Riley's Reckoning

by Claire Britain

  “Whatever you want, ma’am,” Riley retorted back.

  “Good girl, you are learning,” Joanna replied, taking another sip of her wine before leaving the bed and placing her glass on the dresser.

  She went to the docking station on the wall and began to scroll through her music collection.

  “Ah, here we are, nothing like a little opera to awaken the senses.”

  Riley heard the voice of a female soprano start to emanate loudly from the speakers that surrounded the room, as Joanna approached her on the bench.

  “Now then, girl,” Joanna began, as she put the tip of the crop below Riley’s chin. “You’ll do everything I tell you to, speak only when spoken to and if you come without my permission I’ll punish your lovely bottom inside and out. Do you understand me?”

  Riley’s eyes went wide at the last admonishment from her lover and a deep blush spread across her face.

  “Tut, tut, not a very good start, is it?” Joanna declared, as she moved the crop away from Riley’s chin and flicked it down sharply across her behind.

  “Ow! No, I mean yes, ma’am!” Riley cried, wincing at the sharp sting the crop had left.

  “That’s better, now down!” Joanna ordered, slapping the padded surface of the bench with the crop.

  Riley obeyed instantly, and she leaned forward and rested her torso on the slanted padded surface, bringing her arms to rest on the padded side rails. Riley was all too aware of the vulnerable position she was in over the bench. Her bottom stuck out prominently and her legs were spread wide so Joanna had full access to her sopping pussy.

  “Wait here, my darling, enjoy the music but don’t move. I’ll be back in moment,” Joanna said, disappearing into the closet.

  Riley stole a glance behind her, as she heard Joanna return to the room.

  “What did I tell you, girl?” Joanna asked, whipping the tails of her flogger down hard across Riley’s bottom.

  “Ow!” Riley shot back up and rubbed her bottom feverishly, trying to rub away the sting the heavy tails had made but when she saw the look of displeasure on Joanna’s face, she settled back down into position.

  The next thing Riley felt was a blindfold being placed over her eyes and around her head. Riley’s senses were heightened, as the opera started to crescendo around the room. Joanna was silent. Riley couldn’t tell where she was and she expected to feel the sting of Joanna’s flogger or the bite of the crop but instead she felt soft fur, caressing her arms, up around her shoulders and neck and down her back, bringing her flesh to life and leaving goosebumps in its wake.

  Joanna had on some kind of fur mitt that she was caressing her with and when she stroked it over her bottom cheeks, Riley moaned with desire.

  The soprano belted out the aria at the top of her lungs as Joanna dipped her fingers deep between Riley’s legs, playing in her wet center and teasing her clit as the mitt stroked over her bottom.

  “Mmm… please, Jo,” Riley moaned.

  Joanna immediately stopped; the next thing Riley felt was hot breath at her ear.

  “Bad girl, you disappoint me, Riley. Now I’m going to have to punish you! Such disobedience. I think perhaps you need something to remind you to do as you’re told.”

  Riley was wrapped up in her euphoric moment but she still hated the fact she disobeyed Joanna’s simple instructions and she waited for the fallout in anticipation. She tried to hear what Joanna was doing over the Italian singer. She didn’t have to wait long, before she felt cool liquid drip down between her nether cheeks. Riley’s breathing began to increase as she felt Joanna’s finger rub the cool liquid over her forbidden opening and slide a fingertip inside, making Riley gasp.

  “Trust me, just relax,” Joanna said, as Riley felt the tip of a small dildo invade her most private opening.

  Riley was eager to do her lover’s bidding but as she felt the object slide further inside her, it made her tight ring stretch uncomfortably. She wanted to object but at the same time please her dominant partner and the feeling was not entirely unpleasant, as Riley began to feel her arousal betray her instincts. Just as Riley didn’t think she could accept any more of the foreign object, it slid in easily and seated snugly in her bottom.

  “Good girl, how does that feel, Riley? It’s nice, isn’t it, you like my little plug in your naughty bottom, don’t you?” Joanna asked, as she once again began to play in Riley’s wet folds while pushing and twirling the plug inside her bottom.

