Peter leaned over and grabbed one of her wrists quickly looping the sheet tight around it. Although she fought the other being taken, both hands were soon roped together. Peter moved his weight to drag her to her knees.
Carlisle had other plans. She rolled onto her back and kicked up at him. “Bastard.”
He laughed as he grabbed her ankles, forcing them apart and back over her head. With what was left of the sheet he secured her ankles to her wrists. “Lovely.”
“Let me go!”
“No, you don’t want that.” Knowing Carlisle was secured, Peter left the bed and went to her dressing table drawer. He knew Carlisle had toys. Smart women were capable of pleasuring themselves without the aid of a man. “Ah ha.” He pulled out a thick, bright, purple dildo. He touched a button and it lit up and started gyrating. “Perfect.”
Carlisle’s eyes were enormous. “What are you going to do?”
“Why, fuck you, baby.” Peter climbed back on the bed.
“Let me go!”
“You say that a lot yet we both know you don’t mean it.” His fingers slid inside her cunt. “You’re so lovely and wet.” He pushed some more buttons on the vibrator and placed the head at her vagina. “Say ‘please fuck me, Peter’.”
“Never!” Carlisle roared.
“Too bad.” He shoved the dildo up inside her cunt.
She cried out at the intrusion, her eyes wide with shock. “Ohhhh…”
“And I’ve only just started.” As soon as he was certain the dildo wasn’t going to move from inside her, he pulled her towards him so his cock was barely an inch from her anus.
He pushed one, then two fingers inside of her.
“Please, Peter…”
“What?” He pushed his fingers in and out, getting her ready for bigger and better things. He could feel the fullness of the dildo inside her.
With his other hand he touched her clit. Carlisle jumped in response. “Yes, you do.” He wanted it to. There was no other woman who could compete with Carlisle. She was hot and fiery and she fought like a wild woman despite the fact that she wanted him. “You know I’m taking you to your sister’s wedding.” Peter had made sure he was back in town for that. He knew the sisters didn’t get along and he wanted to offer support to Carlisle.
“You are fucking not.”
“I am fucking so.” His dick jerked in impatience. He wanted in her body. Peter pulled his fingers out and left the bed.
“Where are you going?”
He smiled. “I’ll be back. I need a condom.” He knew where she kept them and the lube.
Carlisle didn’t hide her desire. It amused him that despite her feigned reluctance, she kept condoms and toys she used for her pleasure. He covered his dick, lubed up, and went back to her.
The first time he had pushed his dick inside her ass she had screamed. Now it was different. Now Carlisle pushed forward for it. She closed her eyes and allowed him to sink in to the hilt of her.
“Bastard.”
“I know you love me.” Peter certainly loved her. She was a million different things, yet in the end, Carlisle was a simple soul who wanted to enjoy and be enjoyed. Not many women allowed that. He pumped in and out of her, smiling as he felt the competing sensation of vibrating dildo. Her eyes opened and locked with his. “I know. You hate me.”
“I wanted risotto.”
Peter threw back his head and laughed. “This is much better than fancy rice.” His thrusts became harder. He wanted to come. It was always like that with Carlisle. Just looking at her had him on the brink.
“That’s too hard.”
“Shut up, baby.”
“You shut up,” she roared at him.
He played with her clit once more and she quietened down to gentle pants. That’s my girl. As much as he wanted her to come, Peter wasn’t going to allow her to. He wanted her to remember her need for him the next time they met. But that didn’t mean he wasn’t going to. He felt the heady rush of cum spurt forward and he shuddered against her body in satisfaction.
****
Carlisle swore at the top of her lungs when he left her tied up on the bed, fully exposed, with the dildo still inside her vagina. “I have work to do, baby.” Peter leaned down and kissed her. Carlisle wanted to bite him but he moved back from her too fast. “You can’t leave me like this.”
“Someone will free you. I’m going to leave the front door ajar and you’ll get rescued.”
