sinderellie
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Hello all. I've had this idea about a bdsm based story that I want to write out into a possible book or trilogy but all I have so far is a large paragraph and I wanted some feedback to see if it's worth putting the time into. There are a lot of sexy bits floating around in my head for these characters but this is what I have so far. I hope it's ok to post here. It's obviously not long enough to submit for a full story.
We fell into a routine. Most days after everyone went home he'd call me in, close the door and make use of me in some way. Some days I did office work naked, some days I was his footstool while he made calls. On some rare occasions I was allowed to sit under his desk while he played with my hair and told me about his day. One Friday we were doing the latter when Steve, one of the partners, walked in to talk to him about something. I freaked out. What if he saw me?! But he quickly moved his chair forward and covered any trace of me. So I sat there on the floor while they talked. At some point they talked about how well I was doing and what a "good office girl" I was. Then they discussed my breasts at length, which should have been fine because they both had nothing but good things to say, but the way they talked about me made me feel like a piece of meat. Steve left shortly after. He went and locked his office door, came back to his chair, sat down and looked at me with a rakish smile. "Up" he said and up I went. "Over my lap" he said and damn if I didn't bend over. He lifted
my skirt up just enough to get it out of the way of my panties. Moving his hand slowly around my ass he reach my lips and let his fingers linger there. I started breathing faster in anticipation. My face turned a nice shade of red when it hit me that what he felt was a soaked piece of fabric. "That's what I thought" he said with a smile. As his fingers lingered on my wet panties I let out a soft moan. He reached out with his free hand and grabbed a hand full of hair at the nape of my neck. Pulling my head back, he forced my eyes to meet his as he said "Up". With a small whimper I stood up trying to hide my red face and disappointment. After weeks of this dance I was hoping he'd give me some relief but no luck. "What is it you thought Sir?" I said nonchalantly. "You like humiliation. I suspected as much but it's good to be sure. Gives me something to work with". My face turned even more scarlet and my jaw dropped. "I do not!!" I stopped myself short of stomping my foot like a child. "Hmm I thought we'd discussed lying. I'll remember that. Get back to your desk and finish your work. Then come back to my office once everyone's cleared out. Normally I don't care but there might be some sounds that are hard to explain". Well shit now I don't know if I should be excited or worried. Who amI kidding? I'm both.
We fell into a routine. Most days after everyone went home he'd call me in, close the door and make use of me in some way. Some days I did office work naked, some days I was his footstool while he made calls. On some rare occasions I was allowed to sit under his desk while he played with my hair and told me about his day. One Friday we were doing the latter when Steve, one of the partners, walked in to talk to him about something. I freaked out. What if he saw me?! But he quickly moved his chair forward and covered any trace of me. So I sat there on the floor while they talked. At some point they talked about how well I was doing and what a "good office girl" I was. Then they discussed my breasts at length, which should have been fine because they both had nothing but good things to say, but the way they talked about me made me feel like a piece of meat. Steve left shortly after. He went and locked his office door, came back to his chair, sat down and looked at me with a rakish smile. "Up" he said and up I went. "Over my lap" he said and damn if I didn't bend over. He lifted
my skirt up just enough to get it out of the way of my panties. Moving his hand slowly around my ass he reach my lips and let his fingers linger there. I started breathing faster in anticipation. My face turned a nice shade of red when it hit me that what he felt was a soaked piece of fabric. "That's what I thought" he said with a smile. As his fingers lingered on my wet panties I let out a soft moan. He reached out with his free hand and grabbed a hand full of hair at the nape of my neck. Pulling my head back, he forced my eyes to meet his as he said "Up". With a small whimper I stood up trying to hide my red face and disappointment. After weeks of this dance I was hoping he'd give me some relief but no luck. "What is it you thought Sir?" I said nonchalantly. "You like humiliation. I suspected as much but it's good to be sure. Gives me something to work with". My face turned even more scarlet and my jaw dropped. "I do not!!" I stopped myself short of stomping my foot like a child. "Hmm I thought we'd discussed lying. I'll remember that. Get back to your desk and finish your work. Then come back to my office once everyone's cleared out. Normally I don't care but there might be some sounds that are hard to explain". Well shit now I don't know if I should be excited or worried. Who amI kidding? I'm both.
