The ad read: "P.A. wanted"
No more information. Business type, where, what, who, nothing at all.
There were other ads. Some of them gave much detail, almost too much information. Many waxed lyrical about what the position was, who it was for and what was expected, but Lucy being Lucy, ignored those. Maybe it was the thrill of the unknown, the curiosity of what or who was behind the ad. Maybe it was just her. One thing for sure, she needed to know.
She called. The phone rang - and rang and rang some more until she was about to give up and press the red button on her iPhone. She reached for it.
"Hello?" A man's voice answered. It was low, well spoken, but like the ad really didn't give anything away.
"It's about the ad" she said hesitantly.
"Yes" he said .."and you are?".
"Lucy" she said a bit taken aback by the casual abruptness of this approach.
"Lucy who?" the voice said again. She gave her second name.
"Age, experience? Where do you live Lucy? This job is in the West End."
Lucy went through the list of questions answering each one and ended by saying the West End was fine, just 20 minutes on the tube.
"Hmmm ok then", the voice said. "Would you be ok to meet for an interview tomorrow?"
She said she would. He gave her the name of a coffee place just off the tube station and said 10 am.
"How will I know you?" she asked.
"I'll know you" he said, "don't worry".
For some reason she didn't even think that was odd. He will know me? Of course he will know me. She put it to the back of her mind and messaged her boy friend and told him all about her job interview, not that there was much to tell. They arranged to meet at his place later that night.
The next day Lucy got her train and just 20 mins later stepped out into the busy street from the station. The coffee place was directly opposite. She saw him immediately. He was standing looking out of the window and she instinctively knew it was him. He was looking directly at her. She looked back. He was older, a trace of a smile on his face, casually but smartly dressed with short steel grey hair. She kept looking but then, embarrassed, had to look away...
She entered the cafe and stopped. He was no more than 10 feet away but he didn't immediately make any movement towards her. She froze for a minute. Maybe this wasn't him? Then he took two steps towards her and waved his hand towards a free table.
"Lucy? This one's free."
He pulled out the chair for her and then pushed it back carefully - seating her before sitting opposite himself. They exchanged pleasantries and he seemed to be studying her as they talked. He ordered her latte and an espresso for himself.
Lucy had never had any problem with being noticed by men. She was 28 years old, 5'5" tall, a brunette with shoulder length hair, very attractive, beautiful many would say and with curves in all the right places. Her problem was that men often ignored her as they always thought she was taken or they didn't think they could even talk to someone like her. It never ceased to irritate her. Sometimes she almost screamed inside if she was out and single at the time. Less attractive friends had no problems finding nice men, or sometimes not so nice. With Lucy though, they seemed scared to talk to her. Everyone noticed her as soon as she walked in a room, but then they wouldn't even try with her. But now, finally, Lucy had a handsome new boyfriend and counted herself so lucky to have found him - and vowed to keep him!
This man though was different. She didn't know his age, but guessed 50's? It didn't seem to matter. He had a low, almost hypnotic, well spoken voice and flashed her a lovely smile. She instantly seemed at ease and realised that she never felt like that at first. He seemed unaffected by her and just chatted to her as if she was already a long standing friend. Nevertheless, he still managed to tell her what she needed to know and found out what he needed to know at the same time. She was relaxed, or at least relieved somehow in his presence and felt oddly ... safe. It was definitely different, intriguing even. She began to hope she would get the job. She wanted to work for him now, to find out more. Her mind wandered off for a moment.
"So how about Monday 8.45am," he said calmly.
"What do you mean?" she said, slightly surprised.
"I mean is Monday ok for you to start your new job as my P.A?"
He said it as though it was a foregone conclusion, as if she should already have known.
"Um, wow!" She thought, silently. She really wasn't expecting that at all.
"That was fast. How many have you seen so far?"
"Six others over the past month", he said.
"Six?" She was surprised again.
"But we've only been here for about half an hour. I don't know what the job is yet. How can you know so quickly? What would be my salary?"
So many questions flooded into her mind.
"My office is at my home," he said.
"It's not far from here and I'll text you the address. I know exactly who I am looking for and I of all the people I've seen, I want you as my P.A. 35k + expenses ok? There will be trips in the UK and abroad you may need to make with me. Sometimes you'll have to look after the office on your own too if I am away. Is this ok? Shall we try, say a 6 months trial period?"
So that was it, she couldn't really refuse. She accepted the job and turned up for work as arranged on the Monday.
It was busy. It turned out that Mr James Carter was in fact a business consultant who had some very large clients. He lived in a beautiful mews house not far from the station and earned a small fortune. More to the point, he really did need a good P.A and it also turned out she grew quickly into the job and became indispensable.
James kept his distance and although from time to time her mind wandered to thoughts of a previous relationship with an older man, (one of the most intense and special times of her life). She kept reminding herself and with the odd comment to James, she had a boyfriend. She was determined not to ruin the status quo, however tempting that may be.
A whirlwind of a month passed. They were so busy. She had been on domestic business trips, manned the office on her own and was really enjoying her job. It was a Saturday and she was, of all things, in a tattoo parlour getting her second ever tattoo. Her phone rang. It was James. He was going to be away from the office on Monday and asked her to let herself in. He would leave a list of urgent things to get done on her desk.
"Sorry to have bothered you on the weekend. Um, what's that buzzing noise in the background?"
"I'm actually having a tattoo" she said, laughing.
"Well I'm very impressed," he said. "I know they hurt and you're having a conversation with me at the same time!"
"Yes it's like a spank sting" she said jokingly.
OMG! What did she just say to her boss? She just revealed that she actually knew what it was like to be spanked!
"Ah yes," he said, completely unfazed.
"I've been told before what it actually feels like and that sounds pretty accurate to me. I didn’t realise you went for that kind of thing though? Would that be with your boyfriend?"
For some reason as they weren't in the office and it was a Saturday, the office formalities, although usually quite relaxed, had all but disappeared and it seemed more like two friends chatting. Lucy was off guard and disarmed.
"Gosh, er no not really", she said. "He's not really like that or into that. It was a different relationship before him".
"Oh really" James said. "Another boyfriend?"
"Well sort of but not really." She was squirming a little now.
"He was ..", she paused.
"Yes?"
James encouraged her now, but Lucy knew she actually wanted to tell him.
"Well he was kind of my boyfriend but a lot older than me. He was really my Dom I suppose.."
There she said it!
"Aah yes, I know exactly what you are talking about. There's a lot about me you don't know either Lucy and that's one of the things you have just found out"
"You are a Dom?"
Lucy suspected James of being Dominant but had kept telling herself it was just another of her stupid fantasies with him. An unexpected thrill suddenly shot through her, shocking her a little and she flinched.
"Keep still please!"
