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Craving Mr. Cane Little Surprise
He's horrible. Mr. Cane is simply an awful man. There's no other way to say it. His mood started quite early in the morning and it didn't let up. I thought he was going to have a fistfight with Tommy. I don't know what crawled up his butt, but Tommy was just being nice. I saw him in the lobby on the way up and he wanted to chat. It's sweet of him to walk me over. The long corridor leading to Mr. Cane’s office can be creepy sometimes. I think there’s some tension between the two, they keep on butting heads every time they talk. I haven’t seen them get along. The others say Tommy’s one of the few friends Mr. Cane has in the office, but it doesn’t seem like he’s being a good friend whenever they see each other. I think it confirms that he really must be an unpleasant guy. With the way he snipes and sometimes outright threatens his friend, it’s kinda hard to believe there’s something good left in him. From that encounter, it just got worse. He was so damn moody in the car, I didn’t w
Last Updated : 2023-04-16Craving Mr. Cane Mr. Cane's Doppelganger
"I'm sorry, what now?" I'm not really sure I heard that right. At the risk of sounding dumb, I asked Mr. Cane. "I said, you can stay here tonight." Not really sure how to respond to his absurd statement, I keep quiet. "Are you deaf or something?" His cold tone has returned. "No, I heard." I snipe back. I genuinely hate that tone of his sometimes. "And?" "Yeah, okay. Sure. I guess I really don't have any choice on the matter either." I point to my left. The snowstorm is perfectly showcased on Mr. Cane's floor-to-ceiling glass pane wall. Gusts of strong wind and snow make it a pretty but deadly sight. I take my phone out and send my mom a message, telling her I won't be going home tonight. Mr. Cane sees me typing and checking on my phone for a reply. "Need permission from someone?" He's back to looking at the puppy. "Boyfriend?" He asked again when I hadn’t said anything yet. I'm taken aback by the personal question. He has never ever asked me anything like this before. The las
Last Updated : 2023-04-24Craving Mr. Cane Olivia's Desires
There’s no light in the hallway leading to the kitchen. From what I can see, the faint illumination is coming from the fireplace. My parched throat keeps me venturing from the guest room and out into the open space. The snow outside has worsened. Layers and layers of white almost covered the entirety of the glass-paned wall. Allowing only a sliver of light from the moon to shine through. The thunder that envelopes the sky every few seconds does a better job of leading me through Mr. Cane’s living room. The carpet absorbs my footsteps. I’ve never felt something more luxurious on my bare feet. Rounding the island, my eyesight treats me to a glorious sight. Mr. Cane, shirtless with sweats hanging loose on his pelvis. Spooning ice cream into his mouth. A sexy man and dessert. I don't know which one is more tempting for me. I’m spared from fainting because his back is facing me and the abs I’ve seen earlier aren’t assaulting my senses. But when lightning strikes again, I’m treate
Last Updated : 2023-04-25Craving Mr. Cane Charlie
Austin I don’t know what has come over me. First, practically adopting a stray dog? She just reminded me so much of my previous dog that I couldn’t in my right mind leave her behind in that cold weather; out in the streets during a storm. Even my ice-cold heart isn’t immune to a shivering puppy. Second, inviting the girl to my penthouse? Now I admit that one was uncharacteristic of me. I have never invited anyone into my personal space. This penthouse is sacred to me and only me. I never bring any girls here nor business associates. This place is just for me, even my ex-girlfriend has never stepped foot in here. In my defense, what were her other options? I couldn’t have left her there in the parking lot by herself to figure out how to go home in the middle of the storm. So now I’m stuck with two strays in my penthouse. Just my luck. Third, why did I stay and let her see my tattoos? And I’m not even going to think about that ice cream incident. I go straight to my shower and sw
Last Updated : 2023-05-05Craving Mr. Cane Not Team Cane
