Danny, you are a wimpy little man, and you belong to me. Nobody else…” I gripped tighter on his hair. “Is that understood you fucking little wimp?”

Whether or not he was enjoying the game I was playing, I certainly was. I was coming to terms with being his dom and yes I wanted to humiliate him, make him cry like a baby if I so wished to. Somehow, I had discovered a side to me I never realised existed and I loved it.

I made him lie on the bed with his legs opened wide, each one hanging over the sides. Then I knelt between them and began to suck, nip and blow his hard cock, squeezing his balls between my fingers and pulling back his foreskin so that it was tight. He moaned and squirmed under my control as I induced both pain and pleasure and then he shot his cum into the air like a leaping tenuous worm, settling over my hair as it landed. Thicker dribbles of cum trickled over my fingers as I took it into my mouth and spat it out again. And all I could hear was his muffled cries of ecstasy as I licked his cock and my fingers clean and making me spew my own juices freely from my tingling pussy.

Later I took a shower and Danny sat naked on the edge of the bathtub watching me. No words were spoken between us and I pretended not to notice the expression on his face. A look of admiration for his new mistress, now that I had conquered him and so I turned off the shower, reached out my hand, spat water from my mouth and stared at him, silently demanding he pass me the clean fresh towel.

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