The tattooist was pretending not to listen and concentrate on the transfer and his needle work. Although presenting his best professionally inscrutable poker face, as he always did, in reality of course he was eagerly following this story unfolding before him with growing interest.
"Well yes Lucy, I'm surprised you hadn't already worked that one out?"
James said it like it was the most obvious thing in the World.
"I did wonder" Lucy said, "but it's really not my business and such things are not appropriate for discussion in a work environment"
"Well I'm back late afternoon," he said "and maybe we can discuss this some more after we've finished. I have to go now anyway, see you then."
Then suddenly he was gone.
Lucy was now stunned by the whole exchange on the phone as the gravity started to sink in. She had gone from having a tattoo and discussing work, to discussing her and her boss's obvious penchant for BDSM in about 10 minutes flat! She didn't really know how she felt about it other than she was a little frightened but also very excited and definitely turned on by the thoughts that came flooding into her mind. She went home soon after and showed her boyfriend the new tattoo. She mentioned her boss had called her about work, but nothing else.
Monday morning came and went and soon enough it was the afternoon. She was on the phone when she heard the familiar sound of James letting himself in the front door. This time though, a shot of pure adrenaline went through her, a definite zing.. She tried to act normally. They discussed work and pleasantries and James did a quick catch up, some calls and soon it was 6 o’clock.
"Would you like a glass of wine Lucy?"
James never normally offered her wine at the end of the day, but she found herself saying yes regardless, the tension mounting.
He brought the wine and they sat sipping it together in the living room, having left the office.
"So tell me about this previous relationship with your Dom Lucy".
James, as always, was cool and unfazed and could have been discussing the weather or politics. His voice never really changed. Lucy always found it hypnotising though. She now knew how he was so successful in business. He only had to talk to them with that hypnotic voice of his and he always got the job.
So, tentatively at first, she told him about her Dom. She described how they met (he was a client of her previous boss). She just started slowly, but soon it became a torrent. It felt so good talking to someone else about it. There had never really been anyone she could talk to about these things. Her friends would never have guessed and she knew they could never really understand.
Then he asked her all sorts of questions. How long it had lasted, whether she had had any previous experience etc. No she had not really had any previous experience, she told him, although she had always known she was submissive and so it went on.
Actually, in ordinary life Lucy was a very organised person. She was always in control of everyone and everything around her. She was a very capable person. James also knew and appreciated that as she had totally transformed his office into an efficient working environment and had subsequently become invaluable to him. Yet she explained that she also craved situations where she gave that control completely to someone else. This had to be someone she trusted however, but also someone who would literally do as he wanted with her. She wanted no say and no control at all. In fact she wanted something completely different from her ordinary life and working life, just now and then. It refreshed her, cleansed her even. A kind of reset button. She craved to be used with her Dom treating like his slut and making her submit. At this point she suddenly realised she had given away too much information to her boss of all people!
"So you want to experience this again then Lucy by the sound of it?"
"Well yes I still think back to that time and how fulfilled and liberated I felt, but things have changed now. I have a boyfriend - my first serious boyfriend in a long time."
Then it suddenly hit her!
"Oh, you mean with you as my Dom?"
She was shocked at the sudden realisation and immediately felt stupid that she had realised before. But then after a moment, she was not particularly surprised once she processed it.
"Yes" he said simply.
The word hung in the air and the room seemed still for a brief moment. She started to stammer.
"Well I don't know. Part of me wants to, I will admit, but as I said, I have a boyfriend now."
"Yes but as you also said, that is a vanilla relationship isn't it? Very different from what we both like, or you really need in particular."
He sounded so reasonable, so persuasive and damn it, he was right too, but this was scary!
"But all the same, I can't really go behind my boyfriend's back. It's not fair on him and it would eat me up and make me miserable to cheat on him like that. In any case, I don't feel I can risk it."
"Ok Lucy, I want you to know that anything we have said here will have no bearing on us working together and will not affect it one iota. I will say this though. Perhaps you should talk to him about it? You never know, you might be surprised at how he reacts."
Lucy decided that it was time to go but there were so many thoughts whirring through her mind as she caught the tube home. So that was it for now. What has been said could not be unsaid and they carried on working as usual. The workload was large and neither of them had any time to think about it, let alone discuss it further. Yet not long after, she found herself at her boyfriends flat. They had just being having sex after drinking far too much wine and were curled up on the couch, one of her favourite moments together. Maybe it was because she was slightly drunk and so was he, or maybe it was because he was encouraging her to talk about her past. She didn't really know ow it started, but found herself telling him about her past relationships and her Dom and her particular submissive tastes. He was her boyfriend after all and she should be able to discuss anything with him. She told him everything. Unsurprisingly, a flood of questions followed including the obvious one.
"You mean like 50 shades?" he said.
She told him it was nothing like 50 shades in reality. That was the Hollywood version. They kept talking and then she told him about her current boss and their talk. She felt better, but inevitably he went silent trying to process it all. She sensed his mood and assured him she loved him, loved being with him and that he was more than enough for her. She had only talked about it with her boss. It meant nothing at this point. However she also revealed that her boss has suggested she talk to him and gauge the reaction.
Her boyfriend was thinking and thinking ... and then;
"You know that's not me. I can't spank you or do those things to you, or say those things to you. It's not in me. I understand though why you might like it, I really do and thank you for being so honest, we should always be that, whatever happens. Thinking about you doing it gets me hot though, I will admit that!"
Lucy thought about what he had just said.
"I know it's not you and please believe me when I say it's not what I want from you or ever expected from you, it's ok, I love our life together. But I'm getting hot thinking about you getting hot thinking about it!"
"So what do you mean exactly? You want me to actually do it? What, then tell you about it? Is that what you mean?"
Her boyfriend paused for a minute, tipsy as he was.
"Well yes I admit you telling me about it would be hot, but ... I was maybe thinking a bit more than that."
"What do you mean?" she said.
"You want to join in? Some kind of threesome?"
"I don't think James would go for that at all. He's a Dom and you're not. I wouldn't work."
"No, that's not what I meant at all. I mean I .."
He trailed off, almost unable to say it.
"You what?" she encouraged him.
"It's ok, we're being open and honest here. we've come this far, we can't go back now."
"I want to watch," he said. "In fact the more he treats you like that and calls you a slut etc. and spanks you and all that stuff, the more I would like it if I'm honest. The idea really turns me on. I would only watch though. I wouldn't join in, only watch. But the more I think about it, the more I like it! Maybe I have voyeuristic tendencies, I don't know." He fell silent, feeling for her reaction...
"Woah!"
A mixture of emotions flooded through her;
Relief that she told him.
Then surprise at his final reaction to it.
Then a palpable thrill as she started thinking about it.
It would be so hot! Him watching her with James as her Dom!
