by Rachel Star
Seeing as I’m a little afraid of heights, I didn’t want to go out, so I just peered through the door. He really wasn’t lying, the view was spectacular. The lights, the city, the stars.
Soon, I’d have to act. Snoop, lie, and crack passwords. But, I had to keep a safe pace.
The possible consequences of being caught red-handed made me shiver with fear with uncertainty.
“Are you cold?” he came closer. His cologne made me sway.
“A little,” I whispered, lowering my gaze.
He cupped my chin with his fingers and tilted my face to his. His eyes were dark, like chestnuts. I couldn’t breathe.
He kissed me on the lips, gently at first. His lips were moist, and they tasted like the champagne we had at the restaurant. His left arm traveled around my body, gripping my back, while his right hand was pressed firmly above my heart.
He whispered in my ear, “Do you like to play games, Adrianna?”
For a second, I thought he was on to me. He knew exactly why I was there and now, something bad was going to happen.
Not knowing what else to do, I just looked at him and tried to look innocent. Apparently this was the answer he was looking for.
“So do I,” he nibbled on my earlobe. “I have a very special game I like to play. Would you like to hear the rules?”
I wanted to say yes, but at that moment, I felt his right hand slip down, across my left breast, cupping it firmly.
I was nervous and I couldn’t relax. I wanted to pull his hand away but my body was frozen. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, trying to calm my hammering heart. It was not an easy feat considering his hands were all over my body. Despite my best efforts, I was starting to forget the reason I had come in the first place.
“Remember what we talked about earlier? About control? And how to lose it, willfully?”
Again, he took my silence as a yes.
“I want to show you what it feels like,” he said, kissing my neck. “How good it can make you feel if you give me control over your body, your beautiful, perfect, luscious body,” his hand was kneading my breasts.
“The aim of the game is not for me to exert power over you for any reason other than making you, feel good. Would you like to try?” he purred.
My brain kept trying to refocus itself on the task at hand but his hands were making it very difficult.
“Yes,” I managed to whisper.
“You have to promise to obey me no matter. Even if you don’t understand why I’m asking you to do something, you do it. That’s how the game is played. I am the dominant one, you are my submissive, but in reality, you have the power to stop the whole thing whenever you want. So, if at any point, you get uncomfortable and you aren’t enjoying the game, just say Red Light. The game stops and I take you home, safe and sound. What do you think?”
My mind was saying no thanks but all I managed to do was nod in agreement. Good God, my body was betraying me!
Suddenly, Erik swept me up in his arms and carried me down a long corridor to a bedroom.
The bed was enormous, with an exquisite iron bed frame and silk sheets. Numerous cupboards adorned the walls but they were all closed, so I couldn’t even imagine what secrets they were hiding.
His voice became authoritative as he ordered me to strip in front of him. The change of tone let me know that the game had started and I had to admit, it aroused me a little.
I tried to take my clothes off as sensuously as possible, and I never felt clumsier in my life. I noticed a look of pleasure on his face, and this calmed me down a little.
“You are quiet possible the perfect combination of beautiful and sexy,” he said was he gently took my hand.
Once I stood naked in front of him, he ordered me to lie down on the bed and close my eyes.
“Now, be a good girl and keep your eyes and your mouth closed. If you choose to disobey me, I’m afraid that I’m going to have to punish you. Do you understand?” he asked.
“Yes.” I heard myself reply. What the hell is happening to me? I thought. It seemed that all of my senses had left me.
“Yes what?”
I didn’t know what he expected me to say, so I said the first thing that popped to my mind.
“Yes, Sir.”
The answer seemed to please him. “That’s a good girl.”
As I was lying on the bed, I felt my arms being lifted up above my head, and my wrists tied to the bed frame with a cloth that felt like silk. When I realized that same would be done to my legs, I admit, I panicked a little.
Red Light flashed in my mind immediately, but I managed to calm myself down. It was a little scary, yes, but also strangely arousing. A part of me was looking forward to the games.
Fully exposed, with my legs spread wide, I was left to lie on the bed for what seemed an eternity. Anticipation was growing, and I couldn’t even imagine what was coming next.
I could hear Erik opening up cupboards, closing them, and placing objects on the little nightstand next to the bed. I wanted to see, but I dared not open my eyes.
Suddenly, I felt the bed move as he lowered himself onto it.
I felt the tips of his fingers brush against my hardened nipples and my body responded on its own. I arched upward as his fingers made slow circles around my areolas, his thumb and forefinger pinching my taught nipples. I was on the verge of begging for more, when his mouth devoured by breast, his tongue flicking over the tender flesh. It felt amazing. His expert tongue was working on my nipples, as his hand traveled down, finding the soft spot between my thighs. When he slid two fingers inside me, I thought I was going to explode and my eyes popped open, forgetting about my promise.
I saw that in one hand, Erik was holding something that looked like a tickler, with lovely purple feathers attached to a handle. I have to admit, I was eager to feel it moving across my body, so I quickly closed my eyes.
