monique_minx
Passionate Disgrace
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Claire Sutton shuffled paperwork around and placed it in an outgoing box before moving back to the computer, the phone rang just as she sat down.
“Everbright dental, how can I help you?” She answered with her ‘customer service voice’.
“Ok, yes, no problem Mrs. Hayfield, yes we’ll see Henry at 9am Thursday next week. Yes, mm-hmm, ok, have a great day. Goodbye.”
Claire rubbed her hazel eyes; it had to be home time soon! This was the longest Friday shift of her life and it felt odd that at 24, she was already sick of this mundane, routine system. She unbuttoned her navy cardigan and removed it, her soft white blouse beneath it – blessedly coffee stain free. Her make up was minimal and natural as usual, a weakness for mascara though made her already long, dark lashes really pop!
She readjusted a pin in her hair, keeping her wavy blaze of copper fire red hair in check was almost a full time job at work. Even hair spray couldn't tame it enough to get through the day without at least one pin popping its hold on the mass. She considered that she didn’t really have anything to look forward to, her boyfriend Jake was going away camping for the weekend and her roommate was abroad for some exchange program, though blessedly still paying her half of the rent. It was nice to have the place to herself for an extended period, she had to admit.
What she was really looking forward to was getting online to read and reply to her SRPs. She’d created a handle for herself there: ‘ButtonedUp’ and had dared to dabble herself after reading along for so long. The BDSM threads really got her going, she didn’t really understand why but she felt she identified with the submissives in those stories. The thrill of reading about kneeling, punishment and praise. Oh and the bondage! They were so inventive, she never knew there was so many ways to restrain a person!
She’d dabbled at home, using regular clothespins on her nipples, smacking herself with a typical ruler, trying to hold poses for extended periods but then becoming bored – it was different in the stories with a Dominant in command, way hotter. Tying herself up proved ridiculous and too difficult so she didn’t bother pursuing that. She’d looked up a few places online and quickly closed the webpages; she couldn’t explore that. No way!
There was one person she confided in though, one of her longest SRP partners. He just seemed to ‘get’ her and the fact that they lived in the same time zone was just an added bonus, he was usually online whenever she was. It was at his suggestion that she’d started wearing lacy underwear to work, he’d told her to try not wearing any but that was a step she just wasn’t ready for. What if someone realised there was nothing under her pencil skirt?! He told her that was the point and god how she wanted to just do everything he said but it wasn’t his life and subsequent humiliation at stake here. Although, the idea of that kind of humiliation really turned her on quite a bit.
Claire’s phone vibrated in her purse and she reached down next to her low heeled black strappy work shoe to grab it. She fished it out and opened a Snapchat from Jake entitled ‘Yeah the boys!’ She rolled her eyes; he was fist pumping on the beach with a beer in hand.
“Bye Claire!”
Claire looked up to see Ruby waving at her, her eyes darted to the clock and she breathed a deep sigh of relief, 4:30pm – knockoff time.
“Bye Ruby!” She waved back quickly and then looked back at Jake’s snap, deciding the shortest and happiest ‘for him’ answer would be best.
“Looks like a great day, have fun babe.” She muttered as she typed quickly and then threw her phone in her bag, snatching it up and exiting the office.
She jumped in her little green buzz box (as she affectionately called it) and started her up, “Take me home!” She groaned with relief that the week was finally over.
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Claire Sutton shuffled paperwork around and placed it in an outgoing box before moving back to the computer, the phone rang just as she sat down.
“Everbright dental, how can I help you?” She answered with her ‘customer service voice’.
“Ok, yes, no problem Mrs. Hayfield, yes we’ll see Henry at 9am Thursday next week. Yes, mm-hmm, ok, have a great day. Goodbye.”
Claire rubbed her hazel eyes; it had to be home time soon! This was the longest Friday shift of her life and it felt odd that at 24, she was already sick of this mundane, routine system. She unbuttoned her navy cardigan and removed it, her soft white blouse beneath it – blessedly coffee stain free. Her make up was minimal and natural as usual, a weakness for mascara though made her already long, dark lashes really pop!
She readjusted a pin in her hair, keeping her wavy blaze of copper fire red hair in check was almost a full time job at work. Even hair spray couldn't tame it enough to get through the day without at least one pin popping its hold on the mass. She considered that she didn’t really have anything to look forward to, her boyfriend Jake was going away camping for the weekend and her roommate was abroad for some exchange program, though blessedly still paying her half of the rent. It was nice to have the place to herself for an extended period, she had to admit.
What she was really looking forward to was getting online to read and reply to her SRPs. She’d created a handle for herself there: ‘ButtonedUp’ and had dared to dabble herself after reading along for so long. The BDSM threads really got her going, she didn’t really understand why but she felt she identified with the submissives in those stories. The thrill of reading about kneeling, punishment and praise. Oh and the bondage! They were so inventive, she never knew there was so many ways to restrain a person!
She’d dabbled at home, using regular clothespins on her nipples, smacking herself with a typical ruler, trying to hold poses for extended periods but then becoming bored – it was different in the stories with a Dominant in command, way hotter. Tying herself up proved ridiculous and too difficult so she didn’t bother pursuing that. She’d looked up a few places online and quickly closed the webpages; she couldn’t explore that. No way!
There was one person she confided in though, one of her longest SRP partners. He just seemed to ‘get’ her and the fact that they lived in the same time zone was just an added bonus, he was usually online whenever she was. It was at his suggestion that she’d started wearing lacy underwear to work, he’d told her to try not wearing any but that was a step she just wasn’t ready for. What if someone realised there was nothing under her pencil skirt?! He told her that was the point and god how she wanted to just do everything he said but it wasn’t his life and subsequent humiliation at stake here. Although, the idea of that kind of humiliation really turned her on quite a bit.
Claire’s phone vibrated in her purse and she reached down next to her low heeled black strappy work shoe to grab it. She fished it out and opened a Snapchat from Jake entitled ‘Yeah the boys!’ She rolled her eyes; he was fist pumping on the beach with a beer in hand.
“Bye Claire!”
Claire looked up to see Ruby waving at her, her eyes darted to the clock and she breathed a deep sigh of relief, 4:30pm – knockoff time.
“Bye Ruby!” She waved back quickly and then looked back at Jake’s snap, deciding the shortest and happiest ‘for him’ answer would be best.
“Looks like a great day, have fun babe.” She muttered as she typed quickly and then threw her phone in her bag, snatching it up and exiting the office.
She jumped in her little green buzz box (as she affectionately called it) and started her up, “Take me home!” She groaned with relief that the week was finally over.
