by Z. Stefani
“Finally,” he rose from his chair and walked over to the couch, “come here, I want to see.” She walked over to him as he sat on the edge of the cushion. As soon as she was close enough, he grabbed her arm and pulled her to stand between his legs.
“Why do you need to see it? You’ve seen more than enough waxed women to know what it looks like.”
“But I haven’t seen yours waxed before.” he lifted her skirt up to her waist and slid the red panties to her knees. “Wow, look at you.” he whispered sliding his finger over her swollen flesh. “Are you still sore?”
“Yes.” she had no more then finished when he kissed her heated sex. “Its way to sore for that.” she squealed trying to pull away and he finally pulled his head back.
“Did she give you something to put on it?” he asked.
“Yes, some kind of ointment I think.” she answer as he stood up then grabbed her hand.
“Come on let’s go upstairs and I’ll put some on.”
“Wait.” she reached for her panties, intending to pull them up.
“No, just take them off.” he said and she looked at him in objection before quickly pulling them off. When she attempted to pull her skirt down, he stalled her hands.
“Leave it up for a minute.”
“Why?” she had no more then asked when he brought his hand down hard against her butt. “Ouch! What was that for you psychopath?”
“For telling me no before you left.” he finished then pulled her skirt back down before picking her up and carrying her up to his room.
***
Heaven sat in the middle of his bed with a sheet draped over her torso and her knees, not letting the material touch her sex. Her arms were extended behind her as she rested on them, her legs spread wide, afraid to close them since she was still a little sore. Julian sat on the bed facing her, he slid the sheet off her body, looking down at her reddened sex.
“Still sore?”
“Yes.”
“It looks amazing.” he smiled appreciatively as she rolled her eyes and tried to close her legs, but he held them open.
“Well it doesn‘t feel amazing.”
“I can make it feel amazing.” he said kissing her knee as his finger circled the hardening nub. She shook her head in objection, but when his finger slid over that sensitive spot, her whole body jerked backwards. “Just relax.”
“Don’t.” she tried to pull back, while involuntarily spreading her legs wider. Julian grinned as he watched her movements, demanding he stop while at the same time, inching closer to him. He refused to stop, his fingers working her to a frenzied state and making her reluctant mind catch up to her eager body. She attempted to pull back again as she felt the familiar sensations begin to ripple through the lower half of her body, but ended up arching her back as his fingers quickly brought her to an overwhelming climax. He watched her intently as she gave up the fight and gave into the powerful feelings.
***
A Whole New Work
Heaven was up early that morning, rushing around trying to get ready for the day. She loved her job so much, she used to believe that it would be impossible to love it more than she already did, but now she knew she was wrong. She had never known the true meaning of loving your job until now. At work, she would be able to avoid Julian, something she was currently unable to do, considering the contract.
She had showered, pulled her hair back and then it dawned on her, she had no clothes for work. She searched the room, the closet and every dresser, but could not find where he had put the pantsuit she had been wearing the day she arrived. She had been searching for a good thirty minutes when Julian finally decided to wake up.
“Where’s my suit?” was the first thing out of her mouth.
“I burnt it.,” he said as he walked over to the table and grabbed a plate of food. He stood there naked, eating sausage and a thick meat stuffed omelet.
“Seriously, where is it?” she asked, feeling her patience wearing thin.
“It’s gone, you’re not wearing any of those suits anymore.”
“Are you serious?” she retorted, her frustration rising as he stood there nonchalantly.
“Very serious.”
“No way, I have to wear one of those suits, I cannot go to work without it! My breasts will be bouncing all over and possibly hanging out of my shirt.” She cried and he smiled at the thought.
“Your breasts won’t hang out. Besides, I bought you a few suits, go look in your closet.” he said, he had them picked out by the stylist that he had recently employed.
“I am not wearing these suits.” she said looking at them. Sure they were beautiful suits, custom made, top of the line, straight off the runway type business suits, but there was no way she would wear them. The suits all had knee length skirts and would hug her body in a way that would make her uncomfortable and unable to perform her job with confidence. “There is no way in hell, you didn’t say anything about this being part of the contract.”
“I don’t have to explain anything to you, you signed a blank sheet of paper, you’ll do whatever I tell you to do, no questions.” he towered over her. She wanted to stomp on his toe, and then slug him in the jaw. “Now put on the suit like a good girl,” he bent and kissed her lips, “and do it slowly, I want to watch you.”
“Didn’t you at least buy a pantsuit? I don’t wear skirts.” she whined.
“No, correction- you don’t wear pantsuits anymore,” he grinned, “not for the rest of the contract.”