"Ok, but I very much doubt if James would go for that. I suppose could tell him it's for safety reasons though at first and see if he goes for that."
"Then it would be a one off only though I doubt he would go for it."
I'll have to see if I can somehow bring up the conversation again. Maybe I'll mention it tomorrow, see what happens"
We've come this far after all."
They left it there, hanging in the air and went to bed, their own thoughts crowding their minds. Eventually sleep claimed them and in the morning, nothing more was said.
Lucy was working with James the next day as usual. It was mad busy but they got through the morning's work. Usually she brought sandwiches with her for lunch or even went down to the local Starbucks for a panini. James often worked straight through, eating something as he worked.
"Fancy a lunch out today? I think you've earned it and I could do with a break. It's been a tough month so far."
James's offer took her off guard. He never normally invited her to lunch. Nevertheless, she agreed.
They went to a new Italian restaurant that had been open less then two weeks and managed to get a table for two without too much hassle.
She ordered steamed mussels, Italian style. He ordered Spaghetti alla puttanesca, a dish with tomatoes, garlic, anchovies, capers, olives and dried chillies. That was James all over.
They talked about nothing and about everything, but not in any depth, then he suddenly turned to her.
"So did you talk to your boyfriend about our conversation the other night"
"Yes" she said, "I did as it happens."
"And what was his reaction?"
She told him about his initial reaction, but then revealed, albeit after a second glass of Prosecco, that in the end her boyfriend admitted he got really turned on by the idea of watching.
"I see"
James was contemplating what she had said.
"I will have to have a think about that. That's something I've actually never done before."
"How about you though? How do you feel about that?"
"Well partly it's for safety reasons, James. Let's face it, we work together, but I don't really know you and having my boyfriend there makes me feel safer - at least for the first time."
"Also though if I'm honest, I think it's hot too. The idea of him watching me, not just with another man, but with a Dom and me as a sub is incredibly erotic."
"Well at least you're both being honest", James said. "I respect that."
"That's always the best way to go, then everyone knows where they stand. Let's leave it like that for now and I'll have a think about it all. Is that ok?"
Lucy nodded and finished her final glass.
A week passed and neither James or Lucy referred to the conversation again, then on the Friday late afternoon he walked over to her desk and said.
"Ok then, but I will have to set some rules of how it's going to go, otherwise I won't do it."
Lucy was a bit taken aback by this.
"Um well, ok, what rules?"
"Well your boyfriend.." he paused.
"What's his name by the way?"
"Si" she said, "Simon."
"Ok well Simon must do as he's told Lucy, which is to sit where he's told to sit and say nothing at all."
"Even if I speak to him, he can't reply. He certainly can't join in and if he breaks either of those two rules, I will just leave immediately."
"Ideally he will also be partially out of sight. However I might show you to him."
James was in full flow now.
"I might show him how you do absolutely anything you’re told to do by me, how you call me Sir and how I call you anything I want and make you my complete slut. I think you would find it hot and I would find it Dominant and to be honest, I don't really care what he thinks anyway! Are we agreed Lucy?"
"Yes Sir" Lucy said with a smile that was more of a smirk..
"So I'm actually free this weekend as it happens, are you both free?" James replied
Lucy said she'd make a call and get back to James that evening and they could arrange a time and a place. She spoke to Simon who was beside himself with excitement at the thought that this was actually going to happen and then she got back to James. They agreed to meet at her flat (so she felt safer) at 8.00 that evening.
Lucy and Simon waited and talked nervously. At one point Lucy wanted to call it off, but then recovered her nerve. Eventually the door buzzer went, she pressed the button and listened as James came up the stairs. She let him in and introduced him to Simon and handed him a glass of wine. James put a leather bag down that seemed a little heavy and Lucy shot a glance at that nervously. He said he need to have a look round first.
Eventually after scanning the room James picked up a chair and put it right over in the corner of the room. Simon could see the whole room, but he was also a little detached from it and the bed etc., by the distance. James also turned off the main light and put on a single sidelight by the bed which left the corners of the room darker. He hadn't touched his wine, but brought out a bottle of water from his bag and took a sip from that.
Lucy was wearing what James had told her to wear, a white top, short skirt and pull ups. He allowed her to choose her own underwear.
"Lucy" He said.
"Yes?"
Lucy whirled round as she had been looking over at Simon, now seated quietly in the corner.
"Stop looking at Simon and don't look at him again. As far as you're concerned now he is just a silent party and you will not look at him or engage him in any way. Is that clear?"
Lucy was a little taken aback by James's remark.
"Yes ok then."
"That is not the correct response Lucy." James came back at her sharply.
"Yes what?"
"Yes Sir", Lucy said a little hesitantly.
"Good girl Lucy," James said.
"Now we're starting to get somewhere.I want you to stand in the middle of the room in front of me here and do exactly as I say".
"Yes Sir." Lucy went and stood in the middle of the room.
"Now let me look at you, are you wearing the pull ups?"
"Yes sir" she said.
"Ok, then undo the zip on that skirt and let it fall to the floor," he commanded in that even voice of his.
Lucy did that immediately and without hesitation, but caught a fleeting glance of Simon as the skirt fell. He was visibly taken aback by the complete obedience of Lucy with this man. There was no hesitation, she seemed to be completely under his control within seconds. It was as if there was an unsaid mental bond the moment between the two as he had walked in the door
Lucy was now in her underwear with the pull-ups and what gorgeous, sexy black underwear it was too.
"You chose well Lucy, I'm pleased," he said, studying the gorgeous figure in front of him.
"Now come over here. I think I might have to start by warming you up a little"
Lucy walked over to him without hesitation again.
"Tonight, you are going to be my submissive slut, Lucy. I know you want that and crave that and I'm going to make it happen. You're going to continue to do exactly as I say, when I say and I will do with you and use you as I please."
He waited for a second for this to sink in.
"Is that what you want Lucy?"
"Yes sir she replied".
"Yes what sir?" he came back at her.
"Yes please sir" she replied almost immediately.
"Remember your manners Lucy"
The mental domination was taking hold, Lucy was starting to relax now as she gave herself over to this man completely. She no longer needed to make any decisions, just obey and allow it to happen to her. She began to get really excited and horny. What would be next? She couldn't wait now, nerves were being replaced by pure lust.
James went into his bag and brought out some wrist cuffs and a blindfold. She obediently offered her hands to him as he buckled them up and slipped the blindfold over her hair and then led her back to where he had been sitting.
"You're going to lie across my lap now Lucy from this side, on your front with your hands out in front of you."
He positioned her so she could feel his legs against hers and she immediately lay straight across his knees from left to right.
Now James had her blindfolded and cuffed, she entered a different world where all her other senses became very acute. Without vision, it was smell, hearing and touch. She could smell a trace his cologne, she though she could hear Simon breathing or moving slightly in the corner and it reminded her he was still there watching from behind.
