The Office Slave #3 - On Her Knees
Erotic Short Story
Volume 3, The Office Slave Series
August 12, 2014
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He'll master her body and soul...
but will he lose himself in the process?
Her friend had arranged for her to live out her sexual fantasy of being office slave to four hot hunky business partners, and at the end, their fifth partner had called to ask if she wanted to be dominated… for real. His deep, domineering voice had elicited the most compelling and intense sex dreams she'd ever known. Then when she gave up control to him, she was totally hooked.
Now she is exploring what it means to be in a Dominant/submissive relationship with a man who seems to gain more pleasure from watching her with other men rather than giving her what she really wants. Him.
Mr. Grant has never experienced a submissive as willing and desirable as Sylvia. Everything about her makes him want her, threatening the steadfast control he keeps over himself when mastering a woman.
No submissive has ever broken through his carefully erected barrier of indifference. Until now.
Can Sylvia break through his self-imposed walls to touch the man beneath?
knocked on the double door and waited. A moment later, the door
opened. Her breath caught at the sight of Mr. Grant, so tall and
handsome in his dark, finely tailored suit.
"Come in, Sylvia."
She stepped inside, a little intimidated by the large, luxurious suite. Four men relaxed in a sitting area by a big window overlooking the lights of the city below, all impeccably dressed in expensive looking suits. They sat in beige brocade upholstered armchairs with tall high backs and wooden armrests.
She had half-expected the men Mr. Grant wanted her to entertain to be his business partners, simply role-playing. But these men were all strangers. And like Mr. Grant's partners, they were all very handsome.
Her original fantasy had been to be slave to several business partners in a company, just like in the erotic story she'd read, and her friend had arranged to have that come true by sending her to Mr. Grant's partners.
Then Mr. Grant had offered to make her obvious desire to be in a Dominant-submissive relationship a reality. Now things were moving to a whole new level.
The chairs were arranged around one side of an oval coffee table, facing a couch, which sat empty. As she followed Mr. Grant into the room, the man sitting on the far left attracted her eye. He was taller than the others and had a strong, square jaw, like Mr. Grant's. His penetrating blue eyes watched her with interest, gliding down her body in a way that made her breath catch.
Mr. Grant sat down on the couch and she stood by his side, a little uncertainly. She wouldn't sit down without his permission, and he didn't give it.
"Sylvia, this is Mr. Robertson, Mr. Jacobs, Mr. Smith, and Mr. King," he said as he gestured from right to left.
"Hello." She kept her gaze slanted to the floor as she nodded.
"So, is this your surprise, Grant?" Mr. Robertson gazed at her with a smile.
"Yes, this is Sylvia. She'll help make the evening more interesting."
"I'm all for more interesting," Mr. Jacobs said, his heated gaze sending tremors through her.
"She is every bit as beautiful as you claimed." Mr. Smith gazed at her with a smile.
Mr. Grant sat further back on the couch and widened his legs. "Come and sit here, Sylvia." He took her hand and drew her in front of him and she perched on the couch, between his legs, facing the other men.
"I think it's warm enough in here that you don't need your jacket," he said as he reached around and unfastened the button on her suit jacket, then drew it from her shoulders.
His touch, as always, sent need rippling through her.
She drew her arms from the sleeves and he laid it on the couch beside them.
She was very aware of his powerful legs cradling her, the heat of his big body behind her, and his hand resting lightly on her hip.
"Sylvia, my business associates and I have just agreed upon a new business venture, and have just signed the contracts. Now we want to celebrate." He leaned a little closer, his breath a gentle wisp against her ear as he spoke. "We'd like you to help us do that. Would you like that?"
"Yes, Mr. Grant," she said breathlessly.
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