“Listen. I need you to pick up stuff for the little one.” I nod. I knew this, Charlie would need the items from the vet - some toys, vitamins, and dog food. “She would have to be settled with her… things at the penthouse.” He pauses. He is deciding on something from the contemplative look on his face. “Okay, fine. You will have to go up and get her comfortable. Afterward, I have a meeting with the Engineering Department, I need you there to take notes.” Everything was alright until he told me this. “Excuse me? I mean, sir. I can’t just go to your place by myself..?” He crosses his arms. I knew by this gesture that he was peeved. “Are you questioning my orders, Ms. Blake? Or are you forgetting who’s the boss here?” That cold and distant tone again. “When I tell you to do something, you do it. No questions asked.” He stands and stares at the window of his office. “Do not presume that just because you’ve been to my penthouse and that you saw my life there, you have any right to q
Last Updated : 2023-05-06Craving Mr. Cane Win Some, Lose Some
“Where have you been?” Mr. Cane trains his death glare on me. “Lunch?” I hold up the paper bag of leftovers as proof. He narrows his eyes. Glances back at Tommy. “You’re early,” He remarks to Mr. Cane. “Is that not allowed, Mr. Ford?” “Oh, the formalities are back.” I take a seat before the bickering begins. I’m still full from my meal and I want to digest in peace. “Where are the rest of the team? Why aren’t they here yet?” “Again, you’re early, Austin.” Tommy checks his watch. “They’ve got fifteen more minutes.” “Then why are you both here already?” “I was planning to show Olivia around. Get her familiarized with my people and my area.” If a grown man can pout, I think he would have done it by this time. Mr. Cane is not amused. “So there’s a tour? Come on then, show us around.” “I said, it’s only with Olivia.” “No worries, I wanted to conduct an inspection anyway. Lead the way, Mr. Ford.” “But the meeting?” “They can wait.” Tommy sends me a look that can only be inter
Last Updated : 2023-05-07Craving Mr. Cane Last Time
“Oh my god! oh my god…” my mom’s voice jogs me into consciousness. I blink my eyes open but my vision is still blurry. I can hear Augustus taking his anger out on the furniture in the living room. I can’t see much from my position - lying motionless on the kitchen floor. Mom crawls toward me. “Can you hear me?” she asks in a hoarse voice. Delicately, she touches my swollen face. “Are you, are you okay?” I move to shake my head but it hurts so much. My heavy eyelids refuse to open wide. With the slits of my eyes barely seeing anything, my mom’s bloody face comes into view. Her hair is a mess, there’s a huge bruise on her arm and her right eye is closed and swollen. “What…?” I try to ask what happened, but I’m still out of it. Augustus had really done a number on my head with that particularly hard blow. She tries to get us to safety and drags me to the nearest room - my bedroom. With her own injuries, it takes her so long to get me to stand up or even to nudge me to a sitting po
Last Updated : 2023-05-08Craving Mr. Cane Safety
Austin I survey the street below me. Buying a few more seconds to let my anger subside. “I’m driving you home from now on. End of discussion.” “But Mr. Cane..” “I said, that’s the end of that conversation.” I refrain from looking at my assistant. The sight of her injuries incites something primal in me. I want to kill whoever did that to her. “I appreciate it, sir. I’m not sure about driving me home every day, but I would really like not to be jostled more today.” She grimaced. Her condition must be so terrible that she swallowed her pride. If there’s anything I’ve observed about the girl, it’s that her pride rivals mine. The phone on my desk starts ringing. I sit down, she starts to stand and prepare to leave to give me privacy for the call. But finds it difficult to get up from her chair. The wince on her face and the way she clutches her sides make my blood boil. I raise up my hand, silently telling her not to move further, but I don’t answer the phone. She sits back dow