Now James started to move his hand across her soft skin down her back and onto her G string, which showed her gorgeous bum. Simon was 10 feet away and looking straight back at her gorgeous bum as she was over James' knee. James stroked her softly at first, then used his nails to trace down her back and over it again. She flinched slightly and shifted, her breathing changing and rising.
"You know I'm going to spank you don't you Lucy" James said quietly.
"Yes sir," Lucy replied.
You want me to don't you Lucy?
"Yes please Sir", she replied again a little more confidently this time.
I'm going to spank you because your such a little slut for letting me do this to you right in front of your boyfriend Lucy".
She let out a stifled "God" when he called her a slut. It got to her even more and filled her with lust and expectation.
"I think I'll take this off now and show Simon what I'm going to do with you."
As he said it, he was already pulling down the waist band of her G string over her hips and down her legs, She lifted herself up obediently. James continued.
"He's right behind you Lucy and can see everything, so if I pull your cheeks apart like this, he's going to see just how wet I know you are already."
He pulled her cheeks wide apart as Simon looked on from the corner of the room. He was amazed that this was his girlfriend behaving like a complete obedient slut right in front of him. His mouth was open now with a slightly incredulous look on his face.
James then pushed her legs apart a little and traced a finger from his right hand up her pussy from bottom to top, parting her lips as he did so. His finger was soaking and glistening. Lucy was beside herself with lust now, hornier than she could ever remember being before and all James had done so far was talk to her and put her over his knee. She visibly squirmed and moaned now as he did this.
"So now I'm going to see just how wet I can get you Lucy."
He landed a short slap with his right hand across her right cheek. Then did the same to her left and kept alternating about 6 times. Lucy wasn't expecting that and yelped and squirmed, rubbing herself into his knee and feeling a growing bulge beneath her. He continued regardless.
"Let me check again Lucy"
This time he pushed his thumb from his left hand into her pussy from behind and then curled it up behind her public bone, stroking her squelchy aching special spot. She moaned loudly and squirmed again. She was literally dripping now and could easily cum at any point.
"Yes very, very wet now Lucy", James continued.
"But don't you dare cum until I tell you to Lucy"
He started to work his thumb inside her whilst rubbing her clit with his fingers at the same time.
"But I really need to.." Lucy was desperate, begging him.
"No!" he said and slapped her hard at the same time, the mixture of pleasure and pain, incredibly intense.
"I'll tell you when - and how."
He kept stroking , but faster and harder now and every time he could feel her starting to contract and grip his thumb , he just stopped, let her subside a little and then started again.
"Not yet" he said.
Now he told her to stand up and led her to the bed. She was shaking so much, she could hardly walk, the juices literally running down her leg, her bum glowing red. He told her to lay on her back and unclipped her cuffs from each other and brought her arms down by her side. He arranged her across the bed again deliberately so Simon could see everything as he put on her ankle cuffs and attached them to the wrist cuffs either side, her legs wide apart revealing her puffy, swollen, dripping, pussy.
She was even more completely at his mercy, her feelings indescribable.
"You look like a complete slut now Lucy. What are you? He demanded.
She replied immediately in a shaky voice.
"A slut sir".
"Do you want me to use you like a complete slut whore Lucy?"
"Yes sir, I want you to use me anyway you like".
James then cupped her pussy with his right hand feeling the wetness and gave it a little slap. Then another a bit harder and another. Lucy was unprepared for this and yelped and squirmed helplessly rocking from side to side but completely unable to do anything about it. She'd never had her pussy slapped before like that. In the corner of his eye, James saw Simon almost get out of his chair and open his mouth as if to say something, but he shot him a look and he stopped in his tracks and sat down again.
James went into his leather bag again and brought out a large powerful wand, plugging it in to the socket by the bedside table.
"Let's see how much of this you can take now Lucy"
He turned it on the lower setting, undid her bra from the back, pulled it away and moved the wand over her gorgeous full breasts towards her hard nipples, now completely erect and aching. She flinched and took an intake of breath. With her blindfold on, all these sensations were intensified beyond belief. She had never felt like this before, even with her last Dom. This was a totally new level. She loved it, but ached to cum, consumed with lust still, her eyes glazed under the blindfold.
James continued teasing her nipples with the wand until bringing it lower and lower until he started to move it up between her thighs. He reached her pussy and slowly rubbed the wand between her lips towards her needy spot. She almost screamed out as he moved it to the higher setting at the same time.
"Remember no cumming without permission" James reminded her again.
"Please sir I really need to cum now."
Lucy was actually crying and desperate. She had never been at this point before..
"If I let you cum now Lucy, I want you to cum really loudly and tell me when you are about to, before you do"
"Shall I let you now Lucy?"
"Please sir, pleeeease."
Will you cum like the filthy little slut you are Lucy."
"Yes sir." She was visibly shaking now.
"Ok, cum now you little slut... loudly!"
Lucy started to moan deeply on command, almost like a primeval noise from deep within. It seemed to well up from her very soul, she cried out..
"I'm cumming, I'm cumming."
"Louder!", he said, then again, really shouting at her. "Really loud, cum now Lucy!"
Lucy started screaming now, as he called a slut again and brought the wand up to the high setting. Being called these names took Lucy completely over the edge. She shook uncontrollably, making so much noise, everyone in the building must have heard. She was totally out of control now bucking shaking and her entire being had virtually had entered into another time and place altogether. She had never had multiple orgasms like that in her entire life. Simon was literally sitting with his mouth open unable to move, visibly shocked but fascinated at the same time.
Eventually James let her subside and rest. He gave her water.
"We've only just started,"he said, took off the blindfold and looked directly into her eyes.
Then as he did so, he said,
"Because now I'm going to turn you over on all fours on the edge of the bed, stand behind you and fuck you hard and deep using the wand on you at the same time."
I want to see you cum a whole lot more before I'm finished with you Lucy. I'm going to grab your hair and pull and spank you too."
You're mine now Lucy, mine to do with as I please. My little slut for my use."
"What are you?"
Lucy mumbled something, almost unable to speak.
"I said what are you Lucy?" He was a little angrier this time.
Lucy snapped into focus. "Your slut" she said, gaining confidence.
Immediately, she was surprised and stung by a sharp slap across her pussy.
"You forgot something Lucy" James was insistent, totally in control.
Lucy groaned and stifled another
"Oh God."
She was amazed that she was in this situation but wanted more - and more.
"Your slut Sir," she responded, the words somehow giving her a sense of release.
There was no stopping now. This was her time and it was the time of her life. She didn't care about anything or anyone else. She was completely consumed by this man and her submission to him.
James undid her cuffs and started to turn her over pulling her easily to the edge of the bed as promised..
