Do As I Say

by Penn Halligan

"The usual?" Neil asked.

  The 'usual' was a quick fuck before moving on. Robert smiled. "Not with this one, I don't think, Neil. She's special." Robert had seen the barely disguised interest in her eyes. He had no rule against fucking the staff. But until Mae, no employee had appealed to him. This will make work interesting.

  "Harder to break?"

  "Yes and no." Women like Mae fought hard but inevitably gave in to their desire. It was a fight they felt they had to make, as if to give them the grace to fall without looking like they were pushed. "She's going to be a keeper. No subtlety with this one, Neil. This one I take full force." Robert smiled at the thought of having Mae's luscious curves writhing beneath him. Women got it so wrong when it came to weight. Men wanted a body to bury themselves in, to rest on and to taste without worrying about

  hurting the thin-hipped, whippet-like model beneath them. Mae was a feast compared to the famine of a model. He wanted to ride her ass until she could think of nothing else but him.

  Chapter Three

  When the car stopped and she was offered a lift from the gorgeous stranger she had only just left standing in the lobby, Mae couldn't decide what to do. A smart woman would say 'no thank you'. A smart woman didn't get into cars with strangers. But then a smart woman didn't blow her pay on a ridiculously expensive pair of scarlet, fake python skin boots when she could have paid for a new tire. I never said I was smart. Besides, what sort of a woman did he think she was? Did he think she looked easy? Desperate? Possibly she was, but the promise of all the hot cock in the world was not a reason to throw caution to the wind. Maybe he saw her as daring? A risk taker?

  Mae was confident, maybe too confident sometimes, but that man was not a mountain she would climb without hesitation.

  "Thanks, but I'm okay." Well, not exactly okay. She faced a twenty minute bus ride on a packed Brisbane City council bus, with god-only-knows what kind of weirdoes. Public transport. The public was often feral, and after a day at work, Mae was not in the mood to be assaulted by another's bad body odor or squashed against some stranger who she'd have to smack upside the head if he even looked like he was going to grope her.

  Mae studied the man in the Mercedes. She took in the beautiful car with sturdy tires. The man was perfect. Maybe too perfect. What are his flaws? What would it feel like to have him grope her? Mae crossed her legs together tighter. Down, girl.

  "Are you hesitating because I'm a stranger?”

  "Well, yeah." Mae looked from him to the driver. Perfect and rich. Definitely not her type. Was he slumming it?

  "Not a risk-taker?"

  Her hormones egged her on. "I am, but you could be an axe murderer."

  "I've never hurt an axe in my life."

  Mae laughed. "Cute."

  " I'm cute," he responded with a wide grin. He opened the car door and slid out.

  "And you know it." Predatory. That's how she'd describe the way he moved. He had a sexy deliberateness designed to lull you into a sense of security.

  "Is that a bad thing?"

  "Why me?" What exactly did this man want?

  He stopped before her. "I have the overwhelming desire to fuck you." Mae gasped. Her eyes went wide with surprise. Straight forward and to the point. She had to admit she liked that. "Fuck me?" There was no one else within earshot, and even if there was, Mae wouldn't have given a damn. This man had her total attention.

  "Yes." Not a drop of indecisiveness in his voice.

  "But—" Mae stopped, at a loss for words. She couldn't think straight with him so close and all-consuming. He had an 'overwhelming desire'? Mae herself was hot and cold and shivering with need. Surely a quick fuck would not be wrong? Not when the need was mutual.

  "Come on," he cajoled, reaching out to take her hand. "You know you want to."

  "Yes, I mean—this is crazy and er—" Her eyes locked on his. Who knew when she would ever be offered a chance like this again? "Oh fuck it—yes." It was bad and naughty. I'll repent later. Besides, sex burnt up calories. I'm looking after my health. He threw back his head and laughed. "You're adorable, baby." He moved and curled a strong arm around her waist, pulling her close.

  Mae closed her eyes and sighed as the heat from his hard body and the sandalwood of his aftershave washed over her senses. "What's your name?"

  "Rob," he replied as he walked her to the car.

