When Leigh's boss tells her the CEO wants to see her, she has no clue what to think. But when the cruelly sexy Ms. Blake makes her strip in the elevator, and parades her naked down the executive wing of the company, she's more turned on than ever before.
The CEO wants to see how far this compliant little slave will go. With her ass and pussy stuffed full, can Leigh please him like a good little whore, or will she end up reprimanded?
Warning: This 3200 word story contains bdsm, whipping with a crop, spanking, sexual humiliation, graphic oral sex, and a very satisfying ending. May be too hot to handle!
If you enjoyed DISCIPLINARY ACTION, don't miss this smoldering sequel!
Excerpt for ADULTS ONLY:
Leigh trembled as the elevator doors snapped shut. Ms. Blake hit the number for the top floor, and Leigh’s stomach sank as the car shuddered to life.
Ms. Blake reached over and grabbed Leigh by the throat. Her body tensed beneath the other woman’s grip.
“Look at me, you little slut. Mr. Blackwell heard about your little exploits and wants to see you for himself. You’re such a miserable little whore—he might just want to see if you’re worth keeping around, or if he should toss you out on the street. Understand?”
Leigh’s nipples were hard, and panic surged through her body. What was this man like? Did he really want to fire her, or was this one of Ms. Blake’s mind games?
Ms. Blake released her, and she gasped for air.
“Take off your clothes.”
A slap snapped her head to one side, making her gasp.
“You heard me, little kitty. Strip right now, and put your clothes in my bag.”
Leigh stared blankly, not believing her ears. She wanted her naked? Now? Here?
Ms. Blake’s eyes narrowed dangerously. “I’m not going to tell you again.”
Leigh’s mouth went dry under that unforgiving stare, and she started undoing her buttons. Ms. Blake leaned against the wall, grinning cruelly as Leigh shucked her shirt, then unfastened her bra. Her nipples hardened further under her boss’ watchfulness, puckering in the cool air blowing over her perky breasts from the air vent. She unzipped her pencil skirt, and shimmied out of it, then removed her panties, heels, and thigh high stockings.
Ms. Blake reached down and snatched her panties off the floor. “What’s this wet spot, kitty? Excited, are we?”
She rubbed the silk panties roughly on Leigh’s face, smudging her lip gloss with her own juices.
“Sniff what a bad girl you are. Mmm. I love it when you’re disheveled like this…”
Ms. Blake grabbed her by the hair and kissed her roughly, her tongue jutting into her mouth. Leigh’s pussy heated at the sweet assault, and she moaned onto her boss’s lips.
Ms. Blake broke away, but kept her hand in Leigh’s hair. “I’m going to parade your tight little ass through the executive wing, so everyone can see what a dirty little whore you are. How do you like that, kitty?”
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Published September 26, 2011
Erotica, Literature & Fiction.