The Room Down The Hall

You hold me in your arms and kiss me gently as I finish cumming. You unhook the chain from both of my wrists, leaving it hanging through the ring. You pick me up and carry me to the large bed that is in the back of the room. I had no idea it was even in here...I thought the door which led me to this room was only a janitor's closet. Little did I know. Pulling down the covers you lay me gently on the cool sheets on my stomach. With your cock swinging, you walk to the chest and get a bottle of witch hazel. As you return, you sit next to me on the bed. Lovingly you begin rubbing the liquid onto my burning back. It is cool and soothing, but it still makes me flinch. You lean closer to my ear, whispering, "You are such a good girl...my Baby Girl." You continue to rub my back, taking care of what is yours. I turn my head and look up at you, and see the concern on your face. My skin is burning hot, a few red welts evident from your leather lashing against me. I close my eyes as the coolness begins to soothe me. I feel our combined cum trickling out of my pussy as my breathing returns to normal. "Sir...may I taste us?" I ask quietly.

You smile and lay down next to me. I see you are tired, but also so fulfilled. "Yes, Baby Girl. You may taste us....I will watch," you say with a sly grin.

With you laying next to me, I lean over and kiss you gently. I lightly touch my tongue to your lips, tracing them, feeling them. I roll onto my side and bend my knee, my foot resting behind me. Looking into your eyes, I slowly glide my hand down my body, brushing my fingertips over my nipple, continuing to between my legs. I smile at you as my middle finger sinks effortlessly into me. I move it back and forth, coating it with our combined cum. Removing it, I bring my hand upwards. I open my mouth and slowly slide my finger between my lips, closing them around it. Mmmmm, the sticky salty mixture is delicious. I move my hand down again, and sink my finger inside my pussy again. This time, instead of sucking it clean, I rub my fingertip over your lips. "Taste, Sir." You smile at how truly naughty I can be, and I part your lips as you let me feed you. You kiss me softly as you allow me to continue to feed us from my pussy. I dip my finger into me time and time again, alternating between you and me as to who gets the pleasure of tasting us. "Mmmmm, I am so glad you are back to work today, Sir. I really missed you yesterday." Amazingly, I still have all sorts of cum seeping from my pussy even after sliding my finger in over and over again. "Mmmmm, it tastes sooo good Sir," I say looking into your eyes.

"You are amazing," you say lying naked with me, enjoying the closeness, the intimacy. The cum. Our cum. Holding me close, you whisper to me again, "Baby Girl, you are something else. I love how you are always fucking horny for me. Always wet. Always open. It is who you are."

I rest quietly next to you. I can hear your breathing and feel the caress of your hand moving up and down my body. "As much as I don't want to, I need to get finished up and go, Sir," I say nervously.

"I know...it's about that time, Baby Girl," you reply with a gentle kiss on my forehead. You pull me close against you once more, before releasing your hold on me. Very reluctantly, I climb off the bed and locate my clothes. I slowly dress and turn to look at you once more before I leave the room. You lay on the bed, taking in the last remnants of my scent from the bed.

The next day...

Making my way to my desk, and not seeing you in the office yet, I immediately open my email and start typing:

Good morning Sir,

It's finally Friday. Yay! We made it thru the week. Do you have to work tomorrow? And have Monday off?

Hey, I wanted to tell you...I had a wonderful day yesterday with this tall, handsome, sophisticated, sexy older guy. We met in a Room Down The Hall. It was a dimly lit room, with a chest of drawers which contained some toys. I had the pleasure of being restrained with my hands high above my head, some nipple clamps on, a flogger tickling and lightly lashing me. I even had my pussy eaten and then was fucked nice a hard. It was wonderful. Considering how he and I met, I think he would even be sweet enough to tell me that he wouldn't mind if I wrote our encounters into a story and posted it to an online Erotica story website. How cool is that? He is a real doll, such a sweet and caring man, and holy hell, does he know how to arouse and stimulate me. Wow, I am getting all worked up again just thinking about it. See what kind of affect he has on me? Shit, I bet he would even be able to get me to masturbate and give him the details, and address him as Sir. Mmmmmm, how incredible.

Anyway sweetheart, I hope you have a good day. Oh, I almost forgot, I wanted to tell you about a wonderful day I had yesterday with this tall, handsome, sophisticated and sexy older guy.