  Riley moaned, trying desperately not to grind on Joanna’s hand in an attempt to relieve her intense arousal. If Joanna so much as brushed her pulsing clit it would send Riley over the edge. Riley felt a sudden intense void when her lover removed her hands. She could hear Joanna moving and a little moan emanated along with the soprano from somewhere in the room.

  “Darling, you’re simply gorgeous, I don’t know how I can possibly resist you but you are so very naughty! Mmm, see what you do to me, Riley?” Joanna said as she brushed wet fingers against Riley’s lips.

  Riley instinctively opened her mouth and Joanna slipped two fingers inside. She could taste Joanna’s arousal on her fingers and she sucked on them eagerly. Joanna removed her fingers and Riley felt Joanna’s hand behind her head.

  “Do you like that, do you want to taste me, Riley?”

  “Fuck, yes!” Riley breathed, as Joanna grasped her hair firmly.

  “Good, because I have to punish you. While I’m doing that you will pleasure me and you won’t stop feeling my flogger until you make me come, my darling.”

  Riley felt the thick tails of the flogger whip down on her bottom, making contact with the base of the plug inside her and straying down between her legs stinging her sensitive bud.

  “Ahh!” Riley cried, partly from the sting but mostly from her intense arousal.

  Joanna pulled Riley’s head forward and Riley buried her face in Joanna’s sweet folds and began lapping eagerly.

  Riley felt the sting again and again and Joanna thrust her pussy further into Riley’s face each time she connected with the flogger.

  Riley couldn’t help herself as she attempted to grind on the surface of the bench.

  “No, you don’t, miss!” Joanna admonished, bringing the flogger down smartly again.

  Riley had to concentrate and despite the intense pleasure and pain she was feeling, she trapped Joanna’s clit gently between her teeth and started sucking and flicking it with her tongue.

  “Oh, baby, that’s it!” Joanna encouraged. “Oh yeah, oh yeah!”

  Riley knew Joanna was nearly there; the flogger had stopped connecting and Joanna was guiding her head and thrusting her hips to the rhythm of Riley’s tongue.

  As she brought her lover to her climax, Riley could no longer hold back as her own orgasm peaked.

  “Hold on, darling!” Joanna said as Riley felt fast hot breath between her legs.

  Joanna’s tongue circled her pulsing bud from behind and her hand toyed with the base of the plug that was inside her. Once again, she heard the crescendo of the opera’s aria.

  Riley could no longer control herself as all the sensations began to overwhelm her. She felt almost dizzy, the feeling of Joanna’s tongue working her clit, her stinging bottom from the thick tails of Joanna’s flogger, the music blaring in the room, and her bottom pulsing around the plug inside her.

  “Oh, god, yes, Jo!” Riley cried out, seconds before the most intense orgasm shook her and she collapsed on the surface of the bench.

  * * *

  “Jo, what was the music?” Riley asked as she snuggled into Joanna’s chest.

  “Madame Butterfly, it’s an opera by Puccini.”

  “It was beautiful.”

  “It’s a tragedy.”

  “A tragedy, what about?”

  “Well, a young westerner, a naval lieutenant, I think. He gets stationed in Japan where he marries for convenience to a young geisha girl, Butterfly.”

  “Why convenience? Did he get her pregnant?”

  “No, I
mean, not at first. More of a temporary arrangement, it was never meant to last.”

  “Then why did he marry her?”

  “Well, it was different back then in Japan, I guess. When he left on his military duty she found out she was pregnant. She kept hoping for his return and when his ship finally did sail into the harbor he had remarried an American girl.”

  “What a bastard, I hope she got her revenge!”

  “Well, not exactly, she thought he had come back for her but when she found out he had remarried she agreed to give her son up if he came in person to get him. She was devastated, and just as her husband came back for the son, he realized he still loved Butterfly, but it was too late. She slit her throat with her father’s dagger. That was the end, when she sounded so sad,” Joanna explained.

  “Shit, will you take me?”