  The driver smiled at her as she climbed inside, her butt sliding over the buttersoft upholstery. She turned to find Rob close beside her. The driver turned his attention to the front and pulled out.

  "Take your clothes off."

  Mae jumped in surprise. "W-what? Straight away? Here?" Rob's hands were on the buttons of her blouse. "Yes, yes and yes."

  "But I—" What? Did I expect dinner, dancing and soft moonlight? Or would a good old fashioned fuck do it? I'll take door number two, please. "I don't usually . . . ." Rob's hands were fast. He had her blouse off and was already working on her bra. But what the hell? I don't, usually, but this time I will.

  "Usually what? Fuck a stranger? Maybe you need to." He flung her bra over the front seat.

  If the driver thought any of this was odd he gave no indication. Mae sighed when Rob's large hands cupped her breasts. "Please suck me." Mae loved the firm suction of a man's mouth on her breast.

  "I'm calling the shots here, baby." He removed his hands and placed them on her waist. "Turn around and face the front."

  He moved her so her ass was in his face and she was leaning forward, her head level with the driver. The man would have to be blind not to see he breast pushing through the gap between the two front seats. What did someone say at a time like this?

  "Nice weather we're having"?

  Rob stripped off her shoes and slacks. He laughed when she jumped as he touched her bare behind. "No knickers, baby? I love that." Mae shrieked when she felt his mouth on her ass. No one had ever done that before. Her backside wasn't exactly her best asset, yet Rob was licking and sucking the mounds of flesh like a starving man. Mae glanced at herself in the rearview mirror and

  saw another stranger. This time it was her. Her face was flushed and her eyes hot with need. She was being taken man . . . a man she didn't know . . . while another watched on.

  "You like this, baby?" Rob murmured against her skin.

  "Oh, yes." No point denying the obvious.

  "What about this?" Rob parted her butt cheeks and fastened his mouth on the pink flesh between.

  "O-oh g-god yes . . . ." Mae could barely get the words out. His tongue lapped from her clit to her anus and the hot, naughty feeling made her feel more alive than ever before. He was devouring her and she loved it. When his fingers pushed insider her vagina, Mae rammed her butt back against his face, seeking more. Rob did not disappoint. He sucked and licked and plunged his finger in and out, making her hips buck, making her cry out in desperation.

  Rob withdrew, and Mae whimpered. "Don't stop now." She'd been so close.

  "Park the car, Neil."

  "Yes, sir." Neil pulled over and cut the engine. He awaited his employer's command.

  "Suck my baby's nipples, Neil."

  Mae gasped and her eyes widened in shock.

  "Yes, sir." Neil didn't need to be told twice. His mouth latched onto one of Mae's pink nipples.

  As glorious as his lips felt on her skin, Mae had to protest. She pushed against the head at her breast. "This is wrong." While the thought of two men was appealing and something she had always wanted try, she didn't like the fact she hadn't been given a choice. They should have consulted her first. She was jammed between the seats and at the mercy of two men who could use her as they chose.

  "Please stop." Mae struggled to regain some control of the situation. "I'm not a toy."

  Rob answered with a firm slap to her backside. "No, you're mine and I'll do whatever I want." He spanked her ass two more times.

  Mae sputtered in indignation at his words and the spanking. What an arrogant prick. "I belong to no one but myself."


  Rob greeted her statement with another volley of firm slaps to her ass. "You will do as I say."

  "I will fucking not." And this is why you never get into cars with strangers, Mae. "Let me go."

  "When I'm ready, but until then you will do as I say and you will do what I want." Slap, slap, slap.

  While she was lucky to have a well padded ass, the indignity of her situation got to Mae. I have no power. "Is this the only way you boys can get off? By taking a woman against her will?" She cried out when the driver bit her nipple. It hurt but it was a good hurt. His mouth went immediately to her other breast. Suck, lick, bite. Rob laughed. "Oh, you're willing, baby. I can feel how wet with need you are. " Suddenly, as if to prove his point, there was a large cock head prodding at her ass. Mae gulped. She needed to feel that dick inside her, but not this way. Liar. You love it and you know it. Mae shook her head. No. Not when she had no say in the matter.

