“Fine.” He moved toward her and grabbed her arm. “Come with me, Miss Pantagen.”
He steered her to the bathroom and shut the door. He flipped the light switch and locked the door.
“We don’t have time for this,” she said and backed to the sink.
“We have all the time in the world, honey. At least, now I know you’re not a gold-digger. I’ll have to straighten Ben out at the Fellow’s Bar. He thinks you’re a hooker.” He walked to her and spun her toward the sink.
She looked at him in the mirror and felt his body press against her back. His cock pressed hard against her butt.
“It’s a very funny thing, but for some reason this morning I felt it important to put one of these,”—he held up a bullet vibrator—“into my pocket. I have no idea how I knew I’d need the damn thing, but there it is.” He slid his hands down her arms and pulled her wrists behind her back. He latched onto both with one hand and then reached around her to unbutton her blouse.
For one of the first times in her life she didn’t know what to do. She thought the timing was wrong. She needed to concentrate during the second half of this meeting and already felt it difficult to keep track with him in the conference room.
“Riley...”
“No, no words from you, Miss Sophie. You were incredibly rude to me the other night and now we’ll start the punishment portion of our adventure. This is only the first half and you should know your day will get very difficult.”
He opened her blouse and pulled one side out of her skirt. He moved her lacy bra up and when her breast popped free, he bent over and sucked it into his mouth. She moaned and tried to hold still. When he’d bent over his hands pulled her wrists up her back and it hurt. Then he bit her nipple hard and she almost screamed.
“Riley, please don’t break my arms,” she said.
He straightened and cupped her breast with his palm. His forefinger and thumb pinched her nipple and he moved her hands down to her waist. He looked at her in the mirror.
“Here’s your schedule for the day, Sophie. I’m going to release your hands. You will proceed to hike your skirt up to your waist and remove your panties. Do you understand me?”
“Yes.”
“You will no longer wear undergarments. Thigh high stockings will be acceptable, but you no longer need panties or bras.”
“For how long?” she asked and felt the pressure increase on her nipple.
“For as long as I say. Do it.” He let go of her wrists, but kept hold of her breast.
She slid her skirt up, lowered her panties, and started to kick off her shoes.
“Keep your shoes on. You can get the panties off around them.”
She worked hard to get them down without tangling on her shoes and when she stood back up, he moved her back a step.
“Spread your legs and bend over with you palms flat on the counter.”
Great, he’s going to fuck me and make me go into that meeting a mess. Asshole, she thought, but did as he said. She felt his fingers on her pussy and heard him groan.
“You are so wet. I would do anything to fuck you hard, right now,” he whispered.
She felt the bullet slide into her hole and realized what he planned. Her chest started to burn and it became hard to breathe.
“Stand up. I wouldn’t want your feet to go numb.” He continued to pinch her nipple. “I suppose that was a lie, too.”
“No it wasn’t. You can see the scar on my back from my brother.”
He lifted the back of her blouse and ran his fingers over the mark. “Here’s the rest of your itinerary. You’ll remove your bra and not button your jacket. In the meeting you’ll sit on the edge of your seat and not cross your legs. Your chest should be pushed forward so I can see your hard nipples pressed against the fabric and believe me, they will be hard. When I leave your office you may not remove the bullet. I’ll know if you do and your punishment this evening will be far more severe than what I’ve already got in store for you.”
She frowned at him and started to ask a question, but her jaw snapped shut when he twisted her nipple.
“This afternoon you will receive a package. You’ll open it immediately and find a black box inside. Your nipple rings will be in there. You will put them on and tighten them. If I find them loose, it will only add to the punishment and believe me, I know when a tit has been under long-term pressure. What time do you leave here?”
“Around five o’clock.” She felt the vibrator come on at a low pulse and sucked in a breath.
“You won’t do that at the meeting. You will behave as you normally would. No panting or sucking air, understand?”
She nodded.