  “To the opera?”

  “Yes, it was so powerful, I want to see it.”

  “You sure that was the opera?” Joanna said with a grin. “You never fail to surprise me, Riley Carrington. That’s why I fell hopelessly in love with you. But to the opera? Are you sure? It’s not quite your style.”

  “Really?” Riley said as she playfully slapped Joanna’s arm. “Well, I think I’d like to see you hit one of those high notes!”

  “And how do you propose I do that?” Joanna inquired with a smile.

  “Like this,” Riley replied sultrily, as she disappeared beneath the covers.

  Chapter Five

  Joanna smiled to herself, as she stared at her younger girlfriend from the other side of the office floor. Riley was busy working on a project in the ‘bullpen’ on her computer and her thought process caused her to make different little facial expressions that made Joanna chuckle.

  It was Riley who had come up with the idea of the bullpen. Where it resided, on one windowed wall of the office, there used to be individual cubicles for the associates. Riley had convinced Helen and Joanna that a project team was much more effective working and designing in a collaborative group setting, so the individual working spaces had been transformed into one big area, with an electronic smart board, conference table, and work stations. There had certainly been some brilliant design ideas come out of it and the only downside Joanna and Helen could see was it became rather noisy when the enthusiasm from their employees was at its peak.

  “What are you working on so intently?” Joanna asked, coming up behind Riley and studying the graphic on her computer screen.

  “Hey, back off, boss lady!” Riley said, closing the screen she was working in. “It’s a pitch, and I’m not ready for you to see it yet,” she replied with a mischievous grin.

  Joanna gave a quick glance around. Most of the associates had gone home for the day and only Helen, who was busy in her office, remained.

  “So, is this another design for Bencom?” Joanna asked inquisitively.

  “No.”

  “Riley?”

  “It’s something for the meeting tomorrow, now quit asking.”

  “What meeting?”

  “The one with you and Helen.”

  “But I don’t have a meeting scheduled?”

  “You might want to check your calendar, Ms. Armstrong. I think you’ll find that you have a meeting tomorrow at ten hundred hours!”

  Joanna looked down at her phone and skimmed through the calendar screen.

  “What on earth, Intern Boot Camp?”

  “Yes.”

  “And what exactly is that?”

  “You will find out tomorrow, at ten!”

  “Riley, I’m done playing games, now what’s this meeting about?”

  “Tomorrow, ten!” Riley replied, taunting her girlfriend, who was becoming more than a little irritated.

  “You forget that I’m the boss at this firm, young lady, so I suggest you answer my question. I’m beginning to think you’re being disrespectful and we wouldn’t want that, would we? You know what happens when you’re disrespectful, don’t you, Ms. Carrington?”

  “Oh, yes, ma’am, that’s the last thing I am trying to be, begging your pardon, great boss lady but I’m still not going to tell you until the meeting!”

  “Very well, Ms. Carrington, I think I’m just going to have to bend you over this conference table and whip it out of you!”

  “Promises, promises!” Riley replied in a sultry tone, getting up and embracing her lover.

  Joanna looked down into hazel eyes as Riley tilted her head up and took Joanna’s mouth in a soft kiss.

  “Oh, get a room, you two! This is a place of business, you know,” Helen stated, coming out of her office with a smile. “Did Riley tell you about her idea for the intern program? I think it’s a great idea, can’t wait to hear more about it tomorrow.”

  “No, she didn’t!” Joanna replied, giving Riley a glare.

  Joanna knew what Riley was doing and she also knew she was succeeding. Riley couldn’t help but chuckle as she saw the irritated look on Joanna’s face. Riley was pushing her buttons and if she wanted to take her on, Joanna was more than ready.

  “Oh, honey, I just wanted to surprise you. I had to give Helen some information when I calendared the meeting with her secretary.”

  “Oh, so you had to give Helen the information but not me? I’m not as important, is that it? Well, when I get you home, miss, I’ll just have to remind you, won’t I?”