But, it was too late. He had noticed I disobeyed him.
“Na-uh, you naughty girl. Remember what I told you?” he tried to sound serious and strict. I almost couldn’t tell if it was real or make believe. “Now, I have to punish you.”
I felt a little frightened again. Punish? Really? Was he going to hit me?
All sorts of questions ran through my head. What if he was a maniac who was going to have his way with me and then kill me? But, also a part of me felt the need to see this through. Hell, maybe I was an animal.
He blindfolded me and untied my restraints. Finally, I was made to lie on the bed on my stomach, with my backside completely exposed.
“Spread your legs!” he ordered and I immediately complied.
As soon as I did so, I felt the tails of a flogger down on my ass, and I released a loud moan. Was it out of surprise, pleasure, or pain? I think a little bit of all three. But, most importantly, there was a pleasant stinging that made me want to feel it again and again.
He flicked the flogger two more times. It burned, it stung, it felt good. Then, he placed his hand gently on my burning flesh, trying to soothe it.
I could feel the pressure and moisture building between my thighs, as Erik’s fingers probed.
“It seems my naughty girl loves being punished this way,” he purred. All I could think about was having him deep inside me.
“I want-” I started to speak, but he interrupted me.
“Quiet!” his voice was serious this time. “I don’t remember giving you the permission to speak! You will speak when I tell you to!” he said as he massaged my own juices all over my clit.
Feeling a mixture of shock and pleasure, I couldn’t keep still. He slapped me on the ass roughly.
“Stop moving! Or will I have to find a more serious punishment for you?”
He inserted his tongue deep into my pussy, only to extract it immediately. I moaned deeply.
“Will you be a good girl from now on? You may speak,” he licked my labia with quick, thirsty movements.
“Yes, sir!” I could hear myself begging to be taken
by him.
“Good girl. Now, let me show you how I reward good girls.”
He kept sucking on my clitoris until I was one step away from orgasm, then he abruptly stopped.
I waited one second, two seconds, and three. Nothing.
I thought he changed his mind and was punishing me again for speaking without permission.
Then, he rubbed the tip of his cock against my more than eager vagina. I felt like the teasing was going to kill me. With one quick thrust, he shoved his cock deep as deeply as he could into me. I grasped at the bed sheets and breathed heavily. He grabbed my hips possessively and kept thrusting as hard as he could.
I wanted to beg him to keep going, to never stop, but I was afraid he’d punish me again by stopping, so I bit down my lower lip to keep quiet.
Before I knew it, my mind exploded in sheer orgasmic delight, my body jerking alongside his. My entire body convulsing wildly with the best orgasm I’ve ever had.
After a few seconds, once our bodies calmed down, he laid me gently on the bed, and checked my ass with the palm of his hand.
“Are you OK?” he asked with genuine-sounding concern.
“Yes,” I dared not look at him as I spoke.
He kissed me on the forehead, and told me again what a good girl I was. I couldn’t believe how much this little praise meant to me.
Completely exhausted, we both fell asleep.
Erik
When Adrianna came to my place this evening, I had no idea it would end up being one of the best nights I’ve had in a long time.
Her eyes, her curvaceous body, those tits, that ass! Holy shit! I get hard just thinking about her!
And the way her body responded to the flogger, so innocently, yet with such raw enjoyment, makes me believe that there’s much hiding beneath this sexy little accountant.
Now, I know I’ve made it a rule never to sleep with the same girl twice, but dammit, there’s an exception to every rule, and Adrianna will be mine. Hell, that was the best fuck of my life.
At least for one more night. Just to see if this was a fluke or not. Let’s see where this takes us.
Adrianna
When I woke up the next morning in Erik’s apartment, I saw he wasn’t in bed, but there was a message from him:
Adrianna,
You were amazing in every way possible. Had to travel on urgent business. Make yourself at home. Call you in a few days, when I return.
E.
Well, that was that. Not the nicest way to get rid of someone, but effective.
I got the message.
But, wasn’t this a fortunate turn of events? All alone in his place, free to rummage as much as I wanted, without him there to catch me in the act.
I wasn’t really interested in going through his wardrobe or family photos. I was still there to do a job.
I found his home office easily, with his laptop neatly laid on a big mahogany desk. All I had to do was turn it on and find out what Mr. Westbrook was really up to.
The laptop itself didn’t have a password. I didn’t expect that. But then I realized that everything on it, all the files and folders were encrypted.
Shit! I’d need hours to break the encryption. Well, seeing that Erik went on a business trip, I guess I could make myself at home a little longer.
What I heard then, made my blood run cold. Someone was punching in the security code to the entrance door.
He’s back! Was my first thought.
I quickly managed to turn off his laptop and put everything back to its place. As I lifted my gaze upward, trying to get as far away from his desk as possible, I saw him staring at me from the doorway.
“Just what do you think you are doing?” he asked sternly.
I suddenly realized how dangerous of a game I was playing.
