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Sunday night, Jonathan and I are laying in bed, where we’ve spent almost the entire weekend. That man…wooo! I have never been dominated so thoroughly without the use of toys, restraints, or a contract in my entire life. Just a few simple words or a well-timed smack to the ass or tits and I’m like putty in his hands. He’s left our bed a few times to get us food. But other than that, we’ve stayed in either the bedroom or the bathroom the entire time. Right now, he’s spooning me, his hands drawing circles up and down my arms. Somehow, even this little touch feels sensual. Not necessarily sexual, but powerful and intimate. A little bit of after care after the intense forced orgasms that he gave me just a little while ago. “We need to talk,” Jonathan says, his voice taking on a hard edge. “Uh-oh,” I say, sitting up and looking at him. “I knew it.” He looks confused. “Knew what?” “You’ve gotten what you wanted and now you’re done with me,” I say, moving to stand up. “W

Within a matter of minutes, the buttplug is inside of me and vibrating away, and the nipple clamps are attached to my stiffened peaks. “Where are you, pet?” Jonathan asks me. “Green, sir,” I whine. “Please can I have more!” I don’t need to see him to hear the smirk in his voice. “Whatever my pet wants, my pet gets.” I hear the loud vibration of the wand as he turns it on. My core clenches in anticipation just before the broad head of the wand meets my clit, the lips of my pussy spread open by two of Jonathan’s fingers. I scream wordlessly, my legs trying to snap closed at the overwhelming pleasure, but they are stopped by the cuffs holding my legs wide open. Jonathan chuckles, pressing the wand a little harder against me. “You can’t get away, pet. You’re stuck here, at my mercy, until I feel like letting you go.” “Oh, fuck!” I groan, squirming against the intense pleasure. “Sir! Oh, God! It’s too much. It’s too…” And then my world explodes in a firework of plea

I was stunned. Of course, I knew that Jonathan’s parents had died. I had searched to try and find everything I could about him over the years I had worked for him. I knew that he had lost his parent when he was young, before he even graduated from college. But there is nothing on the internet that says what happened. It’s like everything was wiped that pertained to it. I kiss his forehead, holding him tight to me. “I’m so sorry, Jonathan.” If I had known that, I wouldn’t have left like I did. Shit, I wouldn’t have let him leave like he did. He doesn’t look up at me though. Instead, in a monotone voice, he starts to tell me the story. “After my folks cut me off financially, I floated around for a bit, trying to figure out my life. I wasn’t sure what I wanted, or how to get it. I just didn’t want to do something that my parents told me that I should do just because my parents said I needed to do it. “You know the weird thing about me getting into BDSM? I showed me how

“I know that we are all still figuring out how to work in this new format, but I need you all to remember that we are still professionals. Many of you are having to work at home with your children and your spouses there. I get that it’s hard to juggle everything. However, when we are in meetings, especially with people outside of our company, you have to make sure that kids aren’t popping in tot eh screen or that you are making food or doing laundry. Sometimes, it is unavoidable and you have to watch your child. However, I urge you to work within our pool of secretaries to find someone who can cover the meeting for you. You can trade some of your work with them that will take the same amount of time that the meeting will take. I assure you that each and every one of our supervisors will understand.” All of the personal assistants and secretaries are in a meeting with the VP of administration, Rosalyn. Rosalyn is an older woman, married with no kids. Word around the office i

The second that Jonathan closes the door, I start freaking the fuck out. How many people heard what Amber and Chloe said? How many people are thinking the exact same thing? Technically, there’s nothing wrong with what we’re doing. We’ve let HR know. Told them on the Monday after everything went down with us. We have me being overseen by another supervisor who will be working with Jonathan to make sure that my yearly reviews, any disciplinary actions (hah! Jonathan will take care of those on his own in the bedroom), and any raises and promotions to make sure everything is above board. And we’ll be having quarterly meetings with us to make sure that our relationship isn’t getting in the way of our jobs. But that doesn’t stop people from talking. From bitches like Chloe and Amber dragging my name through the mud. From making Jonathan look bad. Because of me. These never would have happened if I could have just kept it in my pants. Jonathan fully admitted to me that he n