Chapter 41 - 41

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 itself.

He knelt between my legs and proceeded to drive me crazy with his mouth and his fingers. His tongue twisted circles around my clit that had hardened the minute I had begun my ritual striptease and his fingers curling in and out until he found my sweet spot. He pressed on it over and over again until I begged him to let me come.

"Not yet, little sub," he said and sat back to open the bottom drawer of his desk. He pulled out a slender little toy that grew wider near the base. My heart stopped when I realized it was an anal plug.

Fear immediately had me shaking my head. "Master?"

"It's okay, little one. You have enjoyed having my fingers in there and this is only slightly bigger," he said.

He twisted something at one end and the object began to emit a slight buzz. My eyes widened even further as he pressed it against my clit. I threw my head back as the strong vibrations ran through my pussy sending pleasure rippling through me while he rubbed it up and down my slit gathering moisture on it.

"I love the fact that even though I forgot the lube you are wet enough for me to do this," he said with a chuckle.

I opened my eyes and stared at him in disbelief.

"You forgot the lube?"

"Yes, I bought this yesterday for you. But I was in such a hurry after work that I forgot lube," he said with a shake of his head as he chuckled at himself.

"Oh, well, you are dripping wet, so I don't think I'll need it anyway."

He began circling my back hole with it still vibrating and I could feel it everywhere. He paused for a moment to allow me to relax before he began to press it in. The pressure was so extremely intense. However he was right, it didn't hurt.

I felt it slide past the outer ring and lodge itself inside me sending its vibration deep into my back passage. My hips began to jerk towards him before I realized what they were doing. I felt a moment of panic when I realized the edge of the chair was slipping behind me. I forced my body to stay still with a groan knowing that this was all a part of his evil plan.

His smile was wicked and appreciative as he kept his eyes glued to my pussy watching me growing wetter by the second. He leaned forward slowly and began teasing my clit mercilessly with his tongue and slid two fingers inside me, his palm perfectly positioned so every thrust in with his fingers would smack the end of the vibrating toy deeper inside me.

I bit the inside of my cheek to keep from screaming, though I could not help the noises I was making. His fingers started thrusting deeper and harder driving me faster and faster towards my impending climax.

"More! Please, Master, more!" I cried out.

"Oh yes, I can feel you tightening up inside you are so close. Don't forget you can't come until I tell you too," he said, then bit down gently on my clit and sucked it into his mouth.

"Master!" I cried.

I forgot for a moment about my precarious balance on his chair and bucked my hips underneath him almost upending the chair.

He pulled back instantly and gripped the arms of the chair to keep it upright.

"You're not going to come, are you?" he asked warningly.

"No, not until you tell me too," I panted at him.

"Good girl," he said and resumed his actions to drive me crazy.

I was wound tighter than a string and I had to start counting in my head to distract myself from what he was doing. Yet, he wouldn't have any of that. He changed his position so he could grasp the bulbous end of the toy and began using it to match the thrusting of his fingers.

"Please, Sir. Please, Master. I can't take much more," I whimpered out helplessly unable to withstand this new torture he was implementing.

"Are you sure? Because I think you can. Would you take more if I asked you too?" he said, he punctuated each word with a mind-numbing flicker of his tongue against my distended clit.

"Yes, of course, I'd do anything you asked me to," I said, pleading with him silently to finish me.

"Why?"

"Because you're my Master," I whispered, hoping that was what he wanted to hear.

"Good girl," he said, then dropped his head back to me.

His fingers began a merciless rhythm that I could not distract myself from and his tongue did the same with my clit. I continued to babble, pleading with him to let me come, that I would do anything if he just let me come.

"Come now," he demanded.

Then reinforced his demand by pressing his fingers down so they connected with the toy, and he sucked my clit in his mouth one last time. I erupted immediately and couldn't hold back the scream that burst from deep inside me. I exploded in an ocean of pleasure that welled up and overwhelmed me. I could not stop the jerking of my hips which caused him to abandon his play and grip the arms of the chair to keep it from tipping.

His mouth descended on mine to stem the cries and whimpering that were gushing from it. I could taste myself on his lips and instead of being disgusted, I found myself intrigued by how it combined with his taste. It was darkly erotic and spurred on my pleasure even further.. Finally, he pulled back and I could see the satisfied light in his eyes.