The hairs on the back of my neck stood up and my stomach started rolling as I realized this had to be the woman that I had seen Reed with. "And can I ask who's calling?" I asked, my voice shaking as badly as my hand that was gripping the desk. "No, you may not. Just patch me through now," she remarked snidely. "Yes, Ma'am." I hung up the phone having put the woman on hold and pressed the intercom to get Reed's attention. Fear and anger rolled inside my stomach and my hand was trembling so hard I could barely hold down the speaker button. "What?" his voice came whipping across the speaker. "You have a phone call, Sir," I said.I winced when I heard the meekness in my own voice and how easily I slipped back into the habit of calling him "Sir"."Take a message. I don't want to be disturbed, girl," he growled back. I cleared my throat and gathered myself up for another round of the verbal boxing match we seemed to have started. "I don't think she'd like that very much, Mr. Callagha
He lifted my chin, forcing me to look into his dark blue eyes. I wanted to laugh at his words considering there were times in the past where I had honestly felt like he was reading my mind. Instead, I felt tears rise in my eyes at the earnestness in his face, and the last of my resolve melted under the sweetness of his tone. Here was this big strong Master begging me to help him, it was something I couldn't deny him and didn't really want to. "I saw you at your club. I saw you with another woman after I had just told you how I don't share, Reed. Even worse, you two looked pretty intimate." He pulled away and then walked over to the window to look out seemingly lost in his thoughts; he crossed one arm over his chest and reached his other to rub over his face. "I see. So, that was you I saw there." "Yes, it was and the man that I was talking to told me you guys were together. How am I supposed to feel about that, Reed?" I implored. I wrapped my arms around myself trying to hold back
"I can't say I'm not hurt by all of this. But I'm stronger than you think, Reed. I wish you would have told me all of this and let me make my own choice."He grasped my hands and squeezed them as if they were his lifeline and he was a drowning man. I understood if that was how he felt at this moment because I felt the same as I looked into his eyes. "I know you are, little one. One thing I have never doubted, even when I met you three years ago, was how strong and courageous you are. It's killing me to know that I have hurt you at all," he said.His eyes caressing every section of my face as if it would be the last time that he saw me and he wanted to remember every inch of it. The ache of loss that had just started to go away came back as I realized he was intending to say goodbye to me. I pulled my hands away from his and folded them in my lap. I was afraid that if they were free, I would grab him and beg him not to leave.I stood up suddenly feeling too agitated to sit still and be
I knew as a sub I was to wait patiently for my Masters next command. But it was incredibly hard to do when every cell in my body was screaming for me to shed my clothes so I could feel his flesh against mine again.He stood and pushed his pants down giving me a spectacular view of his ass before sat on the couch in front of me again. My eyes were caught on his hard cock that jutted up from between his firm thighs and seemed to wave at me, begging for my mouth. I licked my lips as I remembered the taste of him. I was forced to jerk my gaze away when he chuckled at me."I want that too, little sub. But right now, I want you to climb onto my lap."I hastily stood up and began kicking my shoes off almost tripping a few times. Despite my uncoordinated haste, I finally manage to get my pants off. I had just started to pull off my underwear when he stopped me with a disapproving look.Of course, he was disapproving, I had put on these clothes for that exact reason. I just hadn't expected us t
After a long while, I pulled away far enough to look at his handsome face. It looked so relaxed and content that I felt pride well up in me at having been the cause of it. He briefly opened his drowsy eyes to look at me before tightening his arms indicating he was not ready for me to leave just yet. I willingly laid my head on his chest and allowed him to hold me for a while longer just soaking up the warm feel of his body pressed against, and inside me. Before I knew it, it was time to get up since I was pretty sure lunch was over and I didn't want people to start wandering in to look for us. "Reed?" I whispered as I tapped his arm lightly. No response."Reed," I said louder trying a light smack on his arm. A light snore was my reply on that one making me panic a little. "REED!" I snapped louder and shoved at him. "Huh?" he muttered finally as he drowsily opened his eyes to look around. Confusion filled his gaze until it landed on me, then it melted away instantly into a sexual
My words were meant as a joke but apparently, he didn't take it like that. With no warning, he picked me up and laid my stomach down across his desk, and with a strong jerk, he pulled my pants down again. I realized with horror he was preparing to spank me again and I began to struggle against his hold. A sharp smack against my bottom stopped me and made me squeal. "Did you just question your Master's word?" he asked deadly soft as his hand gently caressed my backside that I was sure was already turning red. "No! Reed! I don't have time for this!" I shouted and began to struggle to get off his desk. Once again there came a sharp smack on my rear causing me to cry out. "Too bad. Make time. I'll ask again-"Smack! "Did you just question your Master's word?""Ow! No! Of course not! I questioned your eyesight!" I cried.My mushy slightly crazed brain thought I could use that as an explanation. In my stupidity, I thought it would help to calm him down and make him laugh. No such luck, a
I can't count how many times that day I cursed him. Every time someone looked down at my chest and I saw a light come on in a man's eyes, I mentally called Reed every name I could think of. Lizzie did not help when she stopped by to drop off some papers for Jordan. Her eyes bugged out at the obvious sight of my nipples through my shirt. When she opened her mouth to make some smart-ass comment, but I just gave her backside a pointed look. She bit her words back and awkwardly shuffled out the door. I stifled a giggle, finding the whole situation we both were in hilariously ironic. I was never so happy as to see the clock hit home time than I was that day. I rapidly cleared my desk and grabbed my purse, then went to knock on Reed's door to make sure he didn't need anything else before I went home. I entered and noticed he was on the phone so instead of disturbing him. I made a motion that indicated I was leaving, but he waved me in. He looked almost relieved to have me in the room, but
Throughout the week, we all seemed to fall into some sort of routine. At lunchtime, Reed and I would seclude ourselves in his office for as long as we could. He apparently was very adept at tying someone up to an office chair with just a silk tie and the pantyhose he had insisted I was to wear from now on.On the last day of that week, I had found the sexiest underwear that was in my drawer and was enormously proud of myself as I did my morning ritual of showing my Master. Reed grudgingly approved my choice after he made sure to note that it was only slightly better than the ones I had been wearing. The ones that he had promptly ordered me to remove the moment I entered the office. However, he had proceeded to reward me for trying a bit harder this morning. He spread my legs and tied them underneath the chair with the pantyhose he had insisted I take off. The bindings were tight so I couldn't squeeze them together and left me in such a position that if I moved, I'd fall off the chair