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jesiul -> The Appointment (7/17/2005 1:21:10 PM)
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THE APPOINTMENT
Slipping off her suit jacket, wearing just a thin camisole she glided into the front seat of her car. It had been more than a little hectic of a day, and sitting in gridlock for the next hour was going to do nothing to improve her already sour disposition. Starting the car she took a moment, tuned in an old rock and roll station, then flipped the air conditioning on high. "God" she thought aloud, "It's going to be another hot summer."
As the air in the car cooled off, a flicker of a smile crossed her face, as she recalled the man who had came into her office today. He had strolled in as if he was not already twenty minutes late for his appointment. Without even glancing up from the computer she had stated with an icy arrogant tone, “Mike, you will have to reset you appointment, you're late." He was explaining that traffic had delayed him, but she really didn't care. She cut him off with out further consideration, she knew that later she would be meeting with the owner of her company whom she had not yet met. Plus she loved how taking down one of those over confident, self absorbed, types who thought she was a push over because she was beautiful. Grinning to herself, they where never late again.
Guarantee he had mumbled one of the common phrases about her, she had heard so many times. It always was the same thing; she was a bitch that probably had slept her way to the top. The other was she was on the rag and needed to get laid. Shrugging and shaking her head a little, she thought to herself, she could use a really good fuck, it had been awhile.
On top of all the other things that had turned her day upside down, the owner had never shown. Shaking her head at this she smiled a little, she would have no problem taking control of yet another Boss. "Oh well" as she considered the last dates she had been on. With a quick tug she put the car into gear and headed home, there was a bubble bath and glass of Merlot waiting at home
The drive had been pretty easy tonight, instead of the usual hour it had only taken thirty-five minutes. Grabbing her bundle of papers that spilled over from her already over stuffed brief case and her jacket she swung her tapered legs from the car, just in time for the neighbors husband Darren to make his nightly pass at her on the way into the house. It was a game she played each night with him, some glib banter, and a small hint of sexual innuendo to send him home panting after the wife, with her as the face and body he wished he really was getting laid by.
Darren was really a sweet guy, had a nice wife Stephanie, and four kids. But boredom had him waiting around every night to play tag with her over the fence. "Wonder what he would do if I ever pretended like I would take him up on all that crap he dishes out." An evil grin on her face, "Would shit his pants." She laughed. How had she become so jaded about men?
Walking into the house and tossing her arm full on the dinning table, she stripped right there and headed off to run her bath and get a large glass of wine. "I need it tonight. Damn." She unintelligibly mumbled "MEN."
Melting into the bath, the scented candles burning, the stereo playing discreetly in the back ground, she let the water lick her skin, the bubbles bounce and pop around her as she sloshed about getting comfortable and drinking her second glass of wine. Thinking wryly, "I better get laid soon, or I am going to be a lush." The water a little too hot along with the wine soon had her feeling relaxed and floating away from this world. Sooty lashes lazily drifted down over gray eyes, as sleep took hold.
The warm feeling was suddenly gone, she felt as if she was being lifted from the tub, but her mind resisted the thought, she lived alone, her sleep filled voice whispered, "I don't even have a dog." as her body snuggled into the heat of the arms that held her. Somewhere in her mind she reasoned, "This is a great dream." It was then that a deep rumbling chuckle from the chest she was cradled to snapped her into reality.
The haze, that had held her in a dream like state was gone in an instant. Opening her eye's she found herself locked in a stare with the man she had seen last Friday at the little pub, her and the girls went to at the end of every work week. Reeling, in a fog of thought she was trying to recall speaking to him, she had not.
Her body was uncompromising and ridged as she began to struggle against the impermeable hold he now had upon her. His grip was like steel, yet not hurting her. The harsh steady gaze of brown eyes, and his even gait towards the bedroom, gave flight to every fear in her heart. This man had been stalking her, and now was going to rape her. The terror that gripped her made her freeze in his arms, she had never feared any man, and respected very few.