  "Rob—"

  "Just shut up and enjoy." Rob pushed inside her cunt, not stopping until he'd buried himself to the hilt.

  Mae grunted in shock. Of course she knew he would fuck her but the size and the manner was not what she'd expected. She wanted to turn her head and watch but she couldn't move. Two men had her at their mercy. And I like it. Mae jumped at that thought. I can't like it. It's wrong. It's total male dominance. It's everything she was against

  and yet that plunging cock was everything she needed. She gripped the upholstery of the car seat and held on for what she knew would be the ride of her life.

  Robert wasn't surprised Mae wanted to fight him. Most women with spirit would. However, those women always wanted more from a man. They craved submitting without choice. They needed it. They just refused to acknowledge that need. He moved his hand between her legs and toyed with her clit. The soft moan of pleasure in response made him smile. This one is mine. He pulled out and pushed back in several times. He wanted to carve a path inside her body she would never forget. Robert wanted her to remember him every time she sat down. There was pleasure in pain.

  "Have you got a condom on?" Mae's voice was breathless.

  "No." He only used them on one night stands. But with Mae, well, she was different. She was more than a one-nighter. He wanted her to feel his sole possession of her body. While she was his employee, and under his financial control, his desire to dominate her was more than that. He needed Mae totally dependent on him, physically.

  "But—"

  "I will not come in you." Yet. Until you are completely mine and accept the fact. "You will suck me off."

  "I will not."

  Robert barked out a laugh and slapped her ass. "Yeah, you will." He saw the amusement in Neil's eyes. His driver understood the futility of Mae's argument. Robert deepened his thrusts, making them harder and faster. He wanted Mae to remember every second of this fuck.

  "O-o-oh . . . ." Mae pushed back against him as her body shook. There was something so primal and sexy about a woman coming as she pressed up against him. Robert loved the trembling feel of female flesh as it succumbed to the inevitable. He pulled his cock out and placed his hands around Mae's waist. He pulled

  her back onto his lap. Robert chuckled at the wet popping sound as Neil's mouth freed her engorged nipple.

  "Suck me. I want to come in your mouth." He wanted her lips on his cock and he wanted them now. He slid out from under her.

  "I will not." Mae's eyes were bright with desire and defiance.

  "Yes, you will, or I will have Neil get out of the car and invite a stranger to fuck you in the ass." Robert wasn't surprised to see her look of interest mixed with that of horror at the prospect. The lady likes to fuck and be fucked. No one should hide that. It was natural.

  "You're a bully."

  "Suck me."

  Mae wanted to suck him. Not because he wanted her to, but because she wanted to see him lose control. It would give her back some of her own. She kneeled before him on the seat and wrapped a hand around his cock. It was long and wide and beautiful. Some cocks weren't. Some were an effort to suck. While she had to admit she enjoyed sucking dick, Mae preferred to do so with a beauty like this one. She opened her mouth and swallowed him up. The soft, spongy skin was a nice counter balance to the hard pulsating muscle she sucked on.

  She could feel Rob's fingers in her hair, holding her close. No doubt, Neil looked on. The sound of grunting coming from the front seat told her he was probably jerking on his dick as he watched. She knew what men liked when it came to cock-sucking. They wanted friction and tightness. Mae fisted Rob's cock and moved her hand in time with her mouth.

  It was Rob's turn to groan. "Oh baby, you are good at this." Mae pulled her mouth and hand from his dick. "I know." Her gaze locked with his. He was close to exploding. She could feel it. "I've had enough though."

  "You will do as I say. Unless you'd rather have a stranger fuck you in the ass?" Rob placed her hand back on his cock.

  Yes. No. Maybe. "You wouldn't."

  "Neil."

  Mae watched Neil turn toward the front and reach for the car door handle. Okay. He had her. While Rob was one sort of stranger, god knows who Neil would find to take her. "Fine. Whatever." She heard the grateful sigh from Neil as he got back to his own business.

  Once more, she lowered her head to suck on the head of Rob's cock. She moved her hand up and down the shaft in a firm, milking action. His thigh muscles flexed under her fingers, warning her of his impending release. The first stream of cum touched her tongue and she swallowed it down. The hand stroking her head was soft as she sucked down the last of his seed.