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AustinThere’s a certain change I can feel in the air. Maybe it’s the fact that Olivia and I finally reconciled, or maybe it’s just that I ultimately let my frustrations go… but I feel different. I feel lighter. Even if everything is going to shit around me. I just feel more… at ease. There’s just something in the air. “I got you your favorite burrito,” Olivia gave me that small smile I love before depositing the paper bag beside me and leaving. She’s back to work, still adjusting to the daily grind but everything’s back to normal. It’s a given that we’re still handling the aftermath of the psychiatrist and everything that came along with that but I can say that we’re good to go. Something just clicked the last time I just let out all my feelings. It was more than domination, it was release. Cathartic. Ever since then, we’ve been mending things between us. All the talks. All the action between the sheets. It’s all helping get us to baseline again. Of course, we’re having low mome
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ParkerI smiled. The receptionist gave me some tea. She’s sweet, the tea as well. But nothing is sweeter than my Olivia. I reclined on the chair I was asked to sit on. The woman I didn’t care to ask the name of added a few biscuits to my tea. How sweet. Maybe I’d… No. No matter how I want other women, it will always be my Olivia who I need. No other pretty girl’s smile would entice me. Even if she was curvy in all the right ways. My mind goes back to seeing my Olivia like this. Behind a huge desk in her little corner. My mind shuffled through all the footage I got of her. The moments as I watched her on her desk. I wanted to bend her over that desk so badly. Hmm… maybe there’s still time. I’m itching to watch her again. If only there was a way… maybe I could persuade the man who let me out. Maybe if I could just convince him…The receptionist’s gaze lingered on me as I waited for the man who made all this possible. She looked at me curiously, almost like I was a puzzle she wanted
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“Get up,” he said. “Now. Hands on the table.” I scrambled up and stood at attention. Slowly, ever so slowly, he put his knee in between my legs from behind. “Legs apart, Olivia.”I was vibrating with anticipation at this point. Everything felt charged. I held my breath as I felt him touch his front slightly on my back. I felt his breath on me, touching my skin as he inspected me. “Where did he touch you?” his soft voice was menacing. “I… Austin…” I stammered while he stood beside me. I felt his choppy breath skirting my shoulder. The goosebumps on my skin were ever prevalent. I couldn’t move, I was stuck as a statue. I couldn’t even if I wanted to. He left me paralyzed just by his presence. “I asked you a question, Olivia.” “I don’t…” “You don’t remember?” “I would rather not,” I exhaled. “How did it feel?” “What? I, I don’t know…” “You’re trying to forget, I understand. But you need to open up for me. “ He said this as he wedged his knee between mine. “Ugh…” “Did he tou
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“You’re right. You did a very bad thing, Olivia. And for so long, you tested my patience.” I shivered at the tone of his voice. It sent chills through me. “You made me watch you at your lowest point. You made me endure everything. All because, what? I love you? I watched you, did you know that?” He stood menacingly. My eyes were focused on him undoing his belt, painstakingly slow. “I’m sorry,” I whispered. At this point, these little words have lost their meaning. He stopped beside me. I stared at the bulge in front of me. He gripped my hair. The caring touches at the hospital are long gone now. In its place, he started squeezing my hair. “You had me so worried. I was losing my mind, did you know that?” he gritted out. “I didn’t know what to do, I was so helpless. I couldn’t even get to you. It’s like you were so far away, in your own head.” “I was… I’m…”“Don’t you fucking say you’re sorry. We’re way past that now.” “But,” I struggled to stay in our conversation but I was dis
Craving Mr. Cane Poking The Bear
“I messed up,” I told Austin. We were in our dining table when I got home from the hospital. Somehow, the guilt and the shame pushed me to bare it all out. “Something needs to change. I NEED to change. I royally fucked up and this whole thing is my mess,” I added. He sat there and I knew he was starting to defend my actions again. “You were drugged. He manipulated you…”I stopped him. “That’s true. But what about all the other decisions I made? I decided to continue with the booze. I chose to take what he was giving me, Austin. Even if I was endangering my job, even if I was getting out of control. I chose those things. You can’t… I can’t pin this all on anybody else but me. I have a part in all this mess. A big part, actually.” He lowered his head. Maybe he’s realizing I have a point. “I trust too easily. Call it naivety or just plain stupidity, but I always choose to see the good in people. Even to my detriment.”He looked up at me. “But that’s what I like about you. You chose t