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No more information. Business type, where, what, who, nothing at all.
There were other ads. Some of them gave much detail, almost too much information. Many waxed lyrical about what the position was, who it was for and what was expected, but Lucy being Lucy, ignored those. Maybe it was the thrill of the unknown, the curiosity of what or who was behind the ad. Maybe it was just her. One thing for sure, she needed to know.
She called. The phone rang - and rang and rang some more until she was about to give up and press the red button on her iPhone. She reached for it.
"Hello?" A man's voice answered. It was low, well spoken, but like the ad really didn't give anything away.
"It's about the ad" she said hesitantly.
"Yes" he said .."and you are?".
"Lucy" she said a bit taken aback by the casual abruptness of this approach.
"Lucy who?" the voice said again. She gave her second name.
"Age, experience? Where do you live Lucy? This job is in the West End."
Lucy went through the list of questions answering each one and ended by saying the West End was fine, just 20 minutes on the tube.
"Hmmm ok then", the voice said. "Would you be ok to meet for an interview tomorrow?"
She said she would. He gave her the name of a coffee place just off the tube station and said 10 am.
"How will I know you?" she asked.
"I'll know you" he said, "don't worry".
For some reason she didn't even think that was odd. He will know me? Of course he will know me. She put it to the back of her mind and messaged her boy friend and told him all about her job interview, not that there was much to tell. They arranged to meet at his place later that night.
The next day Lucy got her train and just 20 mins later stepped out into the busy street from the station. The coffee place was directly opposite. She saw him immediately. He was standing looking out of the window and she instinctively knew it was him. He was looking directly at her. She looked back. He was older, a trace of a smile on his face, casually but smartly dressed with short steel grey hair. She kept looking but then, embarrassed, had to look away...
She entered the cafe and stopped. He was no more than 10 feet away but he didn't immediately make any movement towards her. She froze for a minute. Maybe this wasn't him? Then he took two steps towards her and waved his hand towards a free table.
"Lucy? This one's free."
He pulled out the chair for her and then pushed it back carefully - seating her before sitting opposite himself. They exchanged pleasantries and he seemed to be studying her as they talked. He ordered her latte and an espresso for himself.
Lucy had never had any problem with being noticed by men. She was 28 years old, 5'5" tall, a brunette with shoulder length hair, very attractive, beautiful many would say and with curves in all the right places. Her problem was that men often ignored her as they always thought she was taken or they didn't think they could even talk to someone like her. It never ceased to irritate her. Sometimes she almost screamed inside if she was out and single at the time. Less attractive friends had no problems finding nice men, or sometimes not so nice. With Lucy though, they seemed scared to talk to her. Everyone noticed her as soon as she walked in a room, but then they wouldn't even try with her. But now, finally, Lucy had a handsome new boyfriend and counted herself so lucky to have found him - and vowed to keep him!
This man though was different. She didn't know his age, but guessed 50's? It didn't seem to matter. He had a low, almost hypnotic, well spoken voice and flashed her a lovely smile. She instantly seemed at ease and realised that she never felt like that at first. He seemed unaffected by her and just chatted to her as if she was already a long standing friend. Nevertheless, he still managed to tell her what she needed to know and found out what he needed to know at the same time. She was relaxed, or at least relieved somehow in his presence and felt oddly ... safe. It was definitely different, intriguing even. She began to hope she would get the job. She wanted to work for him now, to find out more. Her mind wandered off for a moment.
"So how about Monday 8.45am," he said calmly.
"What do you mean?" she said, slightly surprised.
"I mean is Monday ok for you to start your new job as my P.A?"
He said it as though it was a foregone conclusion, as if she should already have known.
"Um, wow!" She thought, silently. She really wasn't expecting that at all.
"That was fast. How many have you seen so far?"
"Six others over the past month", he said.
"Six?" She was surprised again.
"But we've only been here for about half an hour. I don't know what the job is yet. How can you know so quickly? What would be my salary?"
So many questions flooded into her mind.
"My office is at my home," he said.
"It's not far from here and I'll text you the address. I know exactly who I am looking for and I of all the people I've seen, I want you as my P.A. 35k + expenses ok? There will be trips in the UK and abroad you may need to make with me. Sometimes you'll have to look after the office on your own too if I am away. Is this ok? Shall we try, say a 6 months trial period?"
So that was it, she couldn't really refuse. She accepted the job and turned up for work as arranged on the Monday.
It was busy. It turned out that Mr James Carter was in fact a business consultant who had some very large clients. He lived in a beautiful mews house not far from the station and earned a small fortune. More to the point, he really did need a good P.A and it also turned out she grew quickly into the job and became indispensable.
James kept his distance and although from time to time her mind wandered to thoughts of a previous relationship with an older man, (one of the most intense and special times of her life). She kept reminding herself and with the odd comment to James, she had a boyfriend. She was determined not to ruin the status quo, however tempting that may be.
A whirlwind of a month passed. They were so busy. She had been on domestic business trips, manned the office on her own and was really enjoying her job. It was a Saturday and she was, of all things, in a tattoo parlour getting her second ever tattoo. Her phone rang. It was James. He was going to be away from the office on Monday and asked her to let herself in. He would leave a list of urgent things to get done on her desk.
"Sorry to have bothered you on the weekend. Um, what's that buzzing noise in the background?"
"I'm actually having a tattoo" she said, laughing.
"Well I'm very impressed," he said. "I know they hurt and you're having a conversation with me at the same time!"
"Yes it's like a spank sting" she said jokingly.
OMG! What did she just say to her boss? She just revealed that she actually knew what it was like to be spanked!
"Ah yes," he said, completely unfazed.
"I've been told before what it actually feels like and that sounds pretty accurate to me. I didn’t realise you went for that kind of thing though? Would that be with your boyfriend?"
For some reason as they weren't in the office and it was a Saturday, the office formalities, although usually quite relaxed, had all but disappeared and it seemed more like two friends chatting. Lucy was off guard and disarmed.
"Gosh, er no not really", she said. "He's not really like that or into that. It was a different relationship before him".
"Oh really" James said. "Another boyfriend?"
"Well sort of but not really." She was squirming a little now.
"He was ..", she paused.
"Yes?"
James encouraged her now, but Lucy knew she actually wanted to tell him.
"Well he was kind of my boyfriend but a lot older than me. He was really my Dom I suppose.."
There she said it!
"Aah yes, I know exactly what you are talking about. There's a lot about me you don't know either Lucy and that's one of the things you have just found out"
"You are a Dom?"
Lucy suspected James of being Dominant but had kept telling herself it was just another of her stupid fantasies with him. An unexpected thrill suddenly shot through her, shocking her a little and she flinched.
"Keep still please!"
