Isabeau Willcox is just the temp at the front desk, so when the mysterious, sexy and notoriously ill-tempered CEO, Chase Drake asks her to be his executive assistant, she's sure there's been some sort of mistake. However, Mr. Drake wants her, and Mr. Drake always gets what he wants.
When she enters his employ, she agrees to be at his beck and call, to be his, but what exactly does that entail? When he punishes her for breaking his rules by bending her over his desk, she realizes she may be in for more than she bargained for.
At His Mercy: The Billionaire’s Beck and Call, Part 2
When dashing billionaire, Chase Drake, tells his assistant he won't lose control again and punish her, she's determined to prove him wrong. But he remains true to his word, frustrating her and making her wonder if the connection they had was all in her head.
After she misses the bus home, he offers to drive her, but a simple ride soon turns into an evening of wining and dining that culminates on her spending the night in his guest room.
When she hears him up in the middle of the night, her curiosity gets the best of her and she spies on him. Mr. Drake is hiding something, and discovering what it is may just result in the night of her life.
At His Command: The Billionaire’s Beck and Call, Part 3
Isabeau Willcox feels like she's living in a dream. Brooding billionaire Chase Drake wants her, and what's more, he wants to show her his world, his darker side that includes a secret sex dungeon and deliciously naughty toys that spark her imagination and make her knees weak.
When he shackles her and makes her his slave, she's brought to heights she never imagined. But when he asks to make their arrangement more permanent, she remembers how quickly he's dismissed previous assistants.
Will he tire of her and drop her like all the rest? Or is this the love she's been waiting for?
At His Insistence: The Billionaire’s Beck and Call, Part 4
When Isabeau reveals to Mr. Drake that she's not ready to be his slave, he refuses to share his bed with her, giving her time to think about what she really wants. Will she let fear get in the way of the best thing that's ever happened to her?
When she decides to take a leap of faith, he's one step ahead of her, sending a car to bring her to him as his date to an extravagant party, with one thing in mind: punishing her for her lack of trust in a way that will make her squirm.
Will Isabeau succumb to fear, or will she finally give Mr. Drake the control he desires?
At His Instruction: The Billionaire’s Beck and Call, Part 5
Isabeau finally spends the night in the bed of her mysterious boss, Mr. Drake, and wakes, ready to begin her slave training at the office. When the bondage gear comes out, she's ready and willing to have him show her the ropes.
But when a stranger bursts into Mr. Drake's office, she's naked beneath the desk, trapped, and forced to hear things she shouldn't. When trust is broken, can the relationship survive?
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About the Author
A former kindergarten teacher, turned raunchy smut slinger, Delilah Fawkes delights in bringing you only the naughtiest of stories for your reading pleasure.
From schoolgirls getting spanked, to people literally getting tied up at the office, she loves bringing the hottest stories straight to your kindle.
Enjoy, and keep a lookout for more sizzling stories that will make you need some "alone time!"
For more Delilah Fawkes stories, visit her blog or check out her author page.
Other Stories by Delilah Fawkes:
Erotic Romance
At His Service: The Billionaire’s Beck and Call, Part 1 (A BDSM Erotic Romance)
At His Mercy: The Billionaire’s Beck and Call, Part 2 (A BDSM Erotic Romance)
At His Command: The Billionaire’s Beck and Call, Part 3 (A BDSM Erotic Romance)
At His Insistence: The Billionaire’s Beck and Call, Part 4 (A BDSM Erotic Romance)
At His Instruction: The Billionaire’s Beck and Call, Part 5 (A BDSM Erotic Romance)
Teaching Him: The Droid Who Loved Me, Part 1 (Sci Fi Erotic Romance)
Wanting Him: The Droid Who Loved Me, Part 2 (Sci Fi Erotic Romance)
Erotica
Babysitting Daddy
Babysitting Daddy 2
Blackmailed by the Professor (M/f/m Menage)
Chick with a Dick: My Roommate’s Sexy Secret (Trans Erotica)
Cram Session
Disciplinary Action (Slave to Authority)
Disciplinary Action 2: Reprimanded (Slave to Authority)
Free Fuck (An Erotic Gangbang)
Getting Off
I Fucked the Swamp Creature! (Monster Sex)
I Fucked the Wolfman! (Monster Sex)
I Fucked the Mummy! (Monster Sex)
I Fucked Dracula! (Monster Sex)
I Fucked Frankenstein’s Monster! (Monster Sex)
I Fucked the Invisible Man! (Monster Sex)
I Fucked Cthulhu! (Monster Sex/Tentacle Sex)
I Fucked a Zombie Horde! (Monster Sex/Gangbang Erotica)
The Little Virgin Mermaid (An Erotic Fairytale Parody)
Missionary Position
Ms. Gina Fucks the Football Team (Fantasy Roadtrip #1)
My Best Friend’s Brother
My Best Friend’s Brother 2
My Best Friend’s Brother 3
My Best Friend’s Daddy
My Best Friend’s Pussy
Spying on the Neighbors
Sucking Santa’s Candy Cane (Holiday Whores)
Taking Him By Force
Taking His Cherry (Holiday Whores)
Tit for Tat
Tricks for Treats (Holiday Whores)
The XXX-Files (An Erotic Sci Fi Parody)
Yes, Professor
Yes, Professors
Gay
The Bear and the Scout Master (M/m BDSM Erotica)
Fucked by Father Daniels (MM Erotica)
Gay for the Stay: A Schoolboy Confession
Hit the Showers
Taboo
Just This Once, Daddy (Taboo Sex)
Seducing My Sexy Son (Taboo Sex)
BONUS MATERIAL
Here’s a sneak peak at another naughty tale of BDSM in the office!
