PA Expose - a full length erotic novel with submission themes (Xcite Erotic Romance Novels) Read Online Free Page B
Author: Kristal Baird
got the message that he expected her to suckle his tongue in a similar way to how she had suckled his thumbs.
He groaned his pleasureas she satisfied his wishes.
Withdrawing, he looked deeply into her eyes and curved his lips. She had no doubt she would be suckling another part of his anatomy before the day was out. She both feared and desired it, as a cold stone of dreadful anticipation sunk into the pit of her stomach. She was certain he knew his unspoken intention was clear to her.
Her lack of will was all that mattered to him. And he would test her every way he knew how.
Jake helped her to her feet again. ‘You will see I am not an unreasonable employer. If you work hard to ensure you please me in everything. Everything. What do you wish to say to me?’
Not unreasonable? Not if it’s reasonable to strip and spank a stranger.‘Thank you, sir. I will try my best to be obedient and follow your wishes.’ And get a battleship of a good story to sink you with.
‘Of course you will.’
He sounded so absolutely convinced. Damn him.
‘And be grateful for the discipline I administer to correct your faults.’
‘Thank you for giving me the discipline I require, sir.’ Even saying the words made her feel weak with need for more. What the hell was happening to her?
‘Now you have already forgotten I told you to get me coffee.’ He handed her a bunch of keys retrieved from his desk. ‘Leave my office door open but go and lock the outside door first and return the keys. I do not wish to be intruded upon today and you have no need to leave. I am keeping you.’
The ultimate test? Run or stay? By now she believed if she ran, he would return her by force. He just wanted her complete submission to his will. Her decision in name. His by design. Always.
He went back, once more, to the file of papers on his desk, confident that she would no longer make any attempt to escape him.
Chapter Two
A S SOON AS Cally walked toward his office door with the keys, Jake Stone picked up a remote control. He clicked it to unlock the exterior doors. Unbeknown to Cally, they had been locked all the time, preventing any escape she might have attempted in this critical early phase of her submission training.
Now she would find the doors unlocked, presuming them always to have been so and available to her to leave through, if she desired. When he heard her locking them with the keys, he would know he had her acquiescence. For now.
Jake Stone was good at his job, if he said so himself. He understood the psychological dimensions of training a woman to be a submissive partner, as well as the physical. It was just as important to let a woman believe she was doing this by her own choice, at least in the early phases, as it was to make her body desperate for the relief only he would provide her, as a means of control.
He had trained enough women since leaving Special Forces and setting up his exclusive business to know what he was about. He had worked for Arab Sheiks, American oil barons, British politicians, and now one rather desperate newspaper editor, who was so horny for the submissive services of his cock-teasing little intern that he was prepared to pay big money to get them.
The text message Cally had sent, on his instructions, to her boss, was the code that had been agreed to inform Joe Mathers his pretty little chick had been hatched and was now being grown ready for plucking. And fucking. He liked the irony of having women send that particular communication to their future master themselves.
Now all Jake had to do was earn his money by ensuring Cally Hammond would eventually submit to any man he required her to, culminating with Joe Mathers. But starting with him.
This time, he’d lucked out. When he’d looked out from his make-believe office scenario and had seen that horny little beauty for real, in her black killer heels with legs that could carry them off, like a burlesque dancer, straining satin blouse with her nipples
He groaned his pleasureas she satisfied his wishes.
Withdrawing, he looked deeply into her eyes and curved his lips. She had no doubt she would be suckling another part of his anatomy before the day was out. She both feared and desired it, as a cold stone of dreadful anticipation sunk into the pit of her stomach. She was certain he knew his unspoken intention was clear to her.
Her lack of will was all that mattered to him. And he would test her every way he knew how.
Jake helped her to her feet again. ‘You will see I am not an unreasonable employer. If you work hard to ensure you please me in everything. Everything. What do you wish to say to me?’
Not unreasonable? Not if it’s reasonable to strip and spank a stranger.‘Thank you, sir. I will try my best to be obedient and follow your wishes.’ And get a battleship of a good story to sink you with.
‘Of course you will.’
He sounded so absolutely convinced. Damn him.
‘And be grateful for the discipline I administer to correct your faults.’
‘Thank you for giving me the discipline I require, sir.’ Even saying the words made her feel weak with need for more. What the hell was happening to her?
‘Now you have already forgotten I told you to get me coffee.’ He handed her a bunch of keys retrieved from his desk. ‘Leave my office door open but go and lock the outside door first and return the keys. I do not wish to be intruded upon today and you have no need to leave. I am keeping you.’
The ultimate test? Run or stay? By now she believed if she ran, he would return her by force. He just wanted her complete submission to his will. Her decision in name. His by design. Always.
He went back, once more, to the file of papers on his desk, confident that she would no longer make any attempt to escape him.
Chapter Two
A S SOON AS Cally walked toward his office door with the keys, Jake Stone picked up a remote control. He clicked it to unlock the exterior doors. Unbeknown to Cally, they had been locked all the time, preventing any escape she might have attempted in this critical early phase of her submission training.
Now she would find the doors unlocked, presuming them always to have been so and available to her to leave through, if she desired. When he heard her locking them with the keys, he would know he had her acquiescence. For now.
Jake Stone was good at his job, if he said so himself. He understood the psychological dimensions of training a woman to be a submissive partner, as well as the physical. It was just as important to let a woman believe she was doing this by her own choice, at least in the early phases, as it was to make her body desperate for the relief only he would provide her, as a means of control.
He had trained enough women since leaving Special Forces and setting up his exclusive business to know what he was about. He had worked for Arab Sheiks, American oil barons, British politicians, and now one rather desperate newspaper editor, who was so horny for the submissive services of his cock-teasing little intern that he was prepared to pay big money to get them.
The text message Cally had sent, on his instructions, to her boss, was the code that had been agreed to inform Joe Mathers his pretty little chick had been hatched and was now being grown ready for plucking. And fucking. He liked the irony of having women send that particular communication to their future master themselves.
Now all Jake had to do was earn his money by ensuring Cally Hammond would eventually submit to any man he required her to, culminating with Joe Mathers. But starting with him.
This time, he’d lucked out. When he’d looked out from his make-believe office scenario and had seen that horny little beauty for real, in her black killer heels with legs that could carry them off, like a burlesque dancer, straining satin blouse with her nipples
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