EROTICA:HIS SLAVE FOR THE NIGHT (Extreme Domination with Strangers, Bitch Romance Erotic Sex Short Stories Box Set): Bound MMF Menage Bundle (Rough Discipline Adult S&M Series Book 2)

by Amanda Gray

  After being taken on his journey of lust there was no turning back.

  CHAPTER 1

  My name is Jessica and I am 29 years old. I am tall, dark haired with green eyes.

  I started working for the L&A law firm a couple of years back. At first I didn’t know what to expect from this job. But when I was desperate for a job and my step-brother Jarrod offered to help me out with a good job I couldn’t help but agree. I was hired as a secretary, but after one year I was promoted to chief of supplies. This position consisted of supplying the workers with whatever they needed in order to do their job correctly. I’m mostly in charge of paper, staplers, pencils and all the accessories one needs at a desk job.

  I don't have a boyfriend because of my commitment issues and my best friend is a pink dildo, which I bought when I was 25.

  All the colleagues at the office are undressing me with their eyes and I like that, I like the attention. I try to dress as casual as possible, but also very provocative. I like the way men look at me, seeing in their eyes how they want to ravage me right there on their desks turns me on. It turns me on so bad that sometimes I skip my lunch break to lock myself in a bathroom stall and masturbate for a full hour. Yes, a full hour.

  As the days go by I find myself lonely, I look at the other people around the office and see the big grins on their faces. “Why are they happy?” I ask myself. Maybe because they are sexually fulfilled and their lives are as they want them to be. How can it be that someone as beautiful as me can be so miserable. . .I don't get it. What did I do wrong? Did I not play my cards, right? I think I should quit my job, yes, quit my job and start somewhere else, maybe Jarrod could find a place that is suited for me, suited for my needs, suited for my desires.

  I thought about quitting for two hours and I decided. “Yes, this is what I want to do. I have to get a fresh start.” So I headed down to Jarrod’s office. Jarrod is the head CEO of his company, he is 32 years old. He has blonde hair and brown eyes. I know he would try to make me change my mind but I would stand my ground and I would not let myself get manipulated by him.

  I approached his office and feelings of anxiety and nausea came rushing in. I don't know what's going on with me, why am I so nervous about this? I am just quitting my job; there should be nothing to it.

  I knocked on Jarrod's door and he responded: “In a minute.”

  Twenty minutes have passed and Jarrod still did not answer. I thought to myself “Maybe I interrupted him while he was doing God knows what, maybe I should just leave”. However, something inside me convinced me to stay so I knocked on the door again. “In a minute damn it!” Jarrod shouted. I started to tremble now, what if I disturbed the man in an important meeting?

  Ten other minutes passed and the office door opened. I was standing by a chair, right near the office, browsing my phone, reading messages from my ex-boyfriends.

  “Come in, whoever you are.” Jarrod said.

  I stepped into the office with my head down, expecting all the worse for my disturbance. Jarrod looked at me and said, “What's with this approach? Why are you coming here with your head bowed down? What do you want Jessica?”

  “Well...” I started.

  Before I could finish he cut me off, “Listen, either you are going to say what is it that you want or you are going to leave this office right now.”

  The words slowly came out, “I am quitting the job”

  He narrowed his eyes down at me, “Hm, interesting, Come closer and sit down.”

  CHAPTER 2

  I sat on the chair on the other side of Jarrod's desk.

  He started with his questions, “Why do you want to quit Jessica?

  Before I could answer, he cut me off again, “Is it a raise? Do you want a raise?”

  I explained it was not about the money.

  “Jarrod it’s not about the money; I just don’t feel happy here, to be honest.”

  He moved closer to me and made sure we kept eye contact as he spoke, “Hm, that's interesting. You’re the first that complained. I have to give it to you, you have a lot of nerve coming into my office, but I can respect that.”

  Jarrod got up from his chair, went to his minibar, and poured two glasses of the finest scotch that he had. Handed one glass to me, and the other he kept it for himself.