The tattooist was pretending not to listen and concentrate on the transfer and his needle work. Although presenting his best professionally inscrutable poker face, as he always did, in reality of course he was eagerly following this story unfolding before him with growing interest.
"Well yes Lucy, I'm surprised you hadn't already worked that one out?"
James said it like it was the most obvious thing in the World.
"I did wonder" Lucy said, "but it's really not my business and such things are not appropriate for discussion in a work environment"
"Well I'm back late afternoon," he said "and maybe we can discuss this some more after we've finished. I have to go now anyway, see you then."
Then suddenly he was gone.
Lucy was now stunned by the whole exchange on the phone as the gravity started to sink in. She had gone from having a tattoo and discussing work, to discussing her and her boss's obvious penchant for BDSM in about 10 minutes flat! She didn't really know how she felt about it other than she was a little frightened but also very excited and definitely turned on by the thoughts that came flooding into her mind. She went home soon after and showed her boyfriend the new tattoo. She mentioned her boss had called her about work, but nothing else.
Monday morning came and went and soon enough it was the afternoon. She was on the phone when she heard the familiar sound of James letting himself in the front door. This time though, a shot of pure adrenaline went through her, a definite zing.. She tried to act normally. They discussed work and pleasantries and James did a quick catch up, some calls and soon it was 6 o’clock.
"Would you like a glass of wine Lucy?"
James never normally offered her wine at the end of the day, but she found herself saying yes regardless, the tension mounting.
He brought the wine and they sat sipping it together in the living room, having left the office.
"So tell me about this previous relationship with your Dom Lucy".
James, as always, was cool and unfazed and could have been discussing the weather or politics. His voice never really changed. Lucy always found it hypnotising though. She now knew how he was so successful in business. He only had to talk to them with that hypnotic voice of his and he always got the job.
So, tentatively at first, she told him about her Dom. She described how they met (he was a client of her previous boss). She just started slowly, but soon it became a torrent. It felt so good talking to someone else about it. There had never really been anyone she could talk to about these things. Her friends would never have guessed and she knew they could never really understand.
Then he asked her all sorts of questions. How long it had lasted, whether she had had any previous experience etc. No she had not really had any previous experience, she told him, although she had always known she was submissive and so it went on.
Actually, in ordinary life Lucy was a very organised person. She was always in control of everyone and everything around her. She was a very capable person. James also knew and appreciated that as she had totally transformed his office into an efficient working environment and had subsequently become invaluable to him. Yet she explained that she also craved situations where she gave that control completely to someone else. This had to be someone she trusted however, but also someone who would literally do as he wanted with her. She wanted no say and no control at all. In fact she wanted something completely different from her ordinary life and working life, just now and then. It refreshed her, cleansed her even. A kind of reset button. She craved to be used with her Dom treating like his slut and making her submit. At this point she suddenly realised she had given away too much information to her boss of all people!
"So you want to experience this again then Lucy by the sound of it?"
"Well yes I still think back to that time and how fulfilled and liberated I felt, but things have changed now. I have a boyfriend - my first serious boyfriend in a long time."
Then it suddenly hit her!
"Oh, you mean with you as my Dom?"
She was shocked at the sudden realisation and immediately felt stupid that she had realised before. But then after a moment, she was not particularly surprised once she processed it.
"Yes" he said simply.
The word hung in the air and the room seemed still for a brief moment. She started to stammer.
"Well I don't know. Part of me wants to, I will admit, but as I said, I have a boyfriend now."
"Yes but as you also said, that is a vanilla relationship isn't it? Very different from what we both like, or you really need in particular."
He sounded so reasonable, so persuasive and damn it, he was right too, but this was scary!
"But all the same, I can't really go behind my boyfriend's back. It's not fair on him and it would eat me up and make me miserable to cheat on him like that. In any case, I don't feel I can risk it."
"Ok Lucy, I want you to know that anything we have said here will have no bearing on us working together and will not affect it one iota. I will say this though. Perhaps you should talk to him about it? You never know, you might be surprised at how he reacts."
Lucy decided that it was time to go but there were so many thoughts whirring through her mind as she caught the tube home. So that was it for now. What has been said could not be unsaid and they carried on working as usual. The workload was large and neither of them had any time to think about it, let alone discuss it further. Yet not long after, she found herself at her boyfriends flat. They had just being having sex after drinking far too much wine and were curled up on the couch, one of her favourite moments together. Maybe it was because she was slightly drunk and so was he, or maybe it was because he was encouraging her to talk about her past. She didn't really know ow it started, but found herself telling him about her past relationships and her Dom and her particular submissive tastes. He was her boyfriend after all and she should be able to discuss anything with him. She told him everything. Unsurprisingly, a flood of questions followed including the obvious one.
"You mean like 50 shades?" he said.
She told him it was nothing like 50 shades in reality. That was the Hollywood version. They kept talking and then she told him about her current boss and their talk. She felt better, but inevitably he went silent trying to process it all. She sensed his mood and assured him she loved him, loved being with him and that he was more than enough for her. She had only talked about it with her boss. It meant nothing at this point. However she also revealed that her boss has suggested she talk to him and gauge the reaction.
Her boyfriend was thinking and thinking ... and then;
"You know that's not me. I can't spank you or do those things to you, or say those things to you. It's not in me. I understand though why you might like it, I really do and thank you for being so honest, we should always be that, whatever happens. Thinking about you doing it gets me hot though, I will admit that!"
Lucy thought about what he had just said.
"I know it's not you and please believe me when I say it's not what I want from you or ever expected from you, it's ok, I love our life together. But I'm getting hot thinking about you getting hot thinking about it!"
"So what do you mean exactly? You want me to actually do it? What, then tell you about it? Is that what you mean?"
Her boyfriend paused for a minute, tipsy as he was.
"Well yes I admit you telling me about it would be hot, but ... I was maybe thinking a bit more than that."
"What do you mean?" she said.
"You want to join in? Some kind of threesome?"
"I don't think James would go for that at all. He's a Dom and you're not. I wouldn't work."
"No, that's not what I meant at all. I mean I .."
He trailed off, almost unable to say it.
"You what?" she encouraged him.
"It's ok, we're being open and honest here. we've come this far, we can't go back now."
"I want to watch," he said. "In fact the more he treats you like that and calls you a slut etc. and spanks you and all that stuff, the more I would like it if I'm honest. The idea really turns me on. I would only watch though. I wouldn't join in, only watch. But the more I think about it, the more I like it! Maybe I have voyeuristic tendencies, I don't know." He fell silent, feeling for her reaction...
"Woah!"
A mixture of emotions flooded through her;
Relief that she told him.
Then surprise at his final reaction to it.
Then a palpable thrill as she started thinking about it.
It would be so hot! Him watching her with James as her Dom!