Yours,

Miss Jane

I sit at my desk, trying to concentrate on the few projects I have awaiting me, and at the same time try not feel so proud of myself for being in such a playful mood. I hope you do not mind how I wrote my email to you. I step away from my desk for a few minutes, and upon my return I see I have an email.

Baby Girl,

Please come to my office at your earliest convenience.

Sir

I smile at the email, unsure of its tone as you were cordial yet direct.

As I enter your office, and make my way to the side of your desk, you stand up to greet me. You take my hands and place them around your neck. You watch as I tilt my head upwards so I can gaze into your eyes. "This right here may be one of my very most favorite things I do with you," you say right before you kiss me softly on my lips. "Good morning, Baby Girl." You smile down at me, then continue, "You always make me feel good...make me smile. Thank you. You sure make me laugh, and damn, you sure as hell can make me cum. Yesterday was good wasn't it?"

I smile up at you and moan quietly, pressing my body against yours. I can feel all of you, and you always feel so good.

"I am going to be out of the office for a few days, as I have a road trip planned. I will be going to New Mexico, but I want to make one thing clear. You are to enjoy yourself...but as you already know, it is to be within reason. You are not to take any unnecessary risks, or do anything that will put you in danger. I know you have a mischievous streak, and I expect you to take care of yourself. I do not want to come back to find out something has happened to my Sub. Do I make myself clear?"

Blushing at your instructions, and observation at how I can sometimes be risqué in nature, I nod my head, "Yes, Sir." I look up at you, trying to show my innocent and shy side, "I will miss you."

"Good...and nice try," you say laughing. "Now get back to work." You release your hold on me and give my ass a slap. When I reach the door, I stop to take a look back at you as you sit at your desk, "I will expect to see you later on, Baby Girl."

Later that morning...

Sitting at my desk, trying to work but failing miserably as I am so distracted with my thoughts about Sir, I hear my email ping. I immediately sit up and start to read:

"Baby Girl, I wanted to tell you something. Yesterday afternoon you were kind of caught up in being fucked hard. While that was happening, someone opened the door and watched us for maybe a minute. I'm guessing the reason you didn't hear it was because you were grunting with each thrust of my cock. I wonder who it was."

I can almost see the expression on your face as you wrote this, and hear your characteristic chuckling. My mind is racing, but I try to play it off as no big deal when I type my response:

"Hmmm, I thought I heard something and I was wondering about who might have opened the door. Somehow I think you are going to tell me, Sir. And yes, the getting fucked hard by you was very pleasurable."

I click 'send' and await your reply, and it only a couple of seconds before I read your response.

"It was Criss, Baby Girl. She watched me fuck you."

I hold my breath and look over at her desk. Noticing I am looking in her direction, she turns her attention to me for a few seconds. I smile at her, then get up and make my way to your office. Knocking on your office door, I pause for a few seconds before entering. You look up at me but don't say anything. I close the door behind me and as expected of me, move so I am standing along side your desk, my hands behind my back. When you are ready, you turn in my direction. "Criss saw you fucking me? I hope she liked what she saw. I liked what I was getting. That is so exciting that she stood and watched us." I am embarrassed but at the same time aroused that she saw you fucking me, your sub. Without being told, I walk behind your chair and rest my hands on your shoulders. I slowly start to massage them, easing some of the tension from your day. "I wonder how long she watched us..." I say quietly while continuing to massage your neck and shoulders.

You tilt your head back, and enjoy my massage. You smile as you talk to me, "I heard the door open shortly after I bent you over and entered you. I'm guessing she stood there about a minute. When I turned, we made eye contact so she knows that I know she watched. She hasn't said anything so I will have to ask her about it." You stand up and stretch, and pull me towards you, "Take off your top and bra, and come with me. We are going to the room for a few minutes."

I stand motionless, looking at you. "I thought..." My words trail off as I am not sure if I heard you correctly. "Ummm, you want me to walk down the hall exposed?" You smile at me, kissing me gently, sensing my nervousness at being seen by others in the building. "Please don't make me expose myself...not here." You do not answer me, but stand quietly looking at me. Nervously, I remove my top and bra, my nipples instantly getting hard. I hold my breath as you walk to me.

You take my hand and lead me towards the door. I pull my hand back, resisting you. "Baby Girl, no one will see you. The offices are all but empty on a Friday afternoon. No one will see you. But I want you to get used to things like this." Reluctantly I follow you as you lead me down the hall. You open the door and lead me inside the room. You turn on the lights and to my surprise, the room is very bright. "I want to show you this room and what it contains," you say lightly caressing my cheek.