  “Continue, please. Tell me why is it that you are unhappy.”

  He came over to me and he started giving me a neck massage. It all felt so good, so I easily became aroused. Jarrod saw that I was getting aroused and started moving his hands gently towards my chest. He did not touch my breasts, but his hands were moving in a circular way, all around my chest and my thighs. I got rushes of chills down my spine and I said, “Jarrod, ahem, Jarrod... What are you doing?”

  His lips came close to my ear, “Just relax Jessica, for now you must relax. Try to not think about all your issues and let me handle everything.”

  I couldn't do this so I instantly got up from the chair, I placed the glass on the table and I attempted to leave the office but the door was locked. When did he have the time to lock the door? Why did he lock the door? I became scared and I pulled out my phone to call somebody.

  “Put that down, what are you doing?” he raised his voice to me.

  “Well, for all I know, I am trapped in this office with you. And you’re trying to get in my pants from what I can notice”.

  CHAPTER 3

  Jarrod started laughing, took the phone out of my hand, and placed it on the desk.

  “There is no need for that,” he said. “Here, take this money, go out, fix yourself up; go to a beauty center, to a spa, anything.”

  “Please sir I don't need your money, I have plenty of my own. What is it with all your rich guys that think you can buy everyone?”

  “We’re family please understand me on that level that I have had enough.”

  He went quiet and moved back, “Ok then, this leaves me only one option.”

  He unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock.

  “Look at it, isn't it beautiful?”he asked.

  “My God, what the fuck are you trying to do?” I yelled in his face.

  We are related I couldn’t shake that feeling, but I also couldn’t shake the feeling of enjoyment from this.

  He laughed, “What does it look like I am doing?” He added

  My heart stopped. I didn't know what to do . . . Jarrod grabbed me firmly by the arm and put it on his cock. “Stroke it now. But not fast, gently”.

  Without thinking I started stroking his cock. I stroked as it grew bigger and bigger and I felt as I was getting wet. All of a sudden, Jarrod grabbed me by the hair and forced his cock into my mouth. What am I doing? I was thinking. Being confronted with this situation I saw no way out of this so I started sucking his cock. I sucked and sucked, saliva was pouring down his testicles, and, after a few seconds, without me noticing, he came directly in my mouth screaming “UUUUUGH”. I looked up at him and he was smiling.

  I felt so embarrassed as he put his cock back in and zipped his pants. I wanted to erase this memory from my head at once. “This never happened.” I kept thinking while spitting the cum on his Persian rug. I got up and I wanted to leave but he said, “We are not finished yet. Relax, have a smoke.”

  “Listen, Jarrod, you forced me into giving you a blowjob. I think I want to leave this office, this building and never want to see it and you again”.

  How would I ever be able to look at my stepbrother again.

  “But you liked it, didn't you?”

  A part of me wanted to say no but I did like it, it turned me on bad and all I wanted to do is to lock myself up in a bathroom and jerk off for the whole duration of the day. I then responded sincerely, “Yes. Yes I did like it. But I want to go now.”

  CHAPTER 4

  Jarrod sat on his chair, lighted up a cigarette, placed his feet on his desk, looked at me in the eyes, and said, “There is more coming, and just let me finish this cigarette.”

  I giggled
, “More? I am not giving you another blowjob.”

  “No, that's not what I want from you now”.

  I can't say I was not curious on what Jarrod was thinking about next, so I sat on his desk, took a cigarette out of his pack, and lighted it up. I am not a smoker, this would be the second cigarette I ever had, I don't even know what to do with it, but I pretended I enjoyed it.

  Jarrod finished his cigarette, went back to his mini-bar, and poured another two glasses of scotch. He handed me one glass and said, “Bottoms up”.