“In the box you will find a dress to change into before you leave. You will come directly to Club Frek and ask for Theodore Jones. You will be busy the rest of the night. Am I clear?”
“Yes, but I can’t meet you. My father has made dinner reservations and...” The vibrator pulsed hard and Sophie squeaked.
“You’ll get out of it. Tell him you’re feeling sick. You’re so good at lying, aren’t you?”
He let go of her nipple and left the bathroom. She heard the outer door close and looked at herself in the mirror. She couldn’t figure out how this day had managed to turn to shit.
She took her bra off and straightened her blouse and skirt. She laughed a little when she thought about sitting in a business meeting without her panties. She left the bathroom and almost decided to turn around and remove the bullet. She remembered that he said he’d know if she faked a response and would just have to go with it. She turned up her resolve and would kill him later.
Chapter Six
The second half of the meeting went for another two hours and by the time it ended Sophie felt exhausted. Besides sitting in a rather uncomfortable position the whole time, Riley teased her off and on with the damn bullet. At one point, she needed to make a comment on a part of the contract and he turned the thing on full. All she could get out was that she agreed with her father and it sounded like a valid concern. Then, when she’d stared at her pen for too long, he switched it on and arched an eyebrow at her.
She’d left the conference so fast after things wound up and felt very embarrassed. Several of the men around the table started to stare at her chest and she wanted to smack them all.
At three o’clock, her package arrived and she followed the instructions to put the nipple rings on her breasts. She got them as tight as she could stand and closed her shirt. About the same time the vibrator came on high and she nearly fell over with an orgasm.
How the hell is he doing that? she thought and held onto the bathroom counter for strength.
At four-thirty, she went to her father’s office and begged off dinner. She told him that she didn’t feel well and he said she’d seemed off her game today. She apologized, mumbled about the flu or food poisoning, and walked out of his office. She didn’t need to hear his crap.
She went back to her office and let her secretary leave early for the day. When she stood in her office alone, she opened the box and pulled the dress out. It was pale pink and she nearly had a stroke.
Sophie wore tight, sexy clothing, but this dress looked barely-there it appeared so sheer. She thought if she tried to wear a slip, Riley would have cats and Lord only knew what he’d do to her.
In the bathroom, she changed her clothes and stood as far back as she could from the mirror over the sink. Everything could be seen. Her breasts with the rings, her pussy, and butt were clearly visible.
“If I get pulled over on the way to that club, I’ll get arrested,” she said aloud.
She went to her closet and found a rain coat she could wear over it and when she put the coat on, the vibrator started full speed. She sucked in her breath and held onto the closet door.
“I’m going to fucking kill him,” she hissed. She wanted to touch herself so bad, but didn’t want to chance that he’d find out. The nipple rings pinched her overly tender buds and she touched the tip an
d groaned. “God, please, give me strength.”
She tried to figure out how it was possible for that gizmo in her channel to work. She thought he might be nearby or close enough for the signal to reach her. It was the only explanation.
When it finally backed off and she could breathe again, Sophie left her office, quickly walked through the building and drove to Club Frek.
She’d heard of this place and people, who were thoroughly checked, were invited to join by other members. A valet parked her car and she went through the front door. A hostess greeted her and she asked for Theodore Jones.
“Yes, Mr. Jones is expecting you, Miss Smith. May I take your coat?” The hostess smiled.
When Sophie said no, the hostess led her through the building. They passed a bar and dance floor and she stopped to look at the people that danced...if you could call it that. Some wore skimpier clothes than she, if they wore clothes at all. There were many rooms around the floor that had sheer curtains covering them and in a couple, where the lights were on, she could see shadows of people in various positions, on knees and bent at the waist. Her pussy clenched and she felt a hand on her arm.
“This way, Miss Smith,” the hostess said and they continued down a dark hallway.
At the end was an elevator and when they approached the doors opened.
“Take this up to the fourth floor. Mr. Jones is in suite 444.”