“I know you’re only doing this to be a prick.”
“No, I’m doing this because if I want to slide my hand up your skirt at work, it‘s easier this way.”
“We are not having sex at work!” she stomped her foot, wishing she could stomp his foot instead, “I absolutely refuse.”
“What did I tell you about making demands and telling me no?” he snapped at her, smacking her behind “besides I promised my father I would not be having sex on the firm’s property again.”
“Oh that’s right, I heard about that little oath, it was after the incident with my last secretary correct?” she asked, her words filled with glee.
“Correct.” he answered, not the least bit amused.
“You know, this is the first time I can actually say that I am thankful you had sex with my secretaries.” she smiled ear to ear, “In the end it worked to my advantage.”
“I said we’re not having sex, that doesn’t mean I’m keeping my hands off you.”
“What is that supposed to mean?”
“You know exactly what that means, nothing’s changed, and the same rules apply.”
“If I do come to your office during the middle of the day, everyone who knows we hate each other will see me and they will know something is going on. If we are caught, I am terminated. I refuse to take such a frivolous chance with my career.”
“If you don’t come, they find out what you did and you get terminated. It’s just a chance you have to take.”
“I refuse to jeopardize my job.”
“Then make sure you come the second I call for you, or you will be jeopardizing your job.” he warned her, “If you don’t come immediately I will consider it a breach of your contract.”
“I hope you’re not trying to humiliate me so bad at work that I eventually quit.”
“If I wanted you gone I would have already ratted you out.”
“Not if you wanted to punish me with the contract first, then you could have your cake and eat it to”
“No, get that shit out of your head. I want you to stay at the firm, even long after the contract is over, I will still be able to taunt you with the things I’ve done to you.” he grinned. “Besides, maybe I keep fucking you after the contract is over.”
“That’s not going to happen,” she looked horrified as he grinned. “I would rather be mauled by a great white shark.”
“Maybe you’ll make another stupid mistake and find yourself back under my control.”
> “Not a chance, I’ve learned my lesson.” she watched him pull out his suit for work, then slide on his pants.
“We’ll see, you have a deadly mix of being vengeful as well as hubris and you tend to resort to drastic measures to get what you want.” he grinned, feeling as if he had described himself and still amazed that there was a woman with as much arrogance as him.
“Never, now I know the possible repercussions and I would do anything to avoid being enslaved to you again.” she spoke then grimaced as she watched him slide his pants up before buttoning them. “Please tell me you are not getting dressed for work without taking a shower first.”
“I took a shower last night.”
“Yeah but that was before we had all that sex.” she frowned watching him get dressed.
“I know.” he buttoned up his shirt, “If I can’t fuck you all day at work, at least I can still smell you.” he grinned and she scoffed in disgust.
“You’re a pig, with chauvinistic tendencies.”
***
Heaven practically ran to her office, thankful that no one had seen her. She had an extra suit hidden in her closet, just in case she needed to change quickly. As luck would have it, she also had a clean pair of panties and an extra bra. In record time, she was out of the tight suit and into her oversized, comfortable suit. She felt a bit of normalcy creep back for a moment as well as the familiar feeling of superiority rushing through her.
She felt back to herself and able to prove her worth at her job, she walked down the hall as confident as ever. It did not even matter that in her own heart she knew she was not the same, nowhere near as powerful as she had been. The suit was like a super hero shield, giving her strength as well as security, and its powers had lasted until lunch, when she ran into Julian. She knew by the look in his eye that he was livid about the suit and she would be paying for it later.
“You think you’re slick?” he hissed at her, “you wait until I get you back to my house.” he threatened before walking away from her
***
If Julian had thought Ms. Deville had drove him crazy before, now it was unbearable. He had been optimistic that things would actually be smoother in the office for him now that he had Ms. Deville under his control, but he could not have been more wrong. It was worse now, now he knew what was under that suit and now he wanted to strip her down. When she walked by him before lunch, he thought he would pre-ejaculate on the spot. It was crazy to him how an untailored suit could be the sexiest article of clothing he had ever seen. He knew he was going to have a problem keeping his hands to himself with her working on the same floor as him. He had promised his father no more intercourse on the grounds and he had meant to keep that promise, but at this point, he was not sure if he could. He had never had much control when it came to sex, but now he was powerless and was not sure if it was he or Heaven that was really in control. Although it was not intentional on her part, she was using a form of mind control over him and forcing him to unwillingly bow to her.