  * * *

  The next morning, Riley was readying her presentation for Joanna and Helen. After her motorcycle accident, Kate, along with the firm’s attorney, Isaac, had represented Riley out of court and had secured a sizable personal settlement for her along with a settlement of seventy-five thousand dollars for the firm, for lost revenue. Helen and Joanna had told Riley she could decide what to do with the money and Riley had come up with an idea and was ready to make her pitch to her bosses.

  “So, did you manage to get Riley to spill her idea?” Helen asked as they joined Riley in the conference room.

  “Well, it took a little persuading but I managed to convince her, didn’t I, darling?” Joanna replied, with a small grin glancing over at Riley.

  “Yeah, you practically beat it out of me,” Riley smirked back.

  “So, tell us about this ‘Boot Camp’ idea of yours, Riley,” Helen began.

  “Well, it’s pretty simple really. I’d like to reach out to some of the colleges with advertising and marketing programs and offer a summer internship program at Armstrong, Klein, Dixon. We would open it up to students going into their senior year. They would work on real contracts. Bencom, for instance would be ideal with the volume and continuity of the campaign. The intern/interns would get a feel for what a top-notch advertising firm looks like. We would pay for travel and living arrangements for the summer program and maybe a small stipend salary and I would personally like to oversee the program. We may even get some future employees out of it.

  “I know the seventy-five thousand won’t fund this indefinitely but if the interns are successful, then perhaps a small percentage of the revenue can go toward keeping the scholarship fund solvent. They could also use the apartment, since it’s temporary and I’m not exactly utilizing it,” Riley said with a small blush.

  “It’s a great idea, Riley, I like it! We need to get the announcement out pretty quick though, what do you think, Jo? I think we would attract students from all the Ivy League schools.”

  “Yes, and potentially try out our new employees before we hire them. We’d get to pick from the best out there!”

  Riley frowned. “Um, all due respect, Helen, Joanna, I was kind of hoping to see it be offered to some of the state schools. The firm pretty much attracts, let’s just say, more affluent candidates anyway so I’d like to use this to give some of the other people a chance. Look around, where did most of your associates go to school? You could certainly add a little diversity in here.”

  “Careful, Riley, I’m not sure I like your inference, it makes sense we offer it to the best candidates,” Joanna scolded.
r />   “Yes, young lady, I’m not opposed to opening it up, but I for one would like to give something back to our alma mater and they have the best marketing program in the country!”

  “And that’s exactly what I didn’t want, some stuck-up pretentious twit who Mommy and Daddy put through school and bought a fucking Mercedes for.”

  “Riley, you better tone it down, you’re bordering on being disrespectful!”

  “Sorry, I just saw this as opportunity for someone a little worldlier, you know, a little more urban and innovative.”

  “Like you, Riley? Well, I guess you have a point too,” Helen conceded. “Then let’s open it up, best candidate wherever they’re from gets it. Have you thought about the selection process?”

  “Yes, I say we give them a design challenge to come up with something, they should also have the endorsement from their department head and maybe an interview, with the three of us.”

  “Sounds fair, I think we should look at grades and their whole package too,” Joanna added.

  Riley just rolled her eyes, not liking Joanna’s last comment just as Cathy, Helen’s executive assistant, poked her head around the conference room door.

  “Hi, sorry to bother you, David Lannister just dropped by and wanted to know if you and Joanna had a few minutes. He said it was nothing pressing if you were tied up.”

  “Yes, of course, show him in, Cathy,” Helen replied.

  Riley slumped back in her chair in irritation and got up when David Lannister entered the room.

  “David, what a lovely surprise, please come in, what can we do for you?” Joanna greeted the Bencom head.

  “Ladies, sorry to interrupt, I was in the area. I have just a couple of quick things if you have a minute.”

  “I’ll leave you to it,” Riley said in an irritated tone, as she began to leave the conference room.

  “Wait, Riley, I didn’t mean to interrupt. I can leave, carry on with what you were doing.”

  “David, it’s fine really, Riley was just pitching us her summer boot camp intern idea and we were working out a few details,” Joanna replied, shooting a warning glance in Riley’s direction.