"Ok, but I very much doubt if James would go for that. I suppose could tell him it's for safety reasons though at first and see if he goes for that."
"Then it would be a one off only though I doubt he would go for it."
I'll have to see if I can somehow bring up the conversation again. Maybe I'll mention it tomorrow, see what happens"
We've come this far after all."
They left it there, hanging in the air and went to bed, their own thoughts crowding their minds. Eventually sleep claimed them and in the morning, nothing more was said.
Lucy was working with James the next day as usual. It was mad busy but they got through the morning's work. Usually she brought sandwiches with her for lunch or even went down to the local Starbucks for a panini. James often worked straight through, eating something as he worked.
"Fancy a lunch out today? I think you've earned it and I could do with a break. It's been a tough month so far."
James's offer took her off guard. He never normally invited her to lunch. Nevertheless, she agreed.
They went to a new Italian restaurant that had been open less then two weeks and managed to get a table for two without too much hassle.
She ordered steamed mussels, Italian style. He ordered Spaghetti alla puttanesca, a dish with tomatoes, garlic, anchovies, capers, olives and dried chillies. That was James all over.
They talked about nothing and about everything, but not in any depth, then he suddenly turned to her.
"So did you talk to your boyfriend about our conversation the other night"
"Yes" she said, "I did as it happens."
"And what was his reaction?"
She told him about his initial reaction, but then revealed, albeit after a second glass of Prosecco, that in the end her boyfriend admitted he got really turned on by the idea of watching.
"I see"
James was contemplating what she had said.
"I will have to have a think about that. That's something I've actually never done before."
"How about you though? How do you feel about that?"
"Well partly it's for safety reasons, James. Let's face it, we work together, but I don't really know you and having my boyfriend there makes me feel safer - at least for the first time."
"Also though if I'm honest, I think it's hot too. The idea of him watching me, not just with another man, but with a Dom and me as a sub is incredibly erotic."
"Well at least you're both being honest", James said. "I respect that."
"That's always the best way to go, then everyone knows where they stand. Let's leave it like that for now and I'll have a think about it all. Is that ok?"
Lucy nodded and finished her final glass.
A week passed and neither James or Lucy referred to the conversation again, then on the Friday late afternoon he walked over to her desk and said.
"Ok then, but I will have to set some rules of how it's going to go, otherwise I won't do it."
Lucy was a bit taken aback by this.
"Um well, ok, what rules?"
"Well your boyfriend.." he paused.
"What's his name by the way?"
"Si" she said, "Simon."
"Ok well Simon must do as he's told Lucy, which is to sit where he's told to sit and say nothing at all."
"Even if I speak to him, he can't reply. He certainly can't join in and if he breaks either of those two rules, I will just leave immediately."
"Ideally he will also be partially out of sight. However I might show you to him."
James was in full flow now.
"I might show him how you do absolutely anything you’re told to do by me, how you call me Sir and how I call you anything I want and make you my complete slut. I think you would find it hot and I would find it Dominant and to be honest, I don't really care what he thinks anyway! Are we agreed Lucy?"
"Yes Sir" Lucy said with a smile that was more of a smirk..
"So I'm actually free this weekend as it happens, are you both free?" James replied
Lucy said she'd make a call and get back to James that evening and they could arrange a time and a place. She spoke to Simon who was beside himself with excitement at the thought that this was actually going to happen and then she got back to James. They agreed to meet at her flat (so she felt safer) at 8.00 that evening.
Lucy and Simon waited and talked nervously. At one point Lucy wanted to call it off, but then recovered her nerve. Eventually the door buzzer went, she pressed the button and listened as James came up the stairs. She let him in and introduced him to Simon and handed him a glass of wine. James put a leather bag down that seemed a little heavy and Lucy shot a glance at that nervously. He said he need to have a look round first.
Eventually after scanning the room James picked up a chair and put it right over in the corner of the room. Simon could see the whole room, but he was also a little detached from it and the bed etc., by the distance. James also turned off the main light and put on a single sidelight by the bed which left the corners of the room darker. He hadn't touched his wine, but brought out a bottle of water from his bag and took a sip from that.
Lucy was wearing what James had told her to wear, a white top, short skirt and pull ups. He allowed her to choose her own underwear.
"Lucy" He said.
"Yes?"
Lucy whirled round as she had been looking over at Simon, now seated quietly in the corner.
"Stop looking at Simon and don't look at him again. As far as you're concerned now he is just a silent party and you will not look at him or engage him in any way. Is that clear?"
Lucy was a little taken aback by James's remark.
"Yes ok then."
"That is not the correct response Lucy." James came back at her sharply.
"Yes what?"
"Yes Sir", Lucy said a little hesitantly.
"Good girl Lucy," James said.
"Now we're starting to get somewhere.I want you to stand in the middle of the room in front of me here and do exactly as I say".
"Yes Sir." Lucy went and stood in the middle of the room.
"Now let me look at you, are you wearing the pull ups?"
"Yes sir" she said.
"Ok, then undo the zip on that skirt and let it fall to the floor," he commanded in that even voice of his.
Lucy did that immediately and without hesitation, but caught a fleeting glance of Simon as the skirt fell. He was visibly taken aback by the complete obedience of Lucy with this man. There was no hesitation, she seemed to be completely under his control within seconds. It was as if there was an unsaid mental bond the moment between the two as he had walked in the door
Lucy was now in her underwear with the pull-ups and what gorgeous, sexy black underwear it was too.
"You chose well Lucy, I'm pleased," he said, studying the gorgeous figure in front of him.
"Now come over here. I think I might have to start by warming you up a little"
Lucy walked over to him without hesitation again.
"Tonight, you are going to be my submissive slut, Lucy. I know you want that and crave that and I'm going to make it happen. You're going to continue to do exactly as I say, when I say and I will do with you and use you as I please."
He waited for a second for this to sink in.
"Is that what you want Lucy?"
"Yes sir she replied".
"Yes what sir?" he came back at her.
"Yes please sir" she replied almost immediately.
"Remember your manners Lucy"
The mental domination was taking hold, Lucy was starting to relax now as she gave herself over to this man completely. She no longer needed to make any decisions, just obey and allow it to happen to her. She began to get really excited and horny. What would be next? She couldn't wait now, nerves were being replaced by pure lust.
James went into his bag and brought out some wrist cuffs and a blindfold. She obediently offered her hands to him as he buckled them up and slipped the blindfold over her hair and then led her back to where he had been sitting.
"You're going to lie across my lap now Lucy from this side, on your front with your hands out in front of you."
He positioned her so she could feel his legs against hers and she immediately lay straight across his knees from left to right.
Now James had her blindfolded and cuffed, she entered a different world where all her other senses became very acute. Without vision, it was smell, hearing and touch. She could smell a trace his cologne, she though she could hear Simon breathing or moving slightly in the corner and it reminded her he was still there watching from behind.