A black boot, gave the door to her bedroom chambers a nudge open, without a word he laid her on the bed, covered her with his body. It was at this point she understood, just how big of a man he was, his hard muscled chest, hemmed in most of her to the bed, encasing both of her wrists, he gave them a small tug against her resistance. Her nude form was now pressed beneath his, and stretched out in such a way that her breasts jutted up as if asking to be kissed and touched. A scream rattled in her throat as it spilled out from her lips, emitting a shriek of complete terror. He simply placed his free hand over her mouth and shook his head in a negative way.
It was then that he spoke his first words to her, "My pet, there will be no further such sounds or I will punish you. Nod if you understand?" she nodded yes. "Now, little one you will listen. I am going to release my hold on you, if you try to run away there will be swift and harsh punishment. I am not a cruel Master, but you will obey." He stated this as if she would obey.
"Nod if you understand me My pet." Once again she nodded yes.
Nude and damp from her bath, he appraised her tautly stretched body as he continued to embrace her wrists above her head. It was as if he was inspecting her, not once in her life had she felt embarrassed or shy about her body, but his penetrating gaze made her want to cover more than her nudity, but her soul. "You are an exceptional beauty." Was his only remark to her. With his free hand he reached for a long strand of damp copper hair sticking to her face, he lifted it to his mouth and pressed his lips to it and inhaled the light fragrance of her shampoo. He wrinkled his nose, "Do not use this shampoo again, is smells like apples."
He removed his hand from her mouth, she began to speak, instead he spoke, “Do not speak pet, it is not your time to do so." His tone was so arrogant she snapped her mouth closed, partially afraid he would put his hand back over her mouth, which had made breathing difficult and because he then had lifted the main bulk of his weight from her. Cobalt gray eyes flashed anger and hate into intense brown ones, he chuckled, “I was going to let your arms down, but I can tell if I release you completely you will do something foolish, and I will have to punish you." At that she simmered over burst out, "Look here you insane Son-of-a-bitch, let me go and get out of my house." That was her first mistake, one she would not forget.
Reaching down into his belt pulled out two leather strips, with almost one motion had her wrists tied. He then flipped her over like a feather pillow, placed a knee onto the middle of her back, leaned over her flailing legs, captured both of them crossed them at the ankles and tied them. Her muffled voice ceased at once, when the first blow landed harshly on her tender bottom, she was no longer trying to talk, but let out a shrill protest.
Cruel fingers twined into her wet copper locks at the base of her neck, lifting her head from the bed he stated, "You may cry, but you may not scream." With that he pushed her face down into the covers of the bed. The man was spanking her with his belt, her own parents had never struck her and this man was wailing away at her tender flesh. When he stopped her ass felt raw and fiery, but she had not cried, she didn't want to give him the satisfaction.
The sheer hatred painted in her eyes and upon her face when he lifted her and turned her over said more than words. His face was stoic and impenetrable to read until he realized she had shed no tears, it was if he was proud. Then the look was gone and she was unsure if it had ever been there. Her mind reeled at what this maniac might do to her next, what he did next was not even in the realm of reality to her. He lifted her into his arms and cradled her like an infant, stating in a gentle calm voice, "My pet I do not wish to injure or harm what I value and own." Then with a brusque tone, "Now, behave pet."
Did this man really think he owned her? She thought. What century did he think this was? God, please help her! Her mind prayed.
In a caring and almost tender movement he placed her on her side, back on the bed, knowing her bottom was hot with pain, bound she laid there as he brushed her hair way from her face. "Even flush with pain My pet you, you are ravishing to behold." he commented. "Shall I continue with our talk, or do you have any more things you wish to say about me?" she shook her head no. "Good girl." He asserted, "You learn quickly."
"Perhaps you recall me from the pub last week." He began, she nodded yes. "I watched you that eve and many before, pet you’re very spoiled and arrogant, you amuse yourself at the expense of men, making them grovel for crumbs of your attention." He rubbed her neck and shoulders as he spoke. "My pet, you use your beauty and body as a weapon, this will no longer be allowed." He continued to stroke her, running his hands down her back as well.