And that was how her sister found her. “Oh for god sake, Carlisle! You have to stop dicking around and grow up. Normal women do not have indiscriminate sex with strange men.”
You mean you don’t. “I never said I was normal. Please untie me.”
“Is that a—”
“A dildo? Yes.” She watched Bridget shudder.
“Yes, I’m a terrible woman with no morals.”
“Did you get a dress for the wedding?”
Hello? Unite me please. The vibrations inside her were driving her mad. Carlisle was desperate to come. “No, but I will. Now please help me out.”
Bridget grimaced and flipped her long blonde hair back. “I don’t want to speak about this again.” She reached to undo the knots.
“Oh trust me, silence is golden on this one.”
****
“Damn it!” We missed our chance! The door was open and we were too damn slow.” Theo was angry. They had followed the woman back to her house to await an opportunity.
Between the man leaving and the blonde arriving there had been a window of time where they could have gotten into the house and searched it. Mickey had been against it. They had argued until it was too late to do anything.
“The blonde is kind of pretty but I like the brunette better.” Theo slapped the back of his head once more. “Think like a thief and not with your dick.” They watched the blonde leave. She slammed the door behind her and another opportunity was missed. “I need a gun.” Threatening the woman was going to be their only option.
Chapter Four
“Who is she?” Amber Kincaid took the dress box from Adam and glared at him.
He sighed. He had wanted an amicable break-up with her. Adam wanted to remain friends. But with Amber that wasn’t possible. Some people you could never assist without them wanting more. “What are you talking about?”
“I can smell her perfume all over you.”
While it was true that Amber had an awe-inspiring physique, there were times Adam suspected heaven had over-indulged in beauty and forgotten to add intelligence when she was created.
“It’s none of your business. We broke up. I can do as I want and I can be with anyone I like.” And I want to do Carlisle. Again. She had been fun in a sexy, quirky way.
“I still love you,” Amber whined and clutched at his sleeve. Adam looked at the red talon-like nails that held him. Like most men, he had a habit of thinking with his cock. He certainly had when it came to Amber and now he was paying for it. “I have to get back to work.”
“I‘ll find out who she is and I’ll —”
“What?”
“Never mind.” Amber let go of him. “Leave.”
“With pleasure.”
****
Amber watched him go. “You’re mine.” She looked at the gold embossed label on the dress box and thought about her rival. “Maybe I’ll start there.”
****
“You’re late.” Carlisle was well aware of that. After all that had happened yesterday, she had slept in.
“I know.” She looked at her boss. Sean Quinn was tall, blonde, and drop dead gorgeous.
All the women at Quinn, Barnes, and Fitch wanted him.
“I told you lateness incurs a penalty.”
“Yes, Sean.” She closed the door of his office behind her and moved to his desk.
Carlisle wondered what Sean would want from her today. She had been working for his company for six months. After a particularly drunken office party celebrating a colleague’s birthday, she had found hers
elf butt naked on top of Sean’s desk with his dick buried inside her. Some wouldn’t call it a career move yet strangely it had worked to Carlisle’s favor.
****
Six months ago “I knew this would happen,” Sean said.
“Did you?” Carlisle certainly hadn’t but then sex had a way of happening like that.
While she wasn’t that drunk, the couple of drinks she had downed certainly made her more receptive to Sean’s advances.
“Yes because you like dick.”
She did. Was it that obvious? Do I have a scarlet D on my forehead?
“And it will happen again.” He pulled out and shoved back in hard.
She jumped and cried out. Sean had a long, thick cock that felt like it was touching her stomach with each thrust. It was hot and delicious and the idea of his dick being inside her once more filled her with excitement. “Why?”
“Because I own you.” He thrust deep and hard making her body move back and forth under him.
“Pardon?” Own me? Maybe there were times when she felt like a slave at work but she was her own woman.
“I own you and after this you’re going to do whatever I say.”