My eyes immediately look to the wall with the metal rings, the chain which held my arms up and stretched my body still hanging from one of the rings. Subconsciously, I twist and contort my body. It still aches a little bit from our activities yesterday, especially from being left hanging for an hour while you had your lunch. You release my hand and point to the edge of the bed. Without anything being said, I take a seat on the edge and watch you closely, my eyes following your every move.

You sit next to me and gently tuck my hair back behind my ear. You trail your fingertips down over my shoulder and look at my exposed breasts. "You truly are beautiful, Baby." You watch me as I look at the wall where you hung me yesterday. You gently kiss my head, "You did very well yesterday. You pleased me." You let me return my attention to you then continue, "If you noticed as we walked down the hall, we walked through an arch way just before we got to the door that leads to this room. This room is not owned by the company. I lease it myself. I am the only one that has a key. If you will look over there you will see a hot tub. Over there is a bar. If you will look around you will note that all of the walls have rings secured of varies heights and distances. And I introduced you to the bed yesterday," you say as you pat it. "There is more, but do you have any questions or observations so far?"

Blushing at your words, I look downwards submissively. "There is so much more in here than I saw yesterday. I had no idea about the hot tub, the bar...and there are so many rings on the wall..." My words trail off as my nervousness makes another appearance. I fidget with my fingers as I glance up and look at the wall again. My eyes are wide open, taking in as much as I can. I see the chest of drawers again, and my mind races as to what is in the other drawers and the boxes on top. It's as if you can read my mind.

"There are all sorts of dildoes, vibrators, plugs and other toys in those drawers. We will get to each one in time." I look up at with you and smile, a nervous but still very intrigued smile. "If I may ask, Sir...when?"

You take me by the hand and lead me to the chest. "Baby, I don't think you fully realize how elegant you look walking with your breasts exposed. God I love it." You stand in front of me, lightly caressing and stroking me. I sigh heavily and lean into your hands. You broadly smile at me and look into my eyes, "Along with the items in the chest, the vibrators, dildos, rubber cocks, clamps, ankle and wrist bracelets, collars, chains, ropes, gags, scarves, and more, I want you to make a mental note of what we need to add to this collection of toys. But for now, open that drawer right there...select a toy that would feel good. We have a few minutes."

My eyes widen as I look at the array of toys carefully and neatly laid out in the drawers. My pussy twitches at the thought of having you use the toys on me. I feel so privileged to be your sub, to be the one who can please you, to be your choice. I throw my arms around your neck, kissing you. I am so excited about getting to use these toys, or more correctly having you use the toys on me. My thoughts wander to images of me using a toy on you at some point....Hmmmm, I wonder if Sir would permit me to pleasure him with one of them. Yes, I will definitely think about what to add to your chest of drawers.

You kiss me. My Dom will be open to just about anything his naughty sub wants to try. I peruse the drawer, and am limited to select from the array of butt plugs I see. Biting my lower lip, I contemplate which plug to choose. I run my fingertip over a couple of them, feeling their texture. I finally decide on a slender plug, about 3" in length. It is pale pink with a tapered end so it will remain in place. You watch me smiling, "There should be some lube in there somewhere." After I make my choice, you kneel down and begin unzipping my jeans. When you have me the way you want me, you continue our tour.

You pull my jeans and panties down and instruct me to step out of them. You tell me to bend over and rest my hands on my knees with my legs wide apart. Kneeling behind me, you lick my pussy up and down. I jump as your tongue comes into contact with me. Mmmm, your tongue is incredible. With one hand you play with my clit. The thumb of your other hand resting on my tiniest of holes. I lick and suck at me, moaning as you delight in my taste. I love my own taste, and shiver all over each time you tell me how much you like it, too. After a minute, you have me very aroused, very hot for you. My pussy is flowing juices already, and you apply some lube and work my ass with your fingers. My ass tightens as I feel your finger, but knowing how much it pleases you when I submit to you, I close my eyes and relax. As soon as I do, you push your finger in deeper, working it in and out. Loosening me up enough, I feel your finger slip out, then the plug being inserted. I gasp as the tapered end presses against my skin. You easily insert the plug, and it slips neatly past my ring. When you are satisfied it is in place, you move in front of me and pull me upwards to you, holding me in your arms. It is in...I give my ass a little squeeze which makes me feel the plug that much more. The intrusion of the plug is something I am not very accustomed to, and you can easily feel my chest rising and falling with my deep breaths...deep breaths of arousal. You kiss me deeply then whisper in my ear, "Tell me when you can continue."