His words where like ugly shards of truth, she had always amused herself with destroying the egos of those perfectly dressed, high powered, self absorbed, I can get any woman I want, kind of man. It had become a game with her; in fact she had never even dated one of those G'Q types.
"I see in your eyes, my words ring true." He was now lightly rubbing his hand over her bottom as he rubbed and stroked her. "Do you know why you do this?" he asked, she shook her head no then shrugged her shoulders, for part of her did know. A deep sounding laughter vibrated from his throat before he confirmed what she already knew in her heart. "My pet, you act in such a way, because no man has ever released the great passions still locked within your core." His hands had some how relaxed the fear and tension from her body as he spoke to her; "No man has established the fact that you are a mere woman and that you are made for pleasure." His large hand was now cupped under the curve of her heart shaped bottom, running his thumb back and forth.
This was not completely new knowledge to her; the only man she had ever had an orgasm with had been a construction worker. He was handsome in a rugged way, but it had been the fact he was unimpressed by her coy charm or beauty, that he was turned on by the fact she was an out right bitch. When they had fucked, he had not been tender or sweet, he had ripped her panties off bent her over the couch and drove home his enormous cock on the first thrust. They had fucked a few more times after that, but when he became clingy and started talking about love she had stopped returning his calls.
She wondered if she had thought that or spoke it when, he continued talking, "Tonight I will show you how to be a woman, I shall give you pleasures that have only been shadows of your dreams." He reached up and released the bond on her hands. "Do you wish this My pet?" She nodded. Gone was her fear, her hate, gone from her mind was that she did not know him, or that he had broke into her home. Gone was that only a short time ago this man had brutally assaulted her ass with a belt. What remained was the need, the hunger, to break free of her inner bonds and to know herself as a woman as he thought of her.
"Then tell me My pet." He commanded. "Tell me that you wish this." A shy whisper escaped her lips. "Yes, I want this." He grinned, "Good girl. Now lie still." Pushing her onto her back, he once again tugged her arms over her head, her eyes opened wide as he began tying each hand to the four poster bed. "Do not be afraid pet, this time it is for your pleasure. Your body is not yet accustomed to such pleasure and will resist naturally." He then tied each leg to the bed, she now lay open and exposed, and she blushed as he once again intensely inspected her body. He was right, she would have covered herself had her hands not been tied. But she did like how he looked at her.
Over the next three hours he showed her delights she had never imagined or even heard of. He began slowly, so he said. He teased her nipples to a hard bud; then put clamps on them sending shocking tingles of both pain and pleasure into her. She had begun to protest, but he simply quieted her by applying more pressure to the clips. She had heard herself let out a soft moan. Then his large hand had caressed her cheek, as the other hand slipped between her legs; he had not pretended what he was checking for. When he pulled his hand back he placed it to her lips, they where soaked. He had chuckled and told her she was ready for more. He then placed two sets of clamps on her labia as well as the inner walls making her open in such a way that her clit felt bare. She would have tried to close her legs to this, but the restraints prevented such action. The pulling on the bonds made him smirk.
Covering her clit with his mouth, the warmth soothed her just before his teeth raked across her clit. It felt like lighting had struck her, she had jerked and spasmed at the same time, he kept on with this until she could hear her own loud moaning ringing through out the room. When he had stopped she felt as if she would lose her mind, the need for release so great she had cried out for him. He had moved to hover over her, check the clamps on her nipples, and then stuck a vibrator in her. He kissed her, more like owned her mouth with his tongue and turned on the vibrator. It was the first explosion her body would have that night. It was instantaneous and fierce, it racked her body and made her arch nearly off the bed, once again the restraints kept in place for the pleasure her body hungered for.
