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  Seconds fled into minutes with Finn silently staring at her near stark nudity.

  Wondering what was going on in his mind, she reasoned that he probably wanted her to break some ground rules by taking the initiative.

  Gently, she rolled her fingers over her crotch, an act that further excited Finn as much as it reminded him of her lack of submission.

  “You have made a wrong move,” he said. “You will soon be punished.”

  That statement quietened Skye as she quickly let go of her crotch. “I’m sorry sir,” she said, laying a suggestive emphasis on the pronoun.

  Finn fell for her feminine whim. “Take it off,” Finn ordered, trying to sound bossy even though he knew that she could see through his eyes.

  She pushed down the g-string on her large hip. Then, she leaned back on the couch and raised her legs to pull it out completely.

  “Show me some magic,” Finn said, fixing his eyes on her kitty.

  Seeing that Finn’s lustful eyes were already feasting on her sensitive under, she spread her long legs. With the soles of her shoes well fastened on the couch, she shoved her first and middle finger down her kitty. Slowly, she pushed apart the dark folds of skin to reveal her pink fleshy pussy. Without waiting for more instructions from Finn, she began to gently caress her clit, occasionally sliding in her middle finger into her pleasure well. With time, she began to moan softly.

  Still watching her closely, Finn stripped down to his underpants and began to walk towards her, his necktie dangling down his hand.

  The sight of Finn’s huge bulge excited Skye, causing her to intensify her action on her clit. Finn’s presence at her couch coincided with the time she had her first climax.

  “Stand up.”

  Skye obeyed.

  Holding her hand, he dragged her to himself, gently squeezing her boobs in the process.

  Skye responded with a moan and tried to kiss him. Suddenly, Finn pushed her away, towards the wall.

  “You have made a wrong move. You will be punished,” Finn said, raising his tie towards her butts.

  Skye drew a deep breath and tightened her muscles at the impact of Finn’s first spank.

  “Will you make another wrong move next time?” Finn asked.

  “No master.”

  He stopped and turned her from the wall towards himself. He stared down over her, his body tightly pressed against hers. Her head leveled up to his.

  “Fake height,” he muttered, still looking down on her high heels, his left hand caressing her hair. “But I like it.”

  Skye smiled.

  He pressed her more tightly to himself. He pulled his left hand from her hair and wrapped his tie round her eyes. “Darkness does it better for my subs,” he whispered.

  Skye’s breathing increased at the thought of him having had other subs before her. She felt a tinge of jealousy within her. But you don’t have the right to be angry, her mind whispered. Skye nodded. This was purely business and he could have as many women as his money could afford.

  Finn pressed his lips against hers, an action which she quickly reciprocated. As they explored each other’s lips with their tongues, Finn guided her hands to his cock. She cupped it and began to stroke it gently, much to his pleasure.

  Finn reached out for her moist pussy and rammed his fingers into it, starting with short gentle strokes. Suddenly, he stopped and pulled her towards his desk. He went over to his side drawer and pulled out a pack of condoms.

  Standing behind her, he wore the rubber latex quickly and turned her over to himself. With her back slightly bent against his desk, he kissed her again.

  Skye thought of reciprocating the kiss but refrained, on recalling that this wasn’t her usual make-outs. This was a contract, bounded by rules which only Finn had the right to set and break.

  Finn turned her face towards the other end and made her bend over his desk. Still caressing her butt, he lowered himself into her and began to thrust his way through her tight pussy. Finn figured that she hadn’t known much penile penetration, hence her tightness. The thought of being one of the lucky few coupled with her pussy’s firm grip on his cock excited him. Suddenly, he pulled out and began to play around her clit with the tip of his cock. Then, he pushed back in almost immediately, this time, banging very fast.

  The excited Skye couldn’t help moaning loudly, her first moan in over a year of being celibate. “Yeah, fuck me hard, sir,” she screamed, grateful for the soundproof entrance door which did a good a job absorbing her voice.

