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Hey ya'll. I didn't write this one, just posting it for
a friend. But hey, I'm in it! <laugh>
~Kitty (a character and a messenger this time!)
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Copyright 1998 by Mike the Tiger
Please do not alter this file in any way. This file may
not be used for any form of profit, and may not be reposted
without permission of the author.
Any comments, questions, criticisms etc. can be emailed
to mike617@hotmail.com
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The following piece of fiction contains strong sexual
content and is meant to be read only by adults. If you
are not at least 18 years old, or if you are offended by
this type of material, please do not read any further.
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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~OFFICE VISIT~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Your eyes were locked on the items that sat on my desk from the moment
you walked into my office. You moved across the room toward me, your
short sundress swirling around you as you moved, showing long, strong,
beautiful legs. You came to a stop, standing nervously in front of my
desk, looking down at the items that lay there. I looked up from the
papers I was working on, casually motioning for you to sit down in one
of the leather chairs that faced me.
I had called you in for several reasons. On a professional level, I
needed to get you motivated so that your department would be at peak
effiency during the important project that lay ahead for the company. On
a personal level, I wanted to use this opportunity to find out a little
more about you.....find out if what I sensed in you was really there. I
ignored you for the moment, finishing the document I was working on, and
enjoying your unease. Out of the corner of my eye I could see you
fidgeting, moving your hands nervously, tapping your fingers on the arm
of the chair, crossing and recrossing your legs...all the while looking
with fascination at the items on my desk. Ah, she is so vunerable, so
beautiful, I thought to myself.
"Do you know why you are here?" I asked abruptly.
You could hardly tear your eyes away from the things on my desk to look
at me and say,
"No, sir, I don't" in a small voice.
"Well, you are here because you are in serious need of some discipline"
I said, looking you in the eye, forcing you to meet my gaze. After a
moment, your eyes fell.....looking again at the articles on my desktop.
The things that had you so fascinating were simple, but full of meaning
to you...and to me. There were four coils of thick silk rope, a black
cloth like those used for a blindfold, and a short black leather whip
with a long stiff handle and tassels at the end of the lash.
You were extremely nervous now, looking at me as though I were the
spider and you were the fly...stuck in my web...fascinated, frightened,
but unable to escape..
I picked up the whip, running it through my hand...snapping it against
the flesh of my palm..you jumped at the crack of the whip, as though it
had struck you...knowing that it soon would...
As my hands ran over the rope and the blindfold, I explained why you
were here.
"I've noticed some sloppiness, lack of professionalism in your
department lately" I stated bluntly,
"You are head of my legal department, so the buck stops with you" I
said.
"I intend to whip you into shape, and then maybe you will do the same
with those under you" I said the word "whip" with a slight emphasis,
and a snap of leather, to let you know what I meant.
"But, sir," you pleaded "I'm trying my best, we're just having some
problems in the department".
"Well" I replied, "I think your best will be even better after this
little session".
I let the words and my intention sink in for a moment. Then I spoke.
"Cat, come here" I instructed in a flat voice.
I watched closely as you made your decision. A war waged behind your
eyes as you struggled with the consequences of defiance versus the
humility of surrender. I watched as slowly you gave in....a deep blush
rising on your cheeks, your breasts rising and falling with your
quickened breath, as you surrendered to the fascination mixed with fear
that gripped you. You stood slowly to your feet, walked around the desk
to stand before me, instinctively adopting a submissive posture, head
down, eyes looking at your feet.
"Spread your legs further apart" I instructed.
"Yes, sir" the reply was instinctive and completely submissive, as you
immediately obeyed, spreading your feet far apart.
I reached out with one hand, slipping it under your skirt and up...up
between your thighs. I let my hand brush your thigh as it traveled
upwards...until it reached the juncture of your thighs, and encountered
the hot, wet, moisture of your already soaking mound. You were not
wearing panties, and you were very wet. I cupped you in my palm,
squezzing the lips of your vagina tightly, feeling you squirm a
little...then wiping my hand upward across your wet mons, feeling your
juices make my hand slippery. I withdrew my hand and held it out for
your to see,
"This turns you doesnt it?" I said, looking deeply into your eyes,
"You know you want to be disciplined, don't you?"
"Yes, sir" you reply was soft, very faint...the blush deepening on your
cheeks.
I offered my hand to your mouth,
"Here, lick your love juice" I said, "Taste yourself"
Your pink little tongue snaked out to lap at my palm, licking your
nectar from my hand.
"Now, what do we need first?" I mused aloud, "Oh, yes, we need the
rope.....hand me the rope, Cat".
I watched as you picked up the rope, handling at though it were a snake
ready to strike. You handed it to me.
"Face the desk and spread your legs very, very wide" I commanded you.
My desk is an antique table,4 feet long and 3 feet wide,with a dark oak
finish, a high top, and long thin legs on each corner. Kneeling, I
began to tie your ankles to the legs of my desk.
"Spread your legs wider" I commanded, "yes, that's right, now be very
still". I tied you ankles tightly, your high heels spread far apart.
As I knelt on the floor tying you, I looked up your dress to see your
pussy visibly wet and open. I could smell your sex on the air....
"Now bend over the desk"
I placed my hand on your back, bending you over the desk until you were
lying across it, the edge of the desk coming just to the top of your
thighs, your ass jutting up in the air....