Excerpt from Disciplinary Action:
Leigh sucked in a deep breath and opened the door. Ms. Blake sat back in her black leather chair, her hands tented beneath her chin. Her perfect scarlet lips were turned up in a cruel smile.
“Close the door, and sit down, Leigh.”
Leigh entered, wincing as the door clicked shut behind her. Once she was seated, Ms. Blake leaned forward, tapping her lacquered black nails against the desk.
“Do you know what this is about?”
Leigh swallowed. Her throat was as dry as the Sahara. “No, Ma’am.”
Ms. Blake’s lips twitched as she eyed her. Leigh wondered how she could still manage to smirk with her dark hair slicked back into such a tight ponytail. She tucked her short blonde hair behind her ear.
“This weekend, I stumbled across something of yours online. A little website you run. Imagine my surprise when I saw what was on it.”
Leigh bit back a gasp. Oh shit.
“Why, Leigh! You’re blushing. You do know what this is about after all.”
“Y… yes, Ma’am.” She looked down at her hands, wishing she could sink through the floor just to escape that unforgiving gaze.
“I couldn’t believe our own little project manager runs an adult website. And for BDSM, no less! What did you call it again?”
Leigh mumbled something under her breath.
“I’m sorry, but I didn’t catch that. Say the name, Leigh.”
“Kinky Kitty’s Playroom.”
Ms. Blake stood and walked behind Leigh’s chair, placing her hands on the back. Leigh resisted the urge to cringe.
“Kinky Kitty. Tsk tsk tsk. My, my. Where did you come up with all of those erotic stories, hmm? Did you think them up in this very office while you were supposed to be working
for me?”
“No!”
Leigh turned to face her, then wished she hadn’t. Her boss’s eyes pierced through her.
“No, Ma’am. I wrote them at home. In my free time.”
“Well, that’s not good enough, young lady. Can you imagine how embarrassing this would be to potential clients? How shocking to the rest of the office? How did you expect this to go over if I ever found out?”
Ms. Blake’s voice was sharp, but there was an odd tone in it. Amusement? No. That can’t be.
“I didn’t think anyone would ever know, Ms. Blake. I’m so sorry.” She hung her head, praying this would all be over soon. “Are you firing me?”
Ms. Blake moved to the side of her desk, appraising her employee with shrewd eyes. “I don’t think so. You do good work here. But something needs to be done to make sure you understand where you stand in this office. You need to be punished.”
Leigh felt sick. At least she wasn’t getting fired—she needed this job—but, what kind of punishment did this woman have in mind? Suspension? Docked pay? She knew Ms. Blake was capable of making her life a living hell.
“A bad girl like you has to be taken firmly in hand. Don’t you agree?”
What? She looked up into those deep, dark eyes of Ms. Blake’s. Her eyes seemed to be laughing. “I’m sorry?”
“You heard me.” She leaned over her chair, a hand on each armrest, pinning her in. “You need discipline, don’t you, Leigh? Or should I say, Kitty?”
Ms. Blake’s blouse hung slightly open, revealing the top of a black lace bra cupping her firm breasts. Leigh licked her lips nervously. What was happening here? There was no way her boss was coming on to her. Was there?
She allowed her gaze to wander over Ms. Blake’s body for the briefest of moments, taking in her firm thighs beneath a tight pencil skirt, sexy hips, and a toned, flat stomach under her fitted silk shirt. For the first time, she wondered what the other woman would look like naked, and knew she was blushing again.