As her body settled down, he removed the clamps from her nipples, the pain shot into her with a mean rage, she had groaned loudly from such abuse to such a sensitive area, he eased the pain by messaging each breast. With that and vibrator still humming in her the pain mingled with the pleasure and soon she was panting for more. His hand reached down and slid the vibrator in and out until she was writhing against the bonds and had even whispered "please". To that pitiful request he instantly pulled out the vibrator and held it just above her clit so that she could ever so slightly feel the vibrations. "Beg me My greedy pet" he had commanded. With trembling lips she had asked again, "please". Gruffly he had said "No good, My pet. Beg me for the pleasures I am giving to you, or I shall stop." Her shyness left and she begged like a cat in heat. Turning it on high he granted her request. Again she pulled and tugged at her bonds, as bolts of pleasure surged through her.
As she rode the last wave of her orgasm, and relaxed onto the bed again, he removed the vibrator and clamps from her pussy. Then he got up, left the room and came back with some orange juice. Lifting her head and telling her to drink it. Explaining that she had drank wine earlier and would need the sugar, for he was not yet done with her. At that moment her parched throat didn't register with her mind what he was saying. It was clear minutes later.
The glass made a small chiming sound as it was placed on the nightstand. He then stood and removed his clothes. Until that very moment she had not considered he had always been dressed. The body before her was magnificent, but it was his steel solid cock that had her full attention. He was huge, and if it had not been for the restraints she would have got up and locked her self in the bathroom to avoid it. He had smiled when he looked at her face, he reached over and brushed her cheek with the back of his hand. "Don't be afraid pet, I know you're small and never been stretched, remember I do not wish to injure or harm what I value and own."
With that he covered her body pushing against her opening, letting her pussy adjust with each forward motion. When he was half way in he removed his cock, she was not sure if she was happy about that or not. He reached over and picked up the vibrator, clicked it on and looked intensely into her face, he pumped her with that vibrator until she was dripping, panting and moaning. Loudly she guessed, because at one point he had told he to hush, or he would stop. When he replaced the vibrator with his cock it eased in better but was still so tight, that he had growled with displeasure.
She was gasping from being so full; it was not pleasurable or even close to comfortable. He was just too big for her and they both knew it. As he rock slowly in and out of her trying to loosen her up so she could take all of him, he growled at her, "My pet, you have spent far to much time teasing cocks and not riding one." It was then that he thrust hard into her, hitting her cervix and making her scream in agony and begged him to stop. He then repeated to her. " My pet, I do not wish to injure or harm what I value and own." As he forced himself in and out of her, he was careful not to push all the way in, she relaxed and in a few more strokes he filled her with his cum. He chuckled and said “I shall have to do something about the tight little box of yours, for I do not like such a short ride."
Her body now sore and feeling abused she nodded and lifted an arm motioning for him to untie her. As far as she was concerned the night was more than over. He looked at her with hard eyes, "Are you in pain pet? Knowing she wasn't really in pain, just sore. What she said was her second mistake. “Yes, I am in pain and tired. Lets call it a night, and you can go home." The flash of anger that crossed his face was brief before he was once again unreadable. With a casual tone he asked her again," My pet, are you truly in pain." Without thought she said. "Yes." This did not achieve the results of being untied. His face a mask he said, “Then I shall take the pain away with pleasure."
His hands played with her breasts until she sighed with pleasure, the sucking and playing with each nipple until the jutted up hard little nubs. He nibbled and pulled them with his teeth until she began lifting her pelvis against his thigh. When he reached between her legs she was again wet, he rubbed her clit in slow agonizing strokes, as she moaned and bucked for more. When he reached for the vibrator and turned it on she thrust her hips up to take it, slowly sliding it in, his way of checking for real pain, he pulled it in and out in short but slow strokes. Her loud moan was all he needed; he stroked her like that until she was on the edge, and her body trembling with need. He stopped. "My pet are you in any pain now?" he questioned her to which she replied "No." Hoping he would give her release. That was the wrong answer.