  I drank that liquor as if it was the last glass of scotch I ever had and then I asked for more. Jarrod poured me another one, this time it was full, a couple of more drops and the scotch would pour out of the glass. I took the glass and placed it on the desk. I thought it probably wouldn't be a good idea if I got drunk, who knows what he could do to me. With the corner of my eyes I saw the keys for the office door. I thought about making a run for it, taking the keys, unlocking the doors and running away, never to come back to this place EVER again but something inside me made me stay. I guess because I was horny and Jarrod was indeed a handsome man.

  Strip. Jarrod told me while getting his feet off the desk.

  “You want me to take my clothes off you mean?” I responded

  “Yes, don't you know what “strip” means? Take your clothes off “He replied abruptly.

  Uttering with fear, I started taking my clothes off. I removed my sweater and started unbuttoning my shirt really slow. I thought, since I arrived to this point I might just play along and get this over with. The shirt was removed and I was only in my bra and skirt. I started unzipping the side of my skirt, got it down to my ankles and left it there.

  “Also the bra and the panties,” Jarrod said.

  “Can you help me with the bra?”

  “No, I can't help you, you must do it yourself, please proceed.”

  Jarrod's attitude, his command, his dominance and his voice turned me on really really bad. I started remembering my youth. Back then I enjoyed being slapped around and humiliated but those days were over once I got out of college.

  I had a little trouble with the bra, I have D cups, and the bra I wore that day had five stitches. I tried not to look awkward so I pulled down my panties first. Jarrod looked at my shaved pussy with a look that I’d not forget so soon. I liked that too, it turned me on even harder. Finally I removed my bra, and I was butt-naked, only my heels were on. I wanted to remove those also but Jarrod said, “No, you can leave those on. Now get on your knees and come over here”.

  CHAPTER 5

  So I got on my knees on his Persian rug. I can remember the softness of the rug and I kept thinking that it must've cost him a fortune, at least three, or four of my monthly salaries. I crawled slowly, like a lioness hunting for prey. Once I reached his desk, he looked at me and he said, “Now crawl your way to the office door and come back, very slow this time.”

  I listened to him and started crawling. As I was halfway through the distance, I could hear him getting up from his chair. “Whatever you do, don't turn around”. He said.

  I questioned why I couldn’t turn around, his response was, “You’ll find out.”

  CHAPTER 6

  I arrived to the office door and I started heading back to his desk. I felt so humiliated and cheap, but I remembered that I liked this once so I put myself in the mind-state I had while in college. Once I started heading back, crawling, my knees began to hurt, I wanted to stand up, but I knew I couldn't. This game, Jarrod be ruined if I stand up so I crawled and crawled until I got to his desk. There, Jarrod was stroking his cock looking at me. I tried to grab it but he hit my hand with his, not hard, gently. I did not know what to do next.

  He then stood up, took both of my hands so I can stand up as well and started kissing me. I remember the kiss, it was one of the best kisses I've had in years. It felt as if he was in love with me. He embraced me with both of his arms while he kissed me passionately. My legs were shaking and I was surprised about this. For all the harsh words that he addressed to me, he really kissed me as if I was the last woman alive. I liked that a lot and kissed him back surrendering my all.

  We kissed for a couple of minutes and then I could feel his hand slowly coming down the lower side of my back, heading for my butt-cheeks but he stopped. He did not grab my ass as I thought he would. He continued to caress me and to touch me everywhere but not in my erogenous areas. I could feel his hands touching me softly, he did not seem to hurry, and he seemed to be preparing me for something, something I would soon find out. This got me even wetter and I could feel fluids dripping down my legs.

  I felt myself come alive, “Now you must fuck me.” I exclaimed.

  “No Jessica you must be patient and not ruin the point of it all”.

  “What is the point then?” I asked abruptly.

  CHAPTER 7

  He didn't answer my question and he started kissing me again. After a while I could not help it and I grabbed his crotch but he slapped my arm. I quickly removed my arm and resumed kissing. His lips were so soft, his tongue was entering and exiting my mouth so gently, and I almost felt like he loved me . . . It was the best feeling I had in a while. He then grabbed both my arms and placed them on his desk. I was bending over, expecting him to penetrate me, but he didn't.