“Answer me when I speak to you.”
“Yes, Ms. Blake.”
“Good. Then we’re in agreement. You badly need discipline in order to be your best. Now, Leigh, sit on my desk and keep your palms down. You’re not to move until I say so.”
Leigh’s heart hammered in her chest. Her boss’s tone was sharp, but there was an edge of sensual authority in it that made her pussy clench. She crossed to the desk, sat on it, and placed her palms down on the wood surface.
Ms. Blake moved to the large wooden cabinet she kept in her office and unlocked it with a small silver key she kept around her wrist. When the doors swung open, Leigh gasped. Inside were several shelves covered in toys: crops, paddles, flogs, and an assortment of dildos and butt plugs. She couldn’t have been more surprised if it had been a collection of human heads. No wonder she keeps it locked.
Leigh always assumed it was a liquor cabinet for important clients. I guess Ms. Blake isn’t what she seems. She stifled a laugh. Then again, neither am I.
Ms. Blake removed a red suede leather flogger and let the tails twine through her fingers. “What am I going to do with you?” The words were so soft, Leigh had to lean forward to hear her.
“I believe I said not to move.” She was across the room in an instant, her slender hand tightening around Leigh’s throat. “This is what I’m talking about. You’re undisciplined. Sloppy. You need to be taught how to respond to authority.”
Leigh’s face burned as she realized she was getting wet, her panties soaked at the idea of Ms. Blake taking her firmly in hand. “I’m sorry.”
“You’ll call me, Ma’am when you speak to me. Now, Leigh. Do you trust me? I need you to trust in my methods, to know that you’re with me on this before I begin your punishment. Are you with me?”
Leigh stared at her, the lines of her stern, but beautiful face, her painted lips, her breasts straining against the buttons of her shirt. “Yes, Ma’am,” she breathed.
“Excellent.”
With one hand, she dragged the suede tails over Leigh’s bare calf, then over her thigh to where her skirt hem began. The sensation was gentle and sensual, but it made Leigh shiver.
“You’re a bad girl, Kitty.” Ms. Blake snapped the flogger down on her thigh, and she jumped. The sting was sharp, but the soft material didn’t leave a mark. “Unbutton that shirt of yours. Take it off.”
Leigh’s shaking hands worked at the buttons, then slid the shirt down to the floor. She was wearing a white mesh bra, and instantly felt naked under Ms. Blake’s scrutiny. The other woman’s pupils darkened as she dragged the flogger over the tops of her breasts, caressing her with the tails. Leigh’s nipples hardened at the touch, showing pink through the thin fabric.
“What should I do with a bad girl like you?” Ms. Blake said, circling around the desk. The flogger cracked down on her back, and she cried out.
“Shhh. We don’t want the whole office to hear what a little whore you are, do we? The doors are thick, but there’s not entirely soundproof, although they’re as close as I could get on the company’s dime.”
Another crack stung her tender flesh, and she whimpered.
“I think I’m going to have to show you what happens when girls like you act like dirty little whores, Kitty. I think you’ll need to see exactly what happens to dirty little girls like you.”
Ms. Blake’s nails scraped down over Leigh’s breasts, making her moan at the sensation. She twisted a nipple, and Leigh jumped again.
“Take off the bra.”
Leigh undid the clasp with shaking hands, letting her breasts fall free. She didn’t miss the way Ms. Blake appraised her, the way her eyes roamed down her curves, before the tails snapped down onto her nipple. She screeched, then covered her mouth with one hand.
“You really can’t follow directions, can you, little Kitty?” Ms. Blake drew a lacquered nail down the side of Leigh’s neck. “I guess we’ll just have to tie you down so you’ll do as you’re told.”
She grabbed Leigh roughly by the hair, pulling her off the desk, then pushed her around and bent her over it, so her face rested against the wood. Leigh squirmed beneath her, loving the way Ms. Blake controlled her.
“Put your hands over your head, you little slut. Do I have to tell you everything?”
The flogger came down on her ass, stinging through her thin cotton skirt. She thrust her arms over her head. I can’t believe this is actually happening. She felt a nylon rope snake around her wrist and looked up. Ms. Blake wrapped the rope around the leg of the desk, then around the front to the other side, where she tied Leigh’s other wrist. Her breasts pressed into the wood, the cool surface making them harden even more. She was completely helpless.
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At His Word
By
Delilah Fawkes
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At His Word
Copyright 2012 by Delilah Fawkes
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