The look on his face was near evil, but she did not see it. He had placed a blindfold over her eyes, telling her that not being able to see would heighten her senses, never had a statement been so true. However; for what he did to her next, she was wishing for numbness. He turned the vibrator back on, inserted it half way in and left it in such a way. He then put the nipple clamps on, but not as before where there was both pleasure and pain. It was just white-hot pain, when she yelped. He said " My pet, never are you to lie about pain to me, for I must know when there is real pain." Then in a stern manner he stated, "Now be quiet, you are not in real pain." Then warned "But you shall soon be, for your lie."
He must have been looking at her face, for he said, "Yes pet, you should be afraid." Then in a monotone voice said," If you scream I will gag you and it will become worse." She stammered out, "But you said you would not harm or injure me." To that he repeated to her again, "My pet, I do not wish to injure or harm what I value and own. But I will if necessary, so that she may learn trust and obedience." The cold tone in his voice told her he would not allow her to question him more, but her fear forced her try and ask. "What are you going to do?" The ensuing slap across her cheek and the salty tang of blood stopped any future questions.
His finger dipped into her mouth and touched the inside of her cheek, and then he rubbed her lips. The cold voice stated, " You injure easily pet, already you bleed." The shift in weight on the bed let her know he was moving, when he mounted her, he was neither careful nor gentle as he had tried to be before. He rammed into her, thrust after thrust until she whimpered in pain and agony, but she was careful not to cry out. When he grunted out her release, he pulled out of her and stuck the vibrator back in, this time all the way in and on high. She was truly in pain she felt as if he had ripped her, she knew she was bruised on the inside, as he had hammer against her bottoming out each time. The vibrator just emphasizing her pain as it hummed against her walls.
The weight on the bed again shifted and she knew he had gotten up. His hands pulled on her leg and she felt the restraint around her ankle being let loose, he repeated this with the other. As her legs pulled together it only increased the painful feel of the vibrator. As he removed the bonds on her hand, she began to be relieved this lesson was over, it was not. As soon as her second hand was released he barked. "Roll over." When she hesitated he flipped her over like he was tossing a coin. He secured both hands and feet to the bed again, and then she could not tell when he was. The pain of being on her stomach with the nipple clamps pulling harder and pressure of her own body driving the vibrator against her, she thought she was going to cry.
It was then that she felt his breath as he leaned over her bottom and moved the vibrator around. His cold voice asked her." My pet are you in pain." Knowing that if she said something she would begin to begin sob from the pain that now burned in her. She nodded yes. "Will you ever lie to me about your pain again?" He said more of a command than question. She shook her head no. "Good girl, your learning." The cold sound of his voice stated. "Let us now finish your lesson." With a swift yank he pulled the vibrator from her causing a loud groan of pain to slip out. "Pet, you are not yet done, but I do not think you will be able to hold back your screams for the next part of this lesson." His voice still ice cold. "I am going to put something over your mouth." When he had covered her mouth he placed a ball in her hand. "This is for you to drop if you can not breathe, understand pet?" she nodded yes. "This will not stop me from your lesson, so do not drop it unless you can not breathe. Understand pet?" she nodded yes again.
With his instructions complete, she felt his hand on her ass. Her mind begged, "please do not spank me". When she felt the cold lubrication she changed her mind, a spanking would hurt less than what she knew he was about to do. She had only tried anal sex once, it was not close to successful, she was begging beneath the gag for him to not do that. Struggling against the restraints and squirming away as much as they would allow, he put his hand on the low center of her back effectively stopping any real movement. She was trying to scream she had never done that, to please stop. He must have understood some of it because his next words where. "A virgin back here, well then pet, I will use just the vibrator."
If he thought this was going to give her comfort, it did not. She felt him rubbing the vibrator down the crack of her ass; it was slick with lubrication. When he pulled her ass cheeks apart she had no doubt as to her fate, he slid that thing deep inside her. Her muffled scream was followed by her sobs, she was sobbing hard as he moved it in and out, and when he turned the thing on she cried harder. In and out he stroked slowly, her ass widening with each stroke, her sobs deep and increasing. It seemed as if he had been stroking her with that thing for hours when he said, "If you don't fight it will hurt you less." She wanted to believe him, but also believed his intent was to cause her pain.