  He spread my legs open and started touching my anus. MMM, how I loved that. He kept on caressing me with his soft hands and I could feel those chills coming up and down my spine again. His fingers moved in a straight motion, going up and down my virgin hole and suddenly he placed a finger inside. I started to moan, it hurt with incredible pleasure. No one had ever touched me as he did and I was more than curious on what Jarrod had coming next.

  He groped one of my ass cheeks hard, next I could feel his hot breath against my ass cheek. He bit firmly into my ass and pulled my flesh between his teeth. It was the most thrilling feeling ever my whole body shuddered. He let go and where his mouth was at was a wet spot, it felt cool then I could feel his face close up on me again. But he didn’t bite.

  My body trembled as I waited in anticipation of what he would do next, I knew his face was so close. I felt a slight wet flick of the very tip of his tongue against my asshole and I was so shocked I jerked forward and away. He pulled me back and began tonguing my ass and now it felt so amazing I wanted more and more and more. I shoved my ass in his face, on his kissing lips, his wet horny tongue then he pulled his mouth away and stood. I made a low squeal from the absence of his mouth, still yearning and wanting more.

  He then told me to stay put, without moving, and he went for his desk drawer. He pulled out what seemed to be a lubricant or an oil of some sort and poured it in his palm. He rubbed his palms, spreading the oil on both of them and started caressing me beginning with my neck and ending with the ankles, it was a very pleasant feeling. His hand movements were almost music for my body. I started to moan even harder and he immediately placed his hand on my mouth. I could hear how he unbuckled his belt and unzipped his zipper. I expected a deep and rough penetration but it never came.

  Instead he turned me around, put pressure on my shoulders as if I should get on my knees and so I did. He pulled out his erect penis and told me to look at it, admire it, and gently kiss it.

  I couldn't just kissed, I was too turned on, too horny to just kiss his cock, so I took it into my mouth and started sucking it violently. He immediately pulled out and nodded in denial. I knew I got carried away; “If you don’t obey, you leave right now.”he said.

  Then he unbuttoned his shirt and pulled down his pants. He took of his shoes and socks and he threw everything off his desk. His computer, papers and whatever was there was now on the floor. Placed him on the desk, face down, and told me, I need a massage, I am too tense”.

  I then took some of the oil in his drawer and started massaging his neck. He had such a muscular body. All his muscles were perfectly defined as my hands massaged him gently. He then turned around as if he wanted me to mass
age his front too. He didn't have a piece of hair on his body. My hands smoothly slid throughout his neck and chest and he pushed my hands down, as if he wanted me to massage his abs. I did that and I could hear him starting to moan. His penis got more and more erect and I started stroking it, “No”, he said. “Not yet”.

  CHAPTER 8

  I pretended as if I didn't hear that and I continued to stroke his thick cock. His moans grew bigger, the pleasure was greater. With the other hand I began touching myself, as I was way too horny. I climbed on top of him and began moving my body, rubbing my pussy onto his ripped abs, it felt great. He then told me to come closer and, with the same rubbing motion, I arrived on his face.

  He began kissing my outer lips and licking my butt-hole. I started trembling again as he started licking my inner lips and my clitoris. He had a way with his tongue; nobody ever licked me as he did. He did not focus just on my pussy; he licked both pussy and butt-hole consecutively, moving from one to another. The chills again . . . I started moaning and I wanted his dick inside me so bad. I turned my head and I could see him touching himself, “Now can you fuck me?” I asked.

  He stayed silent, looking deep into my eyes. His right arm pushed me away from his face and I gently sat on top of his penis rubbing my pussy onto it. We both moaned and we both wanted it.

  With one hand, he reached for his penis and with the other hand he grabbed my butt. Placing the tip of his penis at my entrance then humped the head inside my pussy, he moved slowly, without penetrating me to the fullest. This made me crazy and I started sweating, “Please give it to me, give me all of your cock, FUCK ME HARD, fuck me real hard” I whispered through the moans.