Sophie felt glad to be rid of the hostess. The doors closed and she touched the button for four. As the lift moved, she leaned against the wall and tried to swallow. She wondered again what she’d gotten herself in to. She admitted that Riley gave more excitement than all the straight sex guys she’d hooked up with, but did she want this? He seemed to act like it was a done deal and she couldn’t figure it out. When he’d walked her to her car on Friday night he’d seemed like a decent enough guy, but this afternoon he’d caused her some unease. What did he want from her?
She stepped out of the elevator and followed the rooms until she found the one the hostess said was a suite. She knocked on the door and when he opened it, she held her breath. He wore a pair of loose hip-hugger jeans that barely hugged. He didn’t have on a shirt and she could see a line of hair run from his belly button and disappear below the waist band. She could see he felt glad to see her by the way his pants bulged.
“Sophie, I’m so pleased you made it.” He opened the door all the way and waved her into the room.
She walked in and looked around. To the left sat a huge king-sized bed. In the center sat a load of play equipment and tables with toys, cuffs, whips. There was a large table with cuffs attached, chairs and a stool with rollers. She slowly looked to the right and saw a kitchen and bar. It almost made her start to laugh. With all these toys, who would think to eat? she wondered.
“I don’t remember telling you to wear a coat,” he said and moved in behind her.
She turned and looked at him over her shoulder. “I wasn’t about to walk through my office with this sheer, nothing-there dress on.” She smirked.
He walked in front of her and started to undo the belt. “Your attitude will only add to the punishment.”
She stepped back from him and tried to pull the belt from his hands. “Look Riley, you said you’re no longer a Dom and I’m sure as shit not your sub. So quit with the crap games, okay?”
He pulled on her belt and she felt the coat open a little. “Sophie, I may not be your Dom, but you’ve woken up something in me and I want to explore it. I think...no, I know you’re the woman to take the journey with me. The way you responded on Friday night told me that and the fact that you’re here this evening only adds to what I already know.”
He stepped up to her and moved the coat off her shoulders. It dropped around her feet and she watched his eyes look down on her body. She tried to make sense of what he’d just said, but was at a loss. His body threw off enough heat to melt an iceberg and she found it very mesmerizing.
“Admit it, you do like being a sub just a little,” he said and moved back from her a step and continued to look at her. “No, your hair needs to be down.”
She reached up and pulled her pins out of the bun and let her brown locks flow down over her shoulders and back. She put the pins into her clutch. He took the bag from her hands and threw it on a chair.
“You are so beautiful, Sophie, and I see what you mean about the dress. It’s a bit more see through that I thought. I’ll have to remember that.”
He walked up to her and moved one of the strips of fabric off her breast. She saw his lips curl when he looked at the ring and flicked her nipple.
“Beautiful,” he whispered.
She watched as he put his hand in his pocket and felt the vibrator come on in her pussy. It made her knees begin to shake.
“We’re going to start things a little differently tonight, Sophie.”
He put his hands on either side of her face. She opened her eyes and couldn’t find any words. She looked into his brown eyes and saw something very unexpected. It wasn’t a Dom look, but there did appear to be the control he wanted. No, she couldn’t name the look, but she didn’t think she’d ever seen it.
“What do you mean, different?” she asked.
His thumb moved over her lower lip and he smiled. “Forbidden no longer. These are mine.” He leaned toward her and placed his lips on hers.
She felt so stunned and his mouth and the vibrator took her full attention. When his tongue smoothly moved into her mouth, she was caught. His hands moved down to her neck and pulled her inches closer to him. Their tongues danced and he pushed hers back and devoured her mouth.
His kiss turned her body on like no other time in her life and she couldn’t figure out why she’d given up kissing for so long. His weren’t slobbery or all tongue and went from tender to forceful. As he sucked her tongue and lip, and took his time, her hand moved over the zipper of his pants. His cock twitched and she moved further down to cup the whole package and apply pressure.