  Rob gently pushed her head from his cock. "Thank you."

  "I had no choice." Mae sat back on her heels.

  "You always had a choice, baby."

  Mae knew he was right, but she'd never admit it.

  Chapter Four

  Mae traipsed up the walkway toward the front door of what could only be termed a mansion. They'd driven into a suburb of the city so removed from her own that even being in the zip code made her feel like an intruder.

  "Where are we?" And why am I here? Why did I accept an offer of a drink instead of going home? Why am I following this man when I could have so easily left when the car stopped?

  The answer was obvious, but Mae wasn't inclined to acknowledge or talk about it. She

  had no intentions of telling him more about herself than even she wanted to know. Need was not an easy thing for her to feel. The emotion was messy and unpredictable. Rob took her hand and pushed open the door. "This house belongs to a friend of mine."

  "A rich friend, by the looks of it." She gasped at the interior—someone had spent a lot of money decorating the place—and tried to pull away from Rob. What the hell do I know about this man or his friends?

  Rob would not allow her to take a backward step. "Yes, he's very rich." He took her elbow and guided her with an easy familiarity through the home until he reached the bedroom.

  "Big bed." King-size plus. How would you buy sheets for it? But then the rich don't care about trivial matters like that.

  "All the better to fuck you on, baby."

  Mae frowned. Time to make a stand. Fucking him had been very nice indeed but this had to finish sometime. "Look, I had fun but I need to get home." Her ass was killing her from his hard, possessive thrusts and her nipples were red and raw.

  "No." Rob pushed her onto the bed.

  Mae bounced twice before scrambling up. "No?" Whatever happened to free will?

  "Yes." Once more he pushed her down.

  "Huh?" Mae didn't get a chance to move as his body covered hers and he parted her thighs with his knee.

  "You're not going anywhere, baby. You're going to do as I say." Mae pushed against his chest. "This dominance thing of yours isn't attractive."

  "Liar." Rob caught her hands, forcing them above her head. When his lips met Mae's she gasped at the pure, sweet sensation. His soft, tender kiss threw her off her stride. She'd expected a hungry dominance, but this was differen
t.

  Caring and passionate, and she wanted more. Mae gave in, sucking on his lips as her tongue teased his. "Oh Rob," she sighed against his mouth.

  Robert knew he had Mae then. Exactly as he'd planned. Dazzle her with tenderness and make her surrender. He liked going from one extreme to the other. He also enjoyed kissing Mae. Her lips were soft and giving, just like her body. Robert continued to kiss her as he caught both her hands in one of his. She'd be madder than hell when she found out what was to come next, but Robert also knew she'd give into it. He could see in her eyes and the way her body responded she liked to be dominated. He surreptitiously slipped his free hand into the bedside drawer. His fingers closed around the silken ropes. They were specially made for him. Soft enough not to damage the fine skin of a woman, but strong enough to provide an unbreakable bond that held her in place, not allowing her to move. He pulled them out. Robert nuzzled Mae's neck. She smelled of exotic perfume and sex. Delicious. He wanted to taste every inch of her. I want to eat her up. Mae's plump, luscious body cradled his as if it was designed only to do that. Robert could have happily lain there kissing Mae for hours but he wanted more. Much more. He wanted this woman to be his.

  The first rope circled Mae's wrist without her being aware of what was going on. Robert knew the second one wouldn't be so easy.

  "What the—?" Mae turned her head to look at her wrists. "What is that?" Robert knew he had to move fast. He quickly slid up her body, lightly straddling her waist as he tied the silken rope to the bedpost. The bed had been specially designed for this purpose. The posts were sturdy, and the ropes had enough give in them to stretch without breaking.

  Mae struggled against the bonds. "No! I don't want this." Her hips bucked upward.

  Robert ground his cloth-covered cock against her body, enjoying her struggles.

  "Yeah, you do." He secured the other hand as she writhed under him. The tears of frustration he saw in her eyes did not move him. Mae needed this. He knew that in his heart. The woman he had taken in the car craved more than vanilla sex.