My voice wavers, "Sir...Oh Sir. I am ready for more...ready for more of you," I say looking up at you.

You hold me close, and can feel me trembling with arousal. Again speaking quietly, "Baby Girl, its ok if you need to cum." I shake my head no.

You unzip your pants and take your cock out, letting it swing as we continue the tour. You squeeze my hand and proudly continue talking, "This is my newest addition. The pillory. It is a very authentic one. Metal....wood....bolts. I'm sure it is an antique." My mind is racing at the prospect of being put into it. You lead me further into the room, and with every step I feel the plug in my ass. "This is my favorite piece. A St. Andrews Cross." I shudder when looking at it. You motion your hand in the air, "And the rest of the room is simply an assortment of sofas....cushions....chairs....and 3 or 4 wooden benches." You pull me to you, and kiss me deeply, squeezing my ass so I feel the plug.

"Sir, there's so...so much. I had no idea the extent of what you have here." As I listen to you, I know it's only a matter of time before I have the pleasure of enjoying these items. And it goes without saying that you will be enjoying these me while I experience everything. I reach down and feel your cock still hanging outside your pants. I look up at you while I stroke it. Mmmmm, you feel so good and at this moment, I know that all I want it to enjoy it.

Before you have a chance to say anything I drop down to my knees. With my hands behind my back, I open my mouth and lean forward. Taking the head of your cock into my mouth, I lovingly suck you. Your cock is not fully erect, and its semi-flaccid state allows me to gently bite the head allowing you to feel my teeth sinking into your tender skin. Mmmmm, it feels soo good. I keep my eyes open and look up at you as I take more of your cock into my mouth, sucking it deeper. I hear you moan at the warmth and wetness, and obviously approve of me taking the initiative. As your cock stiffens, I suck you harder and faster, tasting some of the precum which is already oozing from the tip.

"Fuck, you feel good," you say as you stroke my hair.

A good sub knows when to do what will please her Dom without being told. It is my responsibility to know what you expect of me before you tell me. Looking up at you, I see your stare intensify for a couple of seconds, but no words are spoken. I flick the head of your cock with my tongue, swirling it, then let my hands go from behind my back. I slowly begin to rub my clit as I fuck you with my mouth. Mmmmm, you feel so incredible Sir. I close my eyes as I relish the sensation of your cock sliding between my lips, over my tongue and pushing ever so slightly into my throat. You know it takes me a couple of minutes to accommodate the full thickness and length of your cock, but once I have, you gladly push it deeper. You begin to rock back and forth, fucking my mouth with more intensity. I glance up at you again and see your glare intensify more. I push my index and middle finger deep into my pussy in rhythm to your cock moving in and out of my mouth. I tilt my hips and pull my ass underneath me feeling the plug buried inside me as well. Oh Sir, if you only knew how good you feel, how good you make me feel, how much pleasure it gives me to be with you.

You let me mouth fuck you at my own pace, but the sight, the smell, the sounds we are making is more than you can take. You pull me off your cock and help me to my feet so you don't cum in my mouth. You take me by the arm and lead me to the cross. You kiss me, then work your way down to suck my nipples. You let me go then instruct me to wrap my arms around the trunk of the cross and support myself. You immediately move behind me and lift the head of your cock up and down my slit.

I moan as you tease me with your cock. I open my legs wider, silently enticing you to fuck me. I know you will be able to feel the small plug in my ass as you do, and I am hoping you are thinking about it too. "Please Sir," I say quietly. You know what I want. You know I want to feel your strength, your powerful thrusts. "Please fuck me," I plead. Holding my hips firmly, you drive your cock up into my wet pussy lifting me upwards as you do. Ohhhh, your forcefulness takes me by surprise, but I know that when we are in the room, I am yours. You will do with me as you please, you will fuck me however you wish, you will subject me to the pleasures you choose. Grinding yourself against me, I push back at you the best I can. Pulling your cock almost all the way out of my pussy, you can see it glistening. You like what you see. I am always so wet and ready for you. You slide into me again, this time not holding back anything. Your sub is here because you wish it...your sub is here for you to fuck, for your pleasure.