  Finn spanked her ass as he increased the intensity of his thrusts.

  Skye began to sweat as she basked in excruciating ecstasy.

  Finn knew from her loud moan and vibratory body motion that she was about to cum. He maintained a steady, fast stroke as he spanked her ass through the process. Suddenly, their bodies quaked and they both let out a deep moan simultaneously. A declining pleasure followed suit after which, Finn stopped all movement. He gave her ass one last spank as he withdrew from her.

  “Remove your blindfold, dress up immediately and get back to work,” he instructed, turning away from his table into his restroom.

  “Yes sir,” Skye replied.

  As Skye turned to pick up the pieces of her outfit from the directions in which she had thrown them, one nagging thought took centre stage in her mind.

  He is your best friend’s dad. This is so wrong.

  Chapter Six

  Skye rested in her chair, her eyes watching the printing machine as it ejected the documents she had been working on over the past two hours. Once the last page was printed out, she stretched towards the white pile of sheets and began arranging them. Satisfied with what she had done, she stapled the sheets together and filed them.

  Done with all her tasks for the morning, she went back to leaning on her chair. She peeped at her wristwatch; it was almost lunch time and very soon Finn would send for her. She imagined how today’s one-hour lunch break would be.

  The intercom rang, startling her from her wandering thoughts. She hurried to Emer’s desk to receive it.

  “Skye,” Finn echoed from the other end. “Get me the documents I asked you to work on.”

  “Yes sir,” she responded and hurried to pick the document as soon as he hung up.

  Skye’s movement to Finn’s office was swift. Having been given permission to come inside, she hurried into the room as quickly as she could.

  “Here it is, sir,” she said, placing the file on his desk.

  Finn flipped through the pages of the document. Satisfied with the job she had done. He pushed it aside and continued reading the brochure he had been reading all along.

  “I should get back to my office, sir,” Skye said, sensing that he had nothing more to say to her.

  She walked briskly to the door but Finn’s voice cut her off.

  “I didn’t ask you to leave.”

  Skye froze, scared that she had upset him again barely one week into the job. She turned around immediately.

  “I’m sorry,” she said slowly. “I didn’t know you were not done with me,”

  “Now you know,” Finn replied suggestively, leaning back on his chair. “Lock the door.”

  Skye knew what that meant. She reached for the key and turned it clockwise. The lock made a single click sound. She walked expectantly towards his desk.

  Finn walked up to her, his eyes fixed on her boobs. He grabbed them roughly and began to squeeze them, occasionally releasing them from his grip only to grab them again with full force.

  A warm stream of pleasure surged within Skye’s nipples and flowed down her entire body, making her moan softly and wishing for more.

  Suddenly, Finn stopped. “Kneel down,” he commanded.

  Skye hesitated a bit but quickly obeyed on recalling the consequences of disobeying him.

  “On all fours!” His voice was sterner.

  Skye bent quickly, gripping the black tiled floor with her palms.

  Finn walked to the same couch that
he sat on yesterday. He flung his black suit on the opposite couch and dragged out his tie. He beckoned on Skye who came crawling to his side.

  “Take off your clothes.”

  “Yes sir,” she replied. “May I stand to undress, please?”

  Finn would have loved to see her undress on bended knees but the seductive look on her face got him changing his mind.

  “Yes, you may.”

  Skye quickly stood up and zipped down her back zipper to her waist level. Afterwards, she pulled down the dress and steadily slipped out of it. She located her bra hook and with one single push, the bra straps came hanging on her shoulders. She pulled it out and began to fiddle her silver navel ring.

  The aroused Finn quickly unhooked his belt and pulled down his trousers, his hardened dick shooting through his white underpants, much to Skye’s arousal.

  Seeing what she was about to feed on, Skye crawled her way to him. Her black boobs stood firmly as she knelt before him.

