S&M III, Vol. II (29 page)

“Are you ready?” He asked.

“Yes, my Lord,” she nodded.

Scott retrieved some rope. “Open your legs wide. Grab both ankles with your hands,” He ordered and Mariana followed instruction. Scott took the rope and tied Mariana’s wrists to her ankles. He took a ball gag and wrapped it around Mariana’s mouth. “It’s not that big, so I’ll be able to hear through your screams if you’re too uncomfortable.”

Mariana simply nodded.

Scott walked back to the foot of the table and slightly moved Mariana to be closer to him. He stroked His cock to harden it again and sheathed Himself inside her. “Look down, my pet,” Scott purred, “watch Me move inside you.”

Mariana lifted her head and watched Scott move in and out of her pussy. He was hard and glistening with her heat. It was so erotic to watch and her breathing once again became labored as she tried to contain her emotions. “Look back up at me,” Scott ordered. “Don’t move your eyes from Mine.”

Mariana nodded and held Scott in her gaze. His body began to sweat a little and his muscles contracted with every thrust. He moved faster inside her, and Mariana screamed through the ball gag, never once closing her eyes. Scott furiously rubbed her clit with a free hand while He continued to move inside her. He felt her clench tightly around His cock again as He drove into her tunnel. She was about to cum again.

“No,” He suddenly pulled out and Mariana breathed hard through her nose. She was desperate for release. “Not yet,” Scott shook His head, “no.”

He untied the rope from both ankles and wrists. He gently massaged them before proceeding to grab a pair of handcuffs. “Follow me,” He stuck His hand out to her and Mariana grabbed it.

Scott led her to the bed. He removed the ball gag from Mariana’s mouth. “Get on your stomach,” He ordered, and Mariana laid down. Scott handcuffed Mariana’s wrists behind her back and spread her legs. He slipped inside her once again and pinned her shoulders firmly to the bed.

He moved inside her fast, His balls slapping against her pussy. Mariana moaned loudly with pleasure and tried to contain her impending orgasm but she knew she wouldn’t be able to hold out much longer. “Lord, can I please cum?” She begged, hoping her Lord would allow her to have that sweet release.

Scott slapped Mariana’s ass hard and she screamed in pleasure. “Cum, my pet,” He whispered.

Mariana climaxed and it felt as if her entire being was reborn. Her body violently shuddered and she called out Scott’s name again. She laid limp on the bed and Scott pulled out. “Sit up straight,” He ordered and Mariana complied. “Tell me to fuck your mouth.”

“My Lord, please fuck my mouth?” She asked.

“No,
tell
Me to do it,” He barked.

“My Lord, fuck my mouth,” she said.

Scott shoved His cock into her mouth and she furiously sucked Him. He watched with hot anticipation, seeing His cock slide in and out of Mariana’s mouth. His balls tightened and a heat wave crawled up His core. “You want to taste My cum?” Scott asked and Mariana nodded. “Say it.”

“I want to taste Your cum, my Lord.”

“Tell Me to cum on your face,” He ordered.

“Cum on my face, my Lord,” Mariana begged.

Scott pulled out of her mouth. “Open your mouth,” He barked and Mariana complied. He shot His cum on her face, hitting her cheeks and forehead. He wiped His cock on her mouth and Mariana hungrily licked it, wanting to taste more of Him.

Behind the mirrors, the audience was impressed with the show.

“Damn…” one Mistress fanned herself.

“Very, very nice,” another Dom approved.

In a far corner, three submissives flanked their Mistress. One massaged Her breasts while another ate Her out. “Did you enjoy the show, Mistress?” Eduardo asked.

“Oh very much,” Sanora nodded. She redirected her attention to Caprina, sitting below Her. Caprina was leaning forward and watching Scott give
aftercare
to Mariana.  “And I’m pretty sure,
she
did too.”

T
WENTY-
E
IGHT

I knew I should’ve used an ice pack. My poor punani.

Mariana carefully washed herself off in the shower. A few days passed since the play party and she was still sore from her Lord. The sex itself had been off the charts, but knowing there was an audience watching the action made it incredibly hotter.

After their scene, Scott had driven them back home, and they snuggled on the sofa watching movies. Mariana craved her Lord more and Scott complied with her request. They started their sexual tryst in the living room before moving back to their bedroom. They made love the entire weekend, with each session being more passionate than the last.