“What?” It was true his dick certainly owned her at that moment.
“You are mine.”
“Now wait a second—”
“Shut up.” He stilled within her.
Carlisle gasped at the harsh tone of his voice. A chill ran down her spine. It was not fear she felt. It was excitement. She was turned on by the dominance of his words. “Sean, I—”
He pulled out of her and yanked her down off the desk spinning her around so her ass was towards him. He pushed her back against the desk. “Say ‘yes, Sean, I belong to you’.”
“Or what?” She rubbed her clit against the edge of the desk and moaned.
Sean saw what she was doing and yanked her away from the edge. “Say it or no orgasm for you.”
“Oh fuck off. This master to the universe stuff may work with other women but—
oww!” Carlisle yelled as he parted her ass cheeks and jammed his dick into her anus.
Having this done by Peter made her used to it and usually she would be prepared to be taken like this. She wasn’t with Sean. Hot dick drove up inside her without apology or stopping. Her hands gripped the desk, her knees wobbling as she tried to relax and accept his dick.
“Say it.” He pulled out and slammed in again.
Carlisle cried out once more. “Sean!”
“Say it!” He pumped furiously within her.
“It hurts.” It did at the start, but now? Carlisle pushed back against him.
Sean laughed at her actions yet he kept up his wicked paced. “What do you want?”
At the moment? Just him and his dick. “You.”
He leaned in, his mouth close to her ear. “Good. I need to know what your ambition is.”
She shivered at the warm breath against her neck. “Your job.”
“You can’t have it.” The pace of his dick slowed slightly as his hands moved around to play with her clit. “Do you want Emma’s job?”
Emma was his personal assistant. No one liked her. She was snotty and stuck-up at her self-importance of being the boss’s assistant. “Yes.”
“And more money?”
Carlisle moaned as his fingers on her clit matched the pace of his dick. “Yes, and I want her parking space.”
“Who do you belong to, Carlisle?”
The answer was simple. She wasn’t averse to playing a game to get what she wanted.
“You.”
“These are the rules.” He pulled out of her ass and turned her around. “Be ready and available with no panties any time you’re in this office. If you service me as a good slave should then you can have anything you want.” Sean pushed her back on the desk and dropped his face down into her pussy. He tongued her clit and cunt until she was screaming for release. Sean stood up, his face wet with her juices. He ripped off his condom and looked at her. “Who owns you?
“You do.”
“Beg me to come on your face and tits.”
She felt relaxed and sated. He could do whatever he liked to her. “Please come on me, Sean. I beg you.” The sticky cum splashed on her breasts, lips and hair. Her eyes locked with his. “I’m yours.” And if I can get what I want? Even better.
****
The present
And that was how it started. Any time Sean wanted her, he took her. It was dangerous and exciting. Emma got demoted and Carlisle parked in her empty space every day and was pleased with the short walk to the office. She did feel sad for Emma. But only slightly.
The general consensus was that Emma got what she deserved and only a few questioned Carlisle’s sudden career leap.
“Why are you late?”
Um, was being shagged by two men yesterday an acceptable answer? “I’m sorry.”
“Lift up your skirt.”
Carlisle stiffened . Crap. She had worn panties today. She hadn’t been thinking straight after both Peter and Adam. “I, er —”
Sean bent down and pulled up her skirt. He shook his head. “Not good enough, Carlisle.” Sean put his hands on her shoulder and pushed her down. “Get on your knees.”
When he wrenched her blouse apart and buttons popped off, she said nothing. This was Sean being in control. Thankfully, having gone through this before, Carlisle now made sure she had spare blouses at work. She knew what was going to happen. When he unzipped and forced his large cock inside her mouth, she didn’t blink. Besides, she enjoyed sucking cock. It was a form of control for a woman that few men realized. Once a woman had a dick in her mouth she had power over a man. It weakened him and made her stronger.