By the end of the first day, he was ready to drag her into his office, lock the door, rip that suit from her body and kiss every inch of her skin. He felt like he was being deprived and he did not enjoy it. He had not disturbed her once although he was having problems refraining, especially since she had disobeyed his command. For now, he would have to continue sitting there with his eyes focused on the clock and counting down each minute until he could take her home.
***
After work, Julian was silent and refusing to even look at her. Heaven knew he was livid and she could deal with his rage any day, but the silence was driving her nuts. When he finally pulled up in front of his house, he turned off the car but made no move to get out.
“Take off that suit.” Julian’s voice was low and filled with restrained anger. She instinctively went for the car door, but he locked it from his side. “You have one minute to take off that suit before I come over there, drag you out of the car, tear it from your body and fuck you in the front yard.” his pale grey eyes smoked like dry ice and she knew that not only would he make good on his promise, but he seemed to prefer it. Without another word, she slowly began to remove her blazer. “You better hurry up before I help you.” he growled at her and she quickly striped down to her bra and panties.
“Happy now?” she whispered.
“No, get out of the car.”
“I am not getting out of this car.” she looked at him.
“You’re not?” he asked although the look in his eyes told her that she would.
“No.” she no more then finished her words when Julian barreled out of the car and stormed over to her side, almost yanking the car door off its hinges as he pulled it open. She tried to scramble to the driver seat but he grabbed her and pulled her out of the car.
“Strip.” he had her backed against the car.
“I am not walking naked through the front yard!” she looked like she was ready to scream.
“What did I tell you about telling me no?” he roared then grabbed her and forced her to bend face down over the hood of his car. He stood to her side, pressing his hand into her lower back and holding her still as he yanked her panties to her knees. “I told you next time you told me no I would end the contract.” he drew his hand up and brought it down hard on her behind.
“Ouch!” she screeched her body jerking forward with the slap and she instantly tried to get away from him.
“If you don’t stay still I will give you ten more.” he said and she settled down. He continued to smack a few more times, while she gritted her teeth, willing herself to not fight back and ruin her whole career. “Now are you going to take the rest of your clothes off?” he asked, his hand hovering over her sore behind.
“Fine!” she yelled, and then tried to move her hips to the side as his hand lightly caressed her backside.
“Stay still.” he said bending his head to kiss down the side of her behind then planting an open-mouthed kiss on her sex, making her jump.
“Julian!” she snapped before he finally stood, yanking her up with him. She tried to cover her sex but he moved her hands away.
“Get undressed.”
“Don’t make me.”
“You don’t have a choice, Princess.” he spun her around then yanked the back of her bra apart, sending the closure flying, “maybe you’ll think twice before wearing another one of those suits to work.”
She put her head down as she walked to the front door, her arm over her breasts and her hand covering her sex, thankful that no one was around. When she reached the door, he stopped her, wrapping his arm around her waist he dipped his head and whispered in her ear.
“You should never lower your head, you have nothing to feel shame for. You are the most beautiful thing out here, even the trees would bend in admiration for you if they could.” she felt her cheeks flame as he finished speaking and quickly walked inside before he noticed. He said things that managed to confuse and irritate her while at the same time made her feel like she was an empowered thirty-foot tall super hero.
Even though she was not foolish, she knew men said things like that to soften a woman up, she had heard a million pickup lines growing up in the brothel. Men, who were paying customers and had no reason to need a pickup line, still preferred to use them. Her mother and Maude used to laugh about some of the comments they had heard over the years.
Part of her could almost believe Julian though, he was not one to kiss ass to get what he wanted and he never held his tongue. Not to mention he was usually saying or doing something particularly horrible a few moments before and/or after he made the compliment. Last but not least, he had a contract that demanded she did everything he asked, no matter how unreasonable, he did not need to be nice.
“Go upstairs and put some clothes on, Alice will be here soon.” he said and walked towards his office. Heaven sprinted upstairs to his room and grabbed the longest dress she found on her rack.
***
Heaven stood before the
window looking out at the navy toned sky. It was a beautiful night, the warm breeze forcing the leaves to flutter on their branches and making the trees look like foliage covered giants with their feet stuck in the ground. She watched a large black stray tomcat walking through the well-manicured lawn, seeking out the bowl of food that was usually laid out for him. Just as she was beginning to get lost in her own thoughts and the beauty of the night, Julian walked into the room, his dominating presence destroying the peaceful visions in her head and forcing her to turn to him.
“We’re going out tonight.” he stated.
“Where?” she asked.
“You’ll see. Alice will be here to help you get ready.”
“I don’t need help getting ready.” she blurted with a frown.