  “May I help you with that?” She asked, looking at his bulge.

  Finn scoffed. “What kind of help could you possibly have to offer?”

  “Skye looked past his rude outlook to the invitation before her. Quickly, she crawled her way to his underpants and pulled them down.

  “This kind of help,” she said, grabbing his stiff dick. She cupped his pink balls and gently caressed them while watching out for his reaction.

  Finn closed his eyes and rested his back on the couch, allowing the sensation he was deriving downtown to thrill his lonely soul.

  Seeing the effect her touch was having on Finn, Skye gently lowered her mouth to his dick, careful not to choke on it. She pushed down her mouth on it, allowing her tongue to slide round it as she pushed.

  Finn moaned gently, an act that encouraged Skye to increase her action on his dick. He bent slightly to hold her head, then he pushed her down on his dick, making her choke slightly on it.

  Skye cackled but managed to maintain a steady frequency. Her discomfort appealed to Finn’s ego who never stopped pushing her down on his dick until he felt himself getting to his peak. His dick hardened the more in her mouth as she intensified her sucking. Moments later, the warm creamy fluid flowed down her throat. She swallowed it and pulled away from him.

  “That was…” Finn said, careful not to conclude his statement using the very words that would give her the impression that she did very well. “…fairly good. Now, turn around and head towards the door behind you.”

  Skye did as she was instructed, a small smile of victory playing at the corner of her lips. She knew that her act was very good, although Finn wouldn’t admit it. She walked towards the door at the opposite end of the room. She pushed open the door, having read the inscription on it.

  “Turn right,” Finn instructed.

  It took the last instruction for Skye to realize that the convenience section of Finn’s office was larger than she imagined. The left side of that section led to his bathroom while the right side led to a bedroom. There was a large bed in the middle of the room. Each corner of the bed was slightly longer than the bed, making it possible for a rope to be tied round the corners. A large dressing mirror hung on the wall, directly opposite the bed. There was a bed lamp and a flower vase on the bedside drawer.

  “Nothing out of the ordinary,” Skye said.

  “You think so?” Finn’s voice sounded behind her.

  Skye turned sharply to see the nude figure that stood behind her. She wondered how he was able to undress so fast. Her eyes roved from his dick which had returned to its original size to his youthful body- the epitome of great care and good food- and wondered how many ladies with a thirty-two-year age difference between them and him had had the honor of seeing him this way. Finn’s next move distracted her thoughts and brought her back to the moment.

  With Finn’s arms tightly wrapped around her upper body and her boobs tightly pressed against his chest, his lips made their way to hers. He slid his hand into her panties and squeezed her buttocks, to which she responded by squeezing his nipples gently.

  Suddenly, Finn pushed her away, leaving her wondering what she did wrong. He tapped his wristwatch and the closet opened.

  Skye’s eyes popped wide while her mouth opened in an involuntary attempt to ask questions about the objects in the closet.

  There on the left side of the closet hung four handcuffs, two horse whips, a chain and a rope. Three blindfolds of different colors hung on the right corner of the wardrobe. Two words came to Skye’s mind as she thought of how best to describe where she was.

  Torture chambers!

  “Still nothing out of the ordinary?” Finn asked, a sinister smile playing at the corner of his lips.

  Skye trembled.

  “You can’t talk anymore?” Finn asked, moving closer to the closet. He unhanged four handcuffs, a horse whip and a black blindfold. “How would you like to be punished for your careless statement?”

  Something about his mood gave Skye the impression that he wasn’t mad at her. She narrowed her eyes down to his dick and back to his face. Then, she blurted out: “I want to be punished the dick way.”

  Finn grinned and pointed towards the bed.

  Without hesitation, Skye crawled to the bed to await Finn’s kisses and touch. As if reading her mind, Finn kissed her, his hands wandering off to her soft boobs. He squeezed them gently and listened to her moan softly into his ears. He rolled his hands down her navel, gently allowing his hands to slip into her panties. The smoothness of her well shaved crotch was the invitation he needed as he gradually pulled down her panties, allowing his fingers to navigate to her kitty. His mouth swallowed her dark nipples.