****
Sean smiled. He knew Carlisle liked sucking his dick. She was a woman who made no pretense out of her enjoyment of sex. That was rare. While it had been a risk to suggest sex in any form to an employee, there was something about Carlisle that made him take a chance. She had an earthy sex appeal that made his cock jerk in reaction. Until the party where she had ended up on the end of his dick, Sean had never been sure how to approach her. He pulled his cock out of her mouth. A trail of saliva linked them. “Now why were you late?”
“I just couldn’t organize myself.”
Sean smiled. Carlisle was one of the most organized people he knew. He would have taken her on as his assistant without the sex. Fucking her was a bonus. “That’s not a good enough answer, Carlisle.”
“I’m sorry.”
“How sorry?” He liked playing this game with her. She was one of the least submissive people he knew until it came to sex. Then she was open to it.
“Very sorry.”
Sean walked around his desk and picked up the phone. This was an ideal opportunity for his partner John. He had been lusting after Carlisle for months. “Please come into my office, John.”
Carlisle started to stand up.
“Oh no, stay where you are. I have a job for you to do.”
“But —”
“I own you remember.”
The door opened. John Fitch’s eyes landed on Carlisle. “Sean?” He shut and locked the door behind him.
“I’m punishing Carlisle for being late and wearing panties.”
“Really?” His partner’s eyes were on her lace covered breasts. Sean smiled. He knew John was a breast man. “Take off your bra, Carlisle.” He saw her hesitate. “Who owns you?”
“You do.” Her hands went around her back and unclipped her bra.
John groaned. “Oh man, a nipple ring.”
“Stand up and let John taste you.” Carlisle did as requested. John was on her in a second. His mouth descended on her breast. She closed her eyes and held his head against her body as he sucked.
A flare of jealousy shot through Sean. “Carlisle.” Neither heard him. “Carlisle.” His voice was louder this time. She opened her eyes and tuned to him. “Take off you skirt and panties and come to me.” Sean sat d
own on his chair, his cock upright and ready for action.
He looked at John. “Do you want to fuck her breasts?”
John’s eyes were wild with need. “Yes.”
Carlisle went to him. “Yes, Sean, what do you want me to do?”
He smiled at her submissive tone. “Face John and sit back on my dick.” Sean hadn’t put a condom on and that was okay. He enjoyed coming over Carlisle’s skin. It gave him a feeling of possession. One of his hands went to her hips as the other curled around his cock. As she sat down on him, Sean pushed it into the entrance of her cunt. He sighed as she impaled herself on his dick. “Who owns you?” Sean whispered in her ear.
“You do.” Her voice was soft and full of need as she began to move on him.
John came over to them. His dick was out and ready for action. He bent his knees slightly and put his dick against her breastbone.
“Sandwich him in between your pretty boobs and let him fuck ‘um, Carlisle.”
She did as requested and John growled his approval.
Sean put his hands around her waist and made her ride him at a pace that equaled the cock thrusts of his partner. It was hot and exciting and many times he thought he was ready to blow his load inside her.
Carlisle groaned when his finger moved to her clit. “Oh, Sean.”
“We’re good together.” To have a sex partner who enjoyed it as much as Carlisle was exciting. His wife never understood his needs as Carlisle did.
“Oh yes.” She leaned back against him.
Sean could see John was ready to come. Sean quickened his pace. The first splatter of cum from John hit her chin and lips. It dripped down into her breasts as John kept pumping in between the mounds of flesh until he was milked dry.
Carlisle cried out as she came under Sean’s fingers. “On your knees, Carlisle.” On wobbly legs, she did as requested. He kneeled down behind her. Instead of pushing inside her once more, he stuck his dick upright between her ass cheeks, pushing them together, mimicking the action of his partner. When Sean came, he covered her ass and back with cum. “You are mine, Carlisle.”
“Yes.”
“I’m taking you to that wedding.” It would be an excellent place to play with her.
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