I went around the desk and tied your wrists to the legs on the other
side, tugging at the knots to be sure that they would hold....
Finally, I picked up the blindfold...slipping it over your eyes...tying
it tight in the back..shutting out light and sight for you. I leaned
over and whispered in your ear,
"Now" I said "Let's see how that sweet ass of your looks".
I slowly lifted the hem of your dress, exposing the back of your
thighs, and then your ass.....jutting up in the
air....exposed....helpless. You were spread so wide that every part of
you was open and visble to me......your pussy, with its wet open
lips....your ass, with open cheeks and a tight, little button that was
your anus....I watched as your anus flinched involuntarily in
anticipation of my touch......I leaned close and breathed hot air across
it..watching it wink and clench repeatedly. Reaching into a desk
drawer, I brought out a jar of lotion. Opening it, I coated my index
finger with the lotion.....then pressed the tip of my finger against
your anus, feeling it clench and move....then I slipped my finger into
you....in one smooth, breath-taking movement I drove it deep inside
you.....then I began to draw it out slowly, feeling the muscles of your
ass involuntarily try to hold it in......
I leaned down close to your ear......I would could hear your breath
coming in little gasps....I whispered in your ear,
"Yes.....you definitely are in need of some discipline....."
PART II
I picked up the whip without making a sound, watching as you turned your
head back and forth, wondering what would happen next. You looked so
helpless, the blind shutting out all light, making your hearing and
sense of feel and smell so very sensitive............
The SLAP! of the whip on your upraised ass caught you totally by
surprise. You jumped and yelped, the whip leaving a very light red
streak across both cheeks. I paused to rub some more lotion into the
supple skin of your upper thighs and buttocks, then began to work on you
with the whip, spanking you, leaving light red streaks on your tender,
supple buttocks. Rather than strike you hard--I had no desire to hurt
you, I used many, many light strokes....strokes that were sharp enough
to make you jump and cause the muscles of your ass to flinch....sharp
enough to make your skin very sensitive...letting the tip of the whip
wander into your ass crack from time to time...watching you jump as the
tassel of the whip brushed your quivering button.
After spanking your ass for awhile, I began to concentrate on your pussy
and inner thighs...your legs were open, your ass in the air....your
pussy so exposed...the tassle on the end of the whip slapped against the
slick, wet, lips of your mons.....I was careful not to strike your clit
which was peeking out now, but lightly, ever so lightly, striking your
lips over and over....watching as they opened even more....until you
were completely open and ready.
I stopped for a moment, not touching you at all...just listening to the
sound of your ragged breathing as you waited for what came next.
Leaning close, I blew air across your ass and pussy again. This time
they were so sensitive from the spanking that you jumped and gasped
aloud at the hot breeze on your sore, sensitive, overheated skin.
"I guess that is all".
My abrupt statement caught you by surprise.
"I'll untie you and you can be on your way....I feel you have learned
your lesson".
There was a long pause from you, and then, in a shy soft voice,
"No, please.....please dont leave me this way...."
"What do you mean...what do you want?", I asked with raised eyebrows.
"I want you to help me........please dont leave me this way.....".
I spoke flatly, rudely "Speak English, Bitch......what do you want?"
"I want to hear you tell me what you need.....I want to hear you ask
me".
It was as though a wave of surrender and submission washed over
you......I heard your deep sigh....soft and complete in its surrender.
"Please Mike.....I need you......please take me, please fuck me...I want
to be yours....I want belong to you".
I looked at you, so beautiful, so ready.
"You know that if I fuck you now, you will belong to me...you will be
mine..completely".
"Yes, I know.....please..".
I slipped out of my slacks, and stepped in close behind you. I was so
hard for you...I was tired of waiting, I wanted you now...I wanted to
fuck you very hard, very completely.....and I knew that you were ready
for the same thing. I heard you sigh with pleasure as my cock pressed
against the entrance to your wet pussy. My thumb found its way to your
most intimate spot, pressing against your tight little button. I felt
you push back, wanting it all....and in one smooth thrust, I penetrated
your cunt to the hilt, my pelvis slamming into yours, my thumb going to
the second knuckle in your ass. Your gasp turned me on even more, and
the tight wetness of your pussy told me that, you were climaxing almost
immediately.... I would not hold back long either, I had wanted long
enough, now I just wanted you. I began to thrust into you....and in
just a moment I felt your vagina clench down on my cock, and your anus
squeeze tight around my thumb..... I heard you moan deep in your throat.
>From far away I heard you say wonderful things..... that you were mine,
that you wanted to be my whore, my slut, my loveslave. I could not hold
back anymore....the eruption would not be stopped....my back arched and
I groaned as I began to shoot my seed into you....ohhh, you felt so
good..... and we came together so well, at exactly the same
moment...both of us moaning, groaning.....coming together as one.
After a few minutes of holding you as we came down together, I withdrew
from you.....stepping back to loose your bonds and slip the blindfold
from your eyes. I kissed your mouth, hot and wet, as you lay across the
table....still and spent, but happy...your face holding an almost smug
expression, your eyelids half closed. After a few minutes, you stood
and straightened your clothing.
"Now, I trust that this little session will help you to perform better",
I said with a knowing look.
You looked me in the eye and said with a sexy smirk and a toss of your
head,
"I doubt it, I think I will need more training....training from you.."
I watched as you turned and walked away.....mmmm, yes, I thought, she
will definitely need more training.
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