  Skye moaned slowly, her voice ascending and descending to the rhythm of Finn’s strokes. She reached out for his hair, gently caressing the soft brown curls as his mouth worked its way through her nipples.

  Finn reached out for the handcuffs and pulled her left wrist towards the left corner of the bed. He cuffed one end of the handcuff round her wrist and handcuffed the other end to the wooden pool. He did the same for her right hand and legs.

  There on the bed, Skye laid, hands suspended on opposite ends of the bed like a crucified martyr.

  Finn crawled to her and kissed her again. He grabbed her fleshy body as he pressed his well-groomed body against hers. He tied the blindfold round her eyes. Again, he slipped his fingers down her clit and began to caress her gently.

  “I like that,” she moaned softly.

  Finn continued stroking her clitoris gently, occasionally sliding in his first and middle fingers into her.

  “Fuck me wet,” Skye begged as the pleasure intensified down below, traveling through her entire body and leaving her with an electrifying sensation.

  Finn grinned a broad smile and reached out for the pack of condoms he had left in the bed drawer. He rolled the pleasure latex over his erect dick and lowered himself in between her thighs. He stopped at the opening of her pussy to play around her clitoris.

  “Yeah, that’s the power zone,” Skye screamed, wishing her hands were free for her to pull him in.

  Seeing that she was almost breathless in anticipation of his dick, Finn finally pressed in. A steady stream of pleasure traveled round his body as Skye’s kitty intensified its tight grip on his dick. His pleasure built up so rapidly that he feared he might release sooner than he should. There was something different about Skye’s tight grip on his dick, the electrifying sensation and the extra warmth he felt from her pleasure well. He looked down on the restricted Skye who lay on her back to moan softly into his ears and wished that he hadn’t handcuffed her. He reasoned that if the sensation was this intense with her movement highly restricted, then it would be explosive if he had allowed her to touch him.

  On her part, Skye continued to contract and relax her pelvic muscles alternatively. With Finn’s hands all over her, she basked in an euphoric ecstasy.

  Finn bent to kiss her, gradually increasing the frequency of his thrusts.


  Unable to moan louder because of the kisses, Skye panted, her body vibrating to the rhythm of Finn’s movement.

  Finn continued to bang deep and quickly. Then, gently, he would slide out of her to play around her clitoris only for him to slide back in and repeat the process.

  “Yeah, that’s the spot,” Skye said as soon as he hit her G-spot. “Hit it harder and faster.” She wished her hands were free so she could hold Finn’s buttocks.

  Finn obeyed her and before long, they began to moan loudly. Finn knew that his release was at hand and decided to slow down for her sake.

  “Don’t stop,” she begged, “Please don’t stop. Hit it harder and faster.”

  Finn did just that and after a couple of minutes, Skye squirted and Finn’s body trembled as they increased their moans.

  Finn looked down on her body, amazed at how much beauty one person could possess. As his eyes met hers, one thought came to his mind, compelling him to kiss her forehead before rolling away from her.

  I’m glad you’re mine.

  Skye stared quietly as the reality of his gestures dawned on her.

  In the still silence that ensued, they both lay quietly, each reminiscing on the events of the last hour.

  Chapter Seven

  The weather was cool and breezy, and reminded Finn of the coming winter and how beautiful life could be. Relaxed on his chair in the boardroom, Finn watched with delight as Mr. Anthony Emmanson, the chief executive officer of Mervi Global, signed all the documents on the table. It had taken Finn and his staff a couple more meetings and deliberations to finally convince the management of Mervi Global to accept his firm’s offer for the merger. Finn watched him pass the signed documents to his attorney who examined them, nodded and passed them over to Finn’s attorney.