Now Mariana grimaced about her body. She walked just fine, as long as she didn’t have to walk fast or go very far. She felt very fortunate that Scott hadn’t attempted anal sex on her or she wouldn’t have been able to sit, let alone go into work at all.

Mariana dried herself off and began to carefully apply her makeup. She studied herself in the mirror and had a sexy, confident smile.

“To my Lord, I give my submission. To my Lord, I give my devotion. To my Lord, I give my sex. To my Lord, I give my fears. To my Lord, I give my trust. To my Lord, I give my happiness. To my Lord, I give my everything. My Lord loves me and I love my Lord.”

It was going to be a great day at work.

I am beautiful, I am loved, I am Owned.

****

Mariana arrived at work and saw her computer was already on and in use.  A Gucci purse was on the desk and a cup of coffee was steaming. Mariana looked around and tried to figure out who was at her desk. It wasn’t a purse she recognized.

“Good morning, Mariana,” Caprina approached her from behind.

Mariana was startled and grabbed her chest. “Hello, Ms. Waters.”

“I didn’t mean to startle you, lovie,” Caprina’s voice was soft as silk, “I had no other place to put my items so I chose this station. I hope you don’t mind.”

“No,” Mariana kept her professionalism, “I can work at another desk.”

“You don’t have to,” Caprina smiled, “unless you have a problem sharing a space with me.”

There wasn’t enough time in the day for Mariana to list all the problems she would have with Caprina being at her desk. Mariana also didn’t buy the excuse that Caprina randomly chose her work station. There were many notes and other artifacts on her desk that indicated it belong to her.  The only thing that wasn’t obvious was a picture of her and Scott, and Mariana was quite certain Caprina looked for one. “I usually create a lot of mess with paperwork everywhere so I’ll just temporarily move somewhere else.” Mariana forced a grin. “I’ll just be around the corner.”

“All right,” Caprina sat down at Mariana’s station, “I won’t be very long.”

“Mmm hmm,” Mariana found a nearby open station and got settled. She was seething with anger but kept her cool. She went on with her workday as intended, trying to ignore the fact that Caprina was only a few feet in front of her.

Scott walked into the office an hour after Mariana did. He made his way through the cubicles, smiling a ‘hello’ at the other employees. He always walked past Mariana’s desk, a secret that signaled one knew where the other was. When he walked past her desk that morning, he stopped and turned around.

“Are you looking for someone?” Caprina smiled.

Scott walked closer to Caprina, his eyes aflame with rage and shooting daggers at her.
This is the game you choose to play?
He was about to say something to her when he was interrupted. “I’m over here, Mr. Reed,” Mariana called out.

Scott kept his focus on Caprina as he addressed Mariana.  “Come with me, Ms. Harlow.”

Mariana appeared from around the corner and followed Scott. Caprina relaxed in her chair and watched the pair rush into his office.

She simply smiled.

****

Scott dropped his briefcase in a nearby chair and took off his jacket. “I’m taking you off the campaign,” he advised.

“What? Why?” Mariana asked.

“I don’t like what she’s doing,” Scott suggested, “I don’t like how she’s behaving.”

“Scott, she hasn’t done anything yet! She’s been pretty nice to me so far. If there were any problems, I would’ve told you or Chris about them.”

Scott wished he could be naïve like Mariana. He knew Caprina too well. She was up to
something
, he could feel it like a sixth sense. “I don’t like what going on here.”

“Scott, you’re overreacting! Besides, if Caprina was doing something, I would’ve been able to handle her.” Mariana walked up to her boyfriend and put her arms around him. “I’m a big girl. I can handle it.”

Scott looked out his window and saw the rustling trees blown by the wind. It made him calm down a little. “I guess.”

Mariana nudged his face towards hers. “You want me to show Caprina that I can handle her. You want me to show her that I’m not scared or put off by her. Well, here we go. Give me the chance to prove it. You said you didn’t want me to get any preferential treatment, but if you pull me off the campaign, that’s exactly what you’re doing. Trust me on this one, okay?”

Scott relaxed his shoulders. He felt stupid for not having faith in his girlfriend. “Okay,” he gave a warm smile.

“Good,” Mariana kissed her boyfriend, “now I need to go back to work. I have a couple of meetings today. You focus on doing you.” She started to walk out of his office.

