My Boss's Slave ( Erotic Short Story ) (4 page)

I was aware he was watching me by the blinking light on the camera, I never noticed before how it followed me around my office
.

Maybe
I was overreacting to the camera it was always on but now I know he used them for his own enjoyment, It give me hope that he was making sure I was safe after last night.

No
thing was in the papers from last night, which was odd, apart from the actress kissing a woman in the hotel lounge, a photograph of the two of us but you never would guess it was me with my face covered up by her hair.

A small article of her coming out
of the closet and her new film she was promoting was heading to box office status.

She was doing fine on her own but why the pretence in the restrooms, I search her info on the computer until I find out her agent, Alex
’s name stares back at me.

The tears well up inside me as I rush to the restrooms, there are no cameras there to see me cry
, closing the cubical door I sink to my knees as I cry, I was set up he knew what I do to finish our relationship. He must know how I feel about him.

“Clara, open the door baby,” he should not be here in the women’s restrooms. I summon the strength to open the door wiping my eyes as I unlock it.

“Sorry Clara, the photographer was paid by me and he was told only publish what he had already been paid for.”

That is
a lie, why was she hiding in the restrooms if not for someone to proposition her.

“Yes Clara I knew you try to cause a
scene, you always do if you think a man is getting too close to you.” He wipes my tears tenderly.

“Nothing to be scared about Clara this is just sex between us,” he pushes me into the cubical and locks the door.

“Have you eaten today?” only breakfast I should try to eat more, he kisses me before I need to lie gently lifting me off my feet, my legs automatically going round his body. His hands on my back as he holds me to his body, then unclipping my trousers his hands cup my buttocks.

Alex
pushes me into the door as he kisses me his hand rubbing my mound moving my satin briefs aside he inserts one of his fingers inside of me,

He looked sternly at me as
my hands forcefully pulled up with his holding my taught body tight up against the doorframe placing a pair of leather handcuffs on me and securing them over the top of a coat hook.

“Now Clara, you need to learn you were never in control,” someone comes into the restrooms as he
tries to undo my trousers, Alex pins my arms so I cannot struggle and draw attention to my plight.  The sound of the flush of a toilet blocks out my struggle.

                  
Alex presses his legs painfully into mine until whoever it was had gone and I am alone with him.

He pull
ed my trousers and briefs off as he kneels down, oh god I am at his mercy, I panicky pull on my restrains as he starts to lick me, but my body responds instantly to his lips as he gently kisses my pussy and strokes my mound his hand.

My
hips push out to meet his mouth as he licks me firmly pressing his tongue over my clitoris. I relax my struggle on my restrains as I lift my leg and place it on his shoulder. He lifts my other leg releasing the pressure on my arms from the restraints as he takes my weight.

The soft licks of his tongue sends me to heaven, I start to pull him
closer with my legs as my body finds my realise,

“That it baby just relax,”

Alex
continues with the licking becoming faster as I build again, I go to moan out but feel trapped it inside, the frustration of feeling that I am unable to scream out due to the other staff will hear us, this makes me cry, the tears falling hard and fast as he brings me to my climax again. The shakes hit me as he keeps up that exquisite licking of my pussy.

His fingers
now exploring into my wet pussy as the third rocks me, my arms twitch from my tense muscles, my legs begin to ache as I pull him tighter into me the only thing I can control, using all my strength.

Alex’s
other hand rubs my aroused clitoris as he explores me with his fingers, kisses on my thigh as I shake my head furiously it is too much I need to stop, the door rattles as I pull up on my restrains to be free of his hands.

Standing up unzipping his trousers,

“Do you want me to fuck you like the slut you are?” I try to say yes forgetting, but confusedly I shake my head my mind still refusing to give him control.

“Oh Clara you got to allow someone in, trust me.” He pulls my leg up as he thrusts painfully in to my wanting pussy, I close my eyes I was already his to control but I still wanted to hold on to the illusion of being independent.

               My body
arches as he enters me forcibly pushing me into the door.

He
kisses my neck as he whispers I was his, my lips wanting his as I pull his body into me tighter with my leg my convulsions now becoming stronger as he pumps faster and fully into me, it does not feel long before his breathing rapidly increases as he ejaculates too quickly pouring into me.

Silent
screams ringing in my head, but he continues fucking me until I climax again.

Pulling out gently he kneels as he
wipes me clean from his ejaculation, such a tender gesture, I could have washed myself but this was protective and loving.

I have never had
men to make sure I was satisfied before, only of their own needs fulfilled. I was falling fast for Alex and it was scaring me to death, I had no time to tender to someone else’s needs.

Alex kisse
d me tenderly, removing the cuffs that he restrained me, I can feel his tension through his body he scared he has gone too far; I reached out and kiss his lips he was just what I needed.

He understood I found it hard to allow a man to control me
that is why he used the restraints, the first time I have ever felt free with a man, no pretence not needing to please him, only of my own desires. Alex helps me get dressed he knew I was felt weak after the sex; He boldly walks out of the restroom as I wash my face at the sink, reapplying my make-up until I resemble a normal state as possible.