It was as if he read her mind as his voice was deep and soft when he said, "Pet your lesson is over, now relax and enjoy what you feel." What was she feeling? It was then she realized she had stopped sobbing, and it was not really hurting her now, in fact it was more of a strange tingle deep inside. Finding it hard to breathe she dropped the ball. In an instant her removed the cover from her mouth. "Better pet?" he asked as she took a ragged deep breath. Her nose had been running from her crying so he took a Kleenex from the box on the nightstand wiped her nose, then got another and told her to blow. When she was done, he said warmly, "Do you want me to continue to teach you the pleasure you're feeling now?" Fear made her hesitate, but she nodded yes. "Lift up pet." she lifted her body as her reached beneath her and removed the clamps from her nipples. The sharp inhale told him her pain. "Yes pet, I know they hurt."
His hand rubbed down her back, and caressed her ass as he again began to move the vibrator in a steady gentle in and out motion. The tingle that had begun returned and she felt her pelvis moving in rhythm to his motion. In a short time she felt intense pleasure invading her body in a wonderful new way. When he reached his other hand between her legs and rubbed her clit she tensed then shook, before her whole frame nearly convulsed with her orgasm.
His deep warm voice brought her back to reality, he had untied her and wrapped her in a coverlet from the bed and was cuddling her in his lap as he reclined against the headboard. When she didn't answer he repeated what he said, but lifted her chin so he knew she was with him and would respond this time. "Would you like to have another bath, pet?" Her voice soft and sweet stated, "Yes I would, please". He lifted her from his lap and laid her on the bed, gave her a little tuck of the covers and disappeared down the hall to run her a bath. When he returned she was asleep, he laughed as he listened; she was quietly snoring. Still he wanted her to bath and sooth her body tonight, for in the morning she would be very uncomfortable, painfully so.
"Pet," he whispered in her ear, her eyes fluttered open; he lifted her from the bed and strolled down the hall. When he sat her on her feet, he pulled the cover from her lithe body, picked her up and sat her in the tub. As she sank into the warm water, he watched as her eyes fluttered close and heard a heavy sigh. The girl was going to drown in the tub one day he mumbled to himself as he went down the hall to her room. Finding a short dark blue nightgown, he tossed it over one shoulder and went to fetch his new pet. When he entered the bathroom the softness from her was gone, she held a bath rag in one hand that had a stain of blood on it and a harsh accusing look in her silvery gray eyes. "From the front pet. ” He said, "Not the back. Now get out of the tub." Her eyes softened as he lifted her from the tub.
He patted her dry, brushed her long copper locks out, slipped the nightgown he had chosen on her, and then said. "Don't worry, the stretching caused the bleeding, and will cause you some discomfort today as well. But you are not damaged, My pet." He walked her down the hall to her room, tucked her in bed and kissed her passionately. When she realized he was not staying, but instead was dressing to leave she sat up in bed. A frown on her brow, and fearful eyes she asked, "Will you be back?" As he buckled his belt he smiled into her worried face and said, "Yes pet I will be back, you belong to me. We will talk about you moving to my home tomorrow and many other things. But I must return home tonight for fresh clothes." She shook her head as if to say no. He cupped her chin kissed her again laid her back down.
"This will be the last time I leave you, pet. But I have an appointment in a few hours, that I can not be late for." She nodded in understanding; she also had to work in a few hours, and had a full schedule for the morning. Mumbling a little, she asked, "What do you do?" He clucked at her for being nosey, but said. "I own several companies, and have an appointment with one of my CEO's in the morning, that I can not be late for." Mumbling as sleep was again invading her body, she said, "I hate it when my appointments are late." Once again his deep laugh filled her ears. Then almost as an after thought asked, "What's your name?"
"My pet, you will call me Master. In public however you may call me Mike." He heard her very loud "Oh shit." As he walked down the hall.
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