She heard him moan and he pulled back from the kiss. “Oh, baby, I like what your hand is up to. You’re making my blood heat.”
She squeezed again and he closed his eyes. “No, Riley, open your eyes. I want to see your pupils dilate,” she said.
He looked at her and laughed. “Now who’s the Dom?”
He stepped back from her and pulled her to what looked like a dinner table, but she couldn’t figure out what he planned. It looked like a regular old table.
“Bend over and rest your elbows on the table top.” He pointed.
So, things get started fast. One kiss and I get fucked, great, she thought and felt her attitude sink into it usual sarcasm pool.
She did as he said and he stood behind her. The back of the dress started to move up her legs and gathered at her waist. She felt his hand move lightly over her ass and waited for the slap. She thought he would smack her as part of the punishment he’d mentioned more than once. His fingers slid through the wet folds and she moaned. With the bullet still vibrating her lower region was on fire. Two of his fingers moved into her hole and she felt the vibrator slide out.
“God, you are so wet, baby. I can’t wait...fuck, stay put. I’ll be right back.”
She heard water turn on somewhere in the room and figured he cleaned the bullet. When he touched her again his hand was warm and moved around her wet lips. His finger found her clit and circled around it.
“I hope you don’t mind, but I ordered dinner for us. It will arrive around seven o’clock.” His thumb moved into her pussy and she found it hard to understand his words. “Since, we have some time, I’m going to have to fuck you. I’ve had a hard on all day and that kiss just about made me come in my pants. First, I think you deserve an orgasm to release some of that pressure I’m sure you’ve built up.”
“Oh yes, thank you,” she sighed and then sucked in her breath as his free hand moved into the side of her dress. He pinched the tip of her nipple and twisted it in the ring. Her breasts were sensitive s
ince she put the rings on and she could tell her release approached. She put her head on the table between her elbows and moaned.
When he pressed and pinched her clit the orgasm exploded in her system. Lights flashed in front of her eyes and she panted and groaned at the same time. She pressed her ass against his hand and the only thing she knew was she’d never experienced anything like this. After a few minutes, when she could catch her breath, she saw his hand wave something in front of her face.
“Open this for me,” he said.
She pushed up on her arms and saw he held a condom. The packet dropped into her hand and she tore the top off.
“Stand up, baby.” He helped her up and turned her around. “Put it on my cock.”
When she looked down, she saw his pants were open and bunched at his thighs with his hard penis standing at attention away from his body. It pulsed a hot red and when she put her hand on the soft-hard skin she could feel the blood flow through it. She fit the condom over his wide head and rolled it down to the base.
“I hope you’ll let me suck you off tonight,” she said and licked her lips as she moved her hand up the shaft and tightened on the way down.
He growled when she started to turn around. “No, lean your ass on the table. I don’t want your feet numb. Lay back.” The edge of the table hit her thighs as she moved back and he pulled the dress up around her waist. As she flattened onto the table top, he palmed his cock and found her hole. She felt the head push into her and groaned when he jammed all the way into her.
“I want you to widen your thighs and rest your ankles on my shoulders. Frog them out, baby.”
She did as he said and he forced himself in another inch or two. “Oh, Riley,” she said breathless. The table edge rubbed into the top of her cheeks as he leaned over and began to pump her hard. The burn on her backside added to the sensitivity of her body. He pushed into her so hard, she felt certain to have bruises, but she didn’t care. His cock felt so good and the things he did to her made it worth all she felt.
His fingers moved to the tips of her nipples and pinched them so hard, she moaned loudly and tried to arch her back. Spasms threw her over the edge and after a few seconds he shouted and drove into her like a pile driver. She watched him arch his back and grimace. He clenched his teeth together, panted, and grunted several times. She’d never watched a man come and put her hands up to his neck. She pulled herself up and attached her lips to his. She sucked his lips and he looked down at her and put his mouth over hers.
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