S
hakily I walk back towards my office but he summons me from his office with his finger, it was bad enough that the other staff knew I was his fuck friend but to be at his disposal every time he wanted sex was humiliating, I need to look for another job I cannot deal with this every day in work.

As I
step in to his office closing the door behind me, I notice a selection of food arranged on his conference table.

French
bread olives as well as a selection of cheese and sliced meat, this surprised me; he says it is just sex then treats me with kindness like this.

“Clara you need to eat, this way I know you have eaten throughout the day.”

“Do not read too much into this, how you going to be able to fuck again if you bla
ck out.”

He reaches for the apple juice like if it is a wonder drug
for my condition.

“I do not need you fussing over
me” this is why I never tell anyone I’m diabetic.” He beckons me to closer to sit next to him.

“Clara I always knew you were
a diabetic, I check all my staff records.”

It is starting to feel
seriously creepy with his attitude of controlling me including the details of him watching every move of my office.

“Sit the fuck down and eat before I force you,” sitting
quickly by his command cursing at myself for obeying him, He tries to hand feed me; but the sting of being his puppet makes it hard to swallow the food.

“You have no control when you with me, you are mine and mine
alone”

I fight back the tears as I swallow another bite
, I protest as he offers me an olive Alex pulls the cuffs from his pocket, I open my mouth as I take the olive in my mouth.

“Hands behind your back,” I
reluctantly do as he commands knowing he is going to place the handcuffs on me, tears fall as he snaps them on feeding me again until I refuse. He places me over his lap slapping me hard on my left buttock then sitting me up as he feeds me the olive I previously refused. I make a little sob as I swallow every mouthful, every time I refused him Alex placing me over his lap slapping me harder. I refused to eat any more food so he can slap my glowing rosy behind once more. 

“That it Clara, give yourself to me.” I have no idea what Alex is talking about he already had me at his whim. When
he is satisfied, I have eaten enough he pins me down over his desk.

“Do not fight me,” he says harshly before his hand makes contact with my cheek of my
buttock severely making me cry out from the pain.

“Shush baby you do not want anyone to know what
we are doing,” he places a gag into my mouth as I take it willingly, My hands flat on his desk as I wait for his hands on me, taking my last resistance of pride.

Frantically removing my trousers and ripping my briefs off, “Legs apart”

I follow his command as I braze myself. Alex laughs before he hits me pushing me into his desk by the force
, each contact of his hand bringing shame to my sole; I knew there was nothing I would refuse him now. I just lay over the table my legs shake from the determination to stay still for him to beat me, I have no shame left as my wetness grows inside of me.

“You may leave,” his dismissal is so harsh, no tenderness left in his words but why does he need to pretend to care now he has me where he wants on my knees begging him to fuck me, I will not do that for him I pull up my trousers and wipe
the tears from my face. He tilts up my face assertively as he puts me tidy.

“What do you say?”
     “Thank you,” the bastard smiles at me.

I fight the pain as I walk to
back my office, hoping he cannot see what I am doing on my laptop as gain access to a link my home computer and open my Curriculum Vitae, reviewing it before sending it out to one of our competitors looking for freedom from being a sex slave to my boss. My intercom buzzes moments after I hit send I nervously press the intercom.

“Clara could you come to my office now,”
how did he know?

“Yes Sir,” I look into the camera, he must
have checked via the office server system for the emails I had just sent from the laptop.  I should of waited and send them via my home email account.

  I walk over to his desk by the look on his face he is furious. He
asks to bend over pulls my trousers down as he pulls his belt free I struggle as he slaps me with it but I make no sound. My tears pooling on the table as I try to push myself from the table and leave.

“You will not leave me until I am ready, you got that slut.” He
hits me nonstop until I stop fighting him, it was no use he was too strong better to resign myself to this fate.

I drop to my knees as he realises me
, crying as I get up from the floor as I rearrange my clothing, he throws an envelope at me I pick up the envelope and I place it in my jacket.

“
Open it when you get home you will also accompany me to a ball, your dress will be delivered an hour before.”

After leaving work
I open my front door and sink to my knees the strength it took to get home is all I can manage, I curl up on the floor my arms are my only comfort as I cry.

I loved Alex but I also hated him in what he has become, my master, my lover and my boss all rolled into one
. The gentle touches of tenderness then the cruelty of his beating were destroying me.

Checking
my laptop, my C.V deleted and the application of job proposal that I had sent out returned undelivered trapped in this nightmare until he saw fit to dismiss me whenever that was. I curl up on the couch as I pull out the envelope from my jacket.

There
is ticket to the ball, as well as a note that simply read, “See you later.”

I close my eyes
as I huddle in my arms; I switch on the laptop back to life as I send him my response:                 

            
Alex do what you want to me, you have finally destroyed me - Clara.                

Later that afternoon a loud knock came from the front door, as I answered Alex stood there with flowers offering a gesture he smiled and entered the flat.

“I need a shower,”
I told him, Alex holds onto my hand as I stand there in the hall way my fingers lingering as I pull free from his grip.

“I cannot carry on working for you anymore this is over, close the door on your way out”

He tries to speak but I do not hang around as he struggles to find something meaningful or some words to take my pain away. 

Alex is gone when I c
ame out from the shower; part of me hoped he would stay.