Now James started to move his hand across her soft skin down her back and onto her G string, which showed her gorgeous bum. Simon was 10 feet away and looking straight back at her gorgeous bum as she was over James' knee. James stroked her softly at first, then used his nails to trace down her back and over it again. She flinched slightly and shifted, her breathing changing and rising.
"You know I'm going to spank you don't you Lucy" James said quietly.
"Yes sir," Lucy replied.
You want me to don't you Lucy?
"Yes please Sir", she replied again a little more confidently this time.
I'm going to spank you because your such a little slut for letting me do this to you right in front of your boyfriend Lucy".
She let out a stifled "God" when he called her a slut. It got to her even more and filled her with lust and expectation.
"I think I'll take this off now and show Simon what I'm going to do with you."
As he said it, he was already pulling down the waist band of her G string over her hips and down her legs, She lifted herself up obediently. James continued.
"He's right behind you Lucy and can see everything, so if I pull your cheeks apart like this, he's going to see just how wet I know you are already."
He pulled her cheeks wide apart as Simon looked on from the corner of the room. He was amazed that this was his girlfriend behaving like a complete obedient slut right in front of him. His mouth was open now with a slightly incredulous look on his face.
James then pushed her legs apart a little and traced a finger from his right hand up her pussy from bottom to top, parting her lips as he did so. His finger was soaking and glistening. Lucy was beside herself with lust now, hornier than she could ever remember being before and all James had done so far was talk to her and put her over his knee. She visibly squirmed and moaned now as he did this.
"So now I'm going to see just how wet I can get you Lucy."
He landed a short slap with his right hand across her right cheek. Then did the same to her left and kept alternating about 6 times. Lucy wasn't expecting that and yelped and squirmed, rubbing herself into his knee and feeling a growing bulge beneath her. He continued regardless.
"Let me check again Lucy"
This time he pushed his thumb from his left hand into her pussy from behind and then curled it up behind her public bone, stroking her squelchy aching special spot. She moaned loudly and squirmed again. She was literally dripping now and could easily cum at any point.
"Yes very, very wet now Lucy", James continued.
"But don't you dare cum until I tell you to Lucy"
He started to work his thumb inside her whilst rubbing her clit with his fingers at the same time.
"But I really need to.." Lucy was desperate, begging him.
"No!" he said and slapped her hard at the same time, the mixture of pleasure and pain, incredibly intense.
"I'll tell you when - and how."
He kept stroking , but faster and harder now and every time he could feel her starting to contract and grip his thumb , he just stopped, let her subside a little and then started again.
"Not yet" he said.
Now he told her to stand up and led her to the bed. She was shaking so much, she could hardly walk, the juices literally running down her leg, her bum glowing red. He told her to lay on her back and unclipped her cuffs from each other and brought her arms down by her side. He arranged her across the bed again deliberately so Simon could see everything as he put on her ankle cuffs and attached them to the wrist cuffs either side, her legs wide apart revealing her puffy, swollen, dripping, pussy.
She was even more completely at his mercy, her feelings indescribable.
"You look like a complete slut now Lucy. What are you? He demanded.
She replied immediately in a shaky voice.
"A slut sir".
"Do you want me to use you like a complete slut whore Lucy?"
"Yes sir, I want you to use me anyway you like".
James then cupped her pussy with his right hand feeling the wetness and gave it a little slap. Then another a bit harder and another. Lucy was unprepared for this and yelped and squirmed helplessly rocking from side to side but completely unable to do anything about it. She'd never had her pussy slapped before like that. In the corner of his eye, James saw Simon almost get out of his chair and open his mouth as if to say something, but he shot him a look and he stopped in his tracks and sat down again.
James went into his leather bag again and brought out a large powerful wand, plugging it in to the socket by the bedside table.
"Let's see how much of this you can take now Lucy"
He turned it on the lower setting, undid her bra from the back, pulled it away and moved the wand over her gorgeous full breasts towards her hard nipples, now completely erect and aching. She flinched and took an intake of breath. With her blindfold on, all these sensations were intensified beyond belief. She had never felt like this before, even with her last Dom. This was a totally new level. She loved it, but ached to cum, consumed with lust still, her eyes glazed under the blindfold.
James continued teasing her nipples with the wand until bringing it lower and lower until he started to move it up between her thighs. He reached her pussy and slowly rubbed the wand between her lips towards her needy spot. She almost screamed out as he moved it to the higher setting at the same time.
"Remember no cumming without permission" James reminded her again.
"Please sir I really need to cum now."
Lucy was actually crying and desperate. She had never been at this point before..
"If I let you cum now Lucy, I want you to cum really loudly and tell me when you are about to, before you do"
"Shall I let you now Lucy?"
"Please sir, pleeeease."
Will you cum like the filthy little slut you are Lucy."
"Yes sir." She was visibly shaking now.
"Ok, cum now you little slut... loudly!"
Lucy started to moan deeply on command, almost like a primeval noise from deep within. It seemed to well up from her very soul, she cried out..
"I'm cumming, I'm cumming."
"Louder!", he said, then again, really shouting at her. "Really loud, cum now Lucy!"
Lucy started screaming now, as he called a slut again and brought the wand up to the high setting. Being called these names took Lucy completely over the edge. She shook uncontrollably, making so much noise, everyone in the building must have heard. She was totally out of control now bucking shaking and her entire being had virtually had entered into another time and place altogether. She had never had multiple orgasms like that in her entire life. Simon was literally sitting with his mouth open unable to move, visibly shocked but fascinated at the same time.
Eventually James let her subside and rest. He gave her water.
"We've only just started,"he said, took off the blindfold and looked directly into her eyes.
Then as he did so, he said,
"Because now I'm going to turn you over on all fours on the edge of the bed, stand behind you and fuck you hard and deep using the wand on you at the same time."
I want to see you cum a whole lot more before I'm finished with you Lucy. I'm going to grab your hair and pull and spank you too."
You're mine now Lucy, mine to do with as I please. My little slut for my use."
"What are you?"
Lucy mumbled something, almost unable to speak.
"I said what are you Lucy?" He was a little angrier this time.
Lucy snapped into focus. "Your slut" she said, gaining confidence.
Immediately, she was surprised and stung by a sharp slap across her pussy.
"You forgot something Lucy" James was insistent, totally in control.
Lucy groaned and stifled another
"Oh God."
She was amazed that she was in this situation but wanted more - and more.
"Your slut Sir," she responded, the words somehow giving her a sense of release.
There was no stopping now. This was her time and it was the time of her life. She didn't care about anything or anyone else. She was completely consumed by this man and her submission to him.
James undid her cuffs and started to turn her over pulling her easily to the edge of the bed as promised..
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