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Adrianna
As I was trying to gain access to the encrypted data on Erik’s laptop, I realized that I’d been caught in the act. His voice was ringing throughout the room, and I knew that I had to act quickly and calmly, using all of my charm to get out of this one.
I managed to smile, pretending that seeing him was actually a pleasant surprise.
“Oh, Erik! You startled me!” He didn’t smile back. I could sense that there was a storm brewing inside of him and I had to act immediately.
“I’m really sorry about all this,” I gestured at his laptop. “I didn’t mean to snoop.”
“Well, just what were you doing then in a room no one invited you to?”, his tone was growing more serious.
I felt like this was it. Even if I did manage to get out this, there would be no more chances to accessing his laptop to find out more about this supposed miracle drug.
Now I’d have to play the love-struck ditz part, which was particularly distasteful for me.
“I just wanted to find out a little more about you, that’s all,” I said, trying to make my voice as honey, sweet as possible, hiding my sweaty palms behind my back.
“And that’s why you had to snoop through my stuff, instead of just asking me what you wanted to know?” his voice was flat and devoid of all emotion.
A criminal? I was tempted to lecture him on who the real criminal was here. But I knew this wasn’t going to get me anywhere as I still had bigger fish to fry and had to calm down and play the game.
“I know, I know. It was a rotten thing to do,” I lowered my gaze like a mischievous child. “But once I saw that all your stuff was all encrypted, I turned it off. I was just after some information on you. You know, so that I could find out what I could do to bring you as much pleasure as you brought me.”
“Why didn’t you just ask?” he said.
“Well, if I had, would you have told me everything I wanted to know?”
I saw he was taken aback a little by me answering his question with a question. I was sure he wasn’t used to that. Erik Westbrook was the kind of guy who got answers, not more questions, so I knew that this strategy would set him back on his heels.
“True,” I could see that he was softening up. “Usually when people snoop for answers instead of just asking me questions, they are up to no good. Are you up to no good, Adrianna?” he asked.
I smiled uncomfortably and he continued.
“Usually, I wouldn’t take this kind of thing lightly, but after our night, you must have had some questions. So, I’ll forgive your snooping, naughty girl,” he smiled at me.
I was more than happy with this conclusion, but I still felt uneasy. Erik was too smart to let of that easily. Something wasn’t right. More questions left unanswered.
He waved from his office when I told him I was leaving. He didn’t even walk me to the door.
I guess I’ll just have to find another way of getting to the truth.
Erik
I was on my way to the office to pick up some things for my business trip to Oregon, when I realized that I had left my phone at home. Crap! I hate going in circles.
However, it was a lucky turn of events, because when I got home I found Adrianna snooping through my laptop. I knew there was no way she’d hack the encryption I had - but this breaking rules.
Why was she there in the first place? Was she a spy sent by our number one competitor, Nirvana Co.? They were about to launch a drug the following month, and I knew that they were still conducting tests. Maybe they needed data about ours?
Was Adrianna Barnes just a cleverly disguised spy sent out to steal our research data? There were just too many unknowns and I had to make sure if I was, sleeping with the enemy, so to speak.
Her excuse of finding out more about me hold water, but I had to find out why the snooping, why the jitteriness when she saw me there, catching her in the act? I was almost sure she wasn’t being honest and if she really was a spy for the competition, there was no way she was getting off the hook.
Adrianna
A few days passed and Erik didn’t call, not that I expe
cted him to. I knew that my clumsy efforts at coming up with an excuse were just too, well, clumsy to be believed. And if I were him, I wouldn’t want to see me again after that fiasco.
So, I decided it was time to focus on some good old fashioned detective work. I managed to get in touch with some of the people leading the laboratories in South Africa, though unfortunately, they weren’t of too much help. I did come across something however. I got ahold of some documents, exchanged a few emails with people, but most importantly, I had stumbled onto a huge pharma fraud. It was obvious that the company had been using the lack of regulation and enforcement of locally manufactured medicines in Africa to not only sell their counterfeit medication there, but also export it. I was sure that out of this $200 billion industry, Luxor Pharmaceuticals was getting more than its fair share.
After a while of running around in circles, I needed a break. And it seemed that the break was to come in the form of Erik Westbrook.
He knocked on my office door and let himself in, without waiting for my reply. I was pleasantly stunned to see him there but I tried not to let it show.
“Ah, Miss Barnes,” he sounded formal. “At first I thought I’d give you a call, but then decided to just pop up and talk to you in person. “Would you like to grab dinner sometime this week?”
This question almost made me lose my balance. Good thing I was sitting. Did I really just get another chance at getting to what was going on?
Maybe if I got him drunk enough, he’d just doze off until morning and I’d be free to check out his laptop. I knew how to make a computer talk, if I had enough time to finesse it. I realized that I was lost in my own plans for that night, while Erik was just standing there looking at me, waiting for an answer I was glad he couldn’t read my mind.
“Umm, hi Erik. Well yah, I guess things ended a bit odd last time. We can give it another shot.”
“Tonight?” he asked.
The sooner, the better, I thought to myself.