“Mari?” Scott stopped her.

“Yes?”

“I love you,” he mouthed.

Butterflies tickled Mariana’s stomach and goose bumps formed on her arms. “I love you, too,” she mouthed back.

When Mariana walked back to her guest cubicle, Caprina studied her face. The young woman was happy, almost bouncing. That was no good. She would have to try harder to destroy her.

****

And he’ll be calling me in five…four…three…two…

Elissa’s phone rang and she saw Scott was calling her. “Yes, Scott?”

“Come in here, please,” he hung up.

Elissa took a bite of her coffee cake and a sip of her piping-hot black tea. She straightened her blouse and made sure her face was presentable. She knew somewhere within the tirade she was about to hear, Scott would throw in a compliment about her looks. He always did. Elissa was convinced it was to soften the blow of being an asshole.

Elissa was only a few feet into his office when Scott started. “Why in the fuck is she here? Seriously? Why in the fuck is she here? Shouldn’t she be fucking up someone else’s life for a change? I’m sure there’s a family about to get evicted somewhere; she can go rob them.” Scott was furious. “I wish...I fucking wish eight years ago, I just went home and minded my own goddamn business instead of going to Michelle’s fucking art gallery. Fucking Michelle! Now her ass owes me a goddamn apology! And why in the fuck is she in Mariana’s desk? She just happened to choose her spot out of all the desks here?” He had been in a good mood before he arrived at work.

Elissa listened intently while Scott went on. Normally she would think he was overreacting or making a big deal out of nothing, but he was on the money this time. There was no reason for Caprina to be at Mariana’s desk, let alone in their offices. “Guess has a presentation in an hour, Scott,” Elissa handed him his daily schedule, “I guess she came to see how it would play out.”

Scott was already tired of Caprina’s games and she had just begun to play them. “How fucking nice of her.”

“If she’s a disturbance, Scott, I can ask her to leave,” Elissa suggested.

Scott let out a deep breath. He closed his eyes and silently counted to ten, hoping the meditation was going to somehow put him more at ease. It was a mediation technique his father taught him over vacation and Scott had shrugged off the fatherly advice. To his amusement, it worked.  “No. If I ask her to leave, it’ll look bad for Guess since she’s
starring
in their campaign.” Scott knew what Caprina was doing. If he showed any disrespect towards her, she would make note to Guess, who would in turn, tell everyone in the advertising agency how unprofessional he was, and no one would bother dealing with McCormick and Sheppard.

Fine. If that’s the game she wants to play, I got this.
“No, I’ll handle her. Thank you, Elissa.”  He followed her outside his office. “By the way, you look beautiful today.”

Elissa blushed. “Thank you, Scott.”

****

Scott walked towards Caprina.  He seemed to be walking in slow motion and an aura appeared around him. He was dripping sex from head to toe. “Ms. Waters, you wanted to see me?”

“Sure,” she looked around, “can we meet in your office?”

“Yes,” Scott began walking towards his office and Caprina followed suit. She closed the door behind them.

Mariana stood up from her workstation and watched Scott’s office door. She hated her jealousy. She had always prided herself on being a confident woman, not basing her self-worth on any man. But Caprina was a different story, and Scott was like no other man she had dated before. The Devil was playing games with her head.
The Devil is Caprina.

“Mari, are you ready?” Nate asked her.

Mariana shook her head. “Ready for what?”

“The meeting with Chris in about five minutes. You got your notes?”

“Oh yeah, they’re right here,” Mariana grabbed her notepad and pen. She once again glanced towards Scott’s office, hoping he would be throwing Caprina out of there soon. No such luck. “Yeah, let’s go.”

****

“What can I help you with, Ms. Waters?” Scott asked as he sat down behind his desk.

“I saw you the other night,” Caprina casually mentioned.

“That’s nice,” Scott didn’t want to nor cared to inquire further.

Caprina got up from her chair and leaned forward. Her lips were uncomfortably close to Scott’s face. “Fucking her,” she whispered, “I watched you fuck her.”

Scott should’ve been surprised by Caprina’s revelation. Ever since he spotted her in Atlanta, he knew there no surprises to his ex. If he didn’t know better, he assumed she was watching what he was doing at his home. He didn’t want to entertain her inquisitions. “Ms. Waters, we really need to…”