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“I’m so sorry, Austin. Please!” The words fell from my mouth even as I was beginning to wake up. The crushing guilt enveloped me right when I saw his face hovering beside me. “It’s alright, you’re okay…” He kept on saying. “No, no, I-” “Whatever it is, that’s fine. We’re going to be okay.”“No, you don’t understand. He did things… I was…” I tried to explain. I tried to rationalize and did my best to come out with it but he just wouldn’t let me. “I said it’s alright, Olivia. My god, the doctors just gave me a rundown of the drugs circulating in your system. They had to pump it out of you just a few hours ago, Liv. It was that toxic.” “I know, I wasn’t myself. I was so messed up. But it was still me, somehow. I had a decision, I made them, a lot of them. Things I regret.” “What are you... What are you saying? What happened?” His brows bunched and I immediately thought how adorable it was until I was reminded of what actually went down in that room. “He took advantage of me. And
Craving Mr. Cane Hate
“I fucking hate you. I hate what you’re doing to me. You’re doing this to me when you know what I’ve been through. You’re no better than all the worst men I know.”He laughed when I said this. He grinned like I was a silly little child complaining. Like I was a mere plaything. Like I don’t have any right to disturb him. It made my blood boil and my insides squirm. “You tricked me. You made me believe in all your bullshit. Just so you could, what? Do this to me?” “Isn’t it worth it? I do say so myself.” He smiled like he already won this game we were playing. Checkmate, his face said it all. “I beg to disagree,” my voice was barely a whisper. But my rage was slowly cooking. It’s seeping through my drug-infused senses. It’s waking me up.I scrunched my eyes. “You’re going to pay for this.” “Yeah, sure. You’re saying that as if you’re not dying to fuck me right now. Need I remind you how wet you are? You’re about to put me inside you, sweetheart. Don’t worry, I can prolong this. J
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I couldn't focus on anything. My body is on fire. It’s itching to move on its own, seeking pleasure, wanting the release.He was driving me crazy and I felt like nothing was in my control. Somehow, this was everything that I wanted at this moment, and yet… and yet… “What do you want, Olivia?” he whispered. The voice is enticing, making me lose all sense of control.I want to be ravaged. I want to be owned. It’s driving me insane. This animalistic need that’s welling up in me. And yet… “No…” I tried to tell him. “This is…” I tried again. “What?” He pressed his lips on the side of my throat. So light that I barely felt it. Somehow that’s worse. He lifted his other hand, the one that’s not tormeting me and glided it from my face, to my neck to my arms. Right down to my lower back. He pressed on it. Making me slide onto him forward and to his waiting hand. His fingers pressed on my intimate parts. He barely moved it. I was burning from the inside. An internal battle raging in me.
Craving Mr. Cane Ecstasy
"You want me to fucking relax? Are you… goddamn crazy?" I said, bewildered and very much annoyed. "Just enjoy it. I'm sure you'll love it." He looked at his watch. "20 minutes, and you'll feel it."And just like that, everything started to feel good. Just like he said. The antsy feeling in my gut was starting to dissipated. "Am I… am I floating?" I giggled. I stared at my hand and smiled. "There you are," he smiled back. It gave me this strange sense of peace, like nothing I've ever felt before. The weight on my chest is getting lifted. "I feel floaty, Matthew." "I know. Isn't it great? I mixed those for you. Especially for you, sweetheart." He began touching my hand. My initial thought was to remove it but then… "Do you like it? Do you feel better?" And I did. I was light, I was happy. Finally. My god. I smiled, I really smiled. "You're so fucking beautiful, have I told you that?" He sat down beside me. "Nope. You haven't but I'm starting to feel it. I kinda feel pretty.
