Chapter # 2
by Lewis Chappelle
Joan Myers had been hired to manage the non-legal end of the Black, Bergman & Buchanan law firm. She had a definite, and highly developed, dominant frame of mind and to suggest that she was bi-sexual didn‘t really tell the whole story -- she was just plain sexual no matter how it came to her.
Maxine, her own private secretary was submissive to the nth degree and she was a very dedicated employee. Maxine took her work seriously and didn’t intend to let any sloppy work get out of Joan’s areas of responsibility without challenge.
Maxine wasn’t as tall as the private secretaries who worked for the named partners but that wasn’t to say the other girls didn’t look up to her. They knew Maxine was a tough girl who worked for a tough boss. Her legs didn’t go all the way to the ground, like theirs did, but they were very well proportioned with hamstrings and quads to die for. And her ass was almost picture perfect; leaving a well defined curve at the top of her legs. A great ass to beat on.
Joan was a demanding boss. She knew Maxine was a dedicated and ambitions employee. It became her amusement at work to distract Maxine from her work in as many devious and conniving ways as she could so she would have quasi- legitimate excuses for having cruel fun at her expense.
Early one Monday morning, Joan called Maxine into her office, gave her a medium sized butt plug and a tube of K-Y jelly, and told her to go to the ladies bathroom, get the plug in place and to keep it there for the rest of the day. She then told her that she was to get the plug in place every day for the rest of the week.
On Tuesday, Joan called Maxine on the intercom and told her to take six substantial rubber bands into the ladies room, remove her bra and snap the bands around her tits; three on each. She was then to return to Joan’s office and hand her the bra. When she did as she had been ordered, Joan could see Maxine’s tits were on full display under her blouse; just the effect for which Joan had been looking. She further told Maxine that she should come to work each day with the bands already in place. Joan quickly patted her on the ass and was assured that the plug was snuggly fitted.
On Wednesday morning, Joan told Maxine to again go to the ladies room only this time she was to take eight very small rubber bands which she was to snap around each elongated nipple. She was to endure that constriction on her tender nipples each day, all day long, for the rest of the week also.
Maxine was beginning to get the picture; Joan would find some new and devilish torment each day to keep her mind on her sexual desires rather than on her work and she was right because on Thursday, Joan gave her a fairly large cunt plug which she was to wear all day.
On Friday, Joan replaced the Thursday plug with a vibrating plug with a small outcropping flange which fitted directly on Maxine’s sensitive clit. The unit was built with three options; it could be made to vibrate from a remote station inside her cunt, just on her clit, or both simultaneously. Joan ordered Maxine to insert the plug right there in her office at which time Joan secured the devise with leather cording so that Maxine could not remove it. Joan turned the magical contraption on and Maxine just about went wild. She knew what was in store for her for the rest of the day… and she did get what she imagined was coming; and she did climax at her desk five times throughout the day without causing too great a commotion.
Joan was always looking for ways to distract Maxine’s attention and to amuse herself at Maxine’s expense. The sequential buildup of the various torments day-by-day was repeated the following week. Except that on the following Friday, Joan told Maxine she wanted her to go down the street and get her a large cup of Starbucks, South Beach Rhythm and to get it on the double.
Unbeknown to Maxine, Joan followed her to the coffee shop and was able to activate the double option vibrator. Maxine just about fell down on the sidewalk outside of the shop as a result of the unexpected and incredibly erotic sensation in her cunt and on her clit.
Joan hid along the route and zapped her again on the return trip. While she was almost ready for the intrusion, she did manage to keep her feet and walk in an almost dignified manner back to the office where she somehow found Joan already back behind her desk with a big smile on her face.
“O my god Ma’am, you sure know how to get my juices rolling,” Maxine said, with her eyes downcast. “I really do want to work for you but you make it so very hard for me to keep my concentration. Your little challenges are interesting to say the least, but they make me wonder if I can keep things straight around here for you and the lawyers.”
“You are doing fine. Just keep it up. I enjoy having you around, Max, but don’t mess up and don’t complain or I’ll blister you something fierce. Understand?”
“Yes, Ma’am I do understand and I’ll work my fanny off for you as your submissive secretary Ma’am, for as long as you will have me. Thank you, Ma’am.”
“One more thing, Max,” Joan said. “from now on. I want your skirts and dresses tailored so they are a bit tighter and a bit shorter than most of other girls around here wear. Do you get my meaning, Max?”
“Yes, Ma’am, I’ll tend to my mending this very weekend. You won’t be disappointed.”
Max liked the attention and certainly wasn’t beyond flaunting her most obviously impressive physical attributes.
Joan liked to see her walk, bend and stoop. And she liked to paddle Max’s cute butt and legs until they were beet red just for the thrill of it all. Max would scream, beg for mercy, and cry, none of which helped or slowed Joan down in the least. But, Joan did let Joan let her finger herself to a rolling climax every time which made everything just fine for both of them at least for a while.
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Sam Buchanan had drawn Suzie as his personal secretary and they had already begun to see eye to eye sexually -- literally eye to eye as Suzie was five foot nine and in heels she was as every bit as tall as he was. The first time they were alone in his office, Suzie gave him all the indications he needed to know that it would be fine with her if he kissed her. A few kisses later, and Sam had her blouse and bra on his desk and soon after that, they were both naked and, like rabbits in heat, they were soon fucking on the new carpet. So much for small talk.
When they were both dressed again and finally settled in to a vague semblance of a working relationship, Suzie mentioned that she was a twin. Her identical twin sister, Sallie, was different from her in only a few barely discernable ways; she was unable to speak due to a birth defect in her larynx and only communicated in sign language and a few guttural grunts, she had spent most of her time during puberty learning how to sexually satisfy both men and women and was quite accomplished in that sphere, and she seemed to have a masochistic bent as well as a tolerance for pain uncommon in other women.
Suzie said that she and her sister had spent a great deal of time as youngsters practicing the art of kissing and, that this had lead to extensive energy being spent in lesbian activities despite the fact that they both were also keenly interested in and fully satisfied with heterosexual activities.
Suzie invited Sam to dinner out with them one evening and Sam could hardly tell the girls apart. Suzie said that Sallie had a red birth mark on the base of her spine if that would help him distinguish between them. Sam thought that was an invitation of sorts and perhaps it was, because as the evening progressed, Suzie invited Sam back to their home for a night cap.
Drinks were poured to order. And Suzie signed to her Sister while discussing the workings of the law firm and how interesting it was to listen to several of the other girls talk about their exciting sexual adventures with the other partners. Actually, Sam hadn’t heard many of the details of the stories she was single-mindedly motivated to tell. By the time she had run out of breath, all three of them were horny as hell and Sallie was determined to see the evening end with some physical gratification. To further this objective, Sallie motioned that she wanted to show Sam some of features of the house and Suzie agreed to lead the way.
Sam soon was convinced that the twins were from a wealthy family as the house was in a very fashionable neighborhood of old money. The rooms were large with updated bathrooms and kitchen. Sam sensed that there was a dark secret about the house to which he was soon to be introduced. And he was right.
Suzie, led the visitor to a large library full of old and seemingly expensive books. She pressed a button hidden among the books which opened a panel which led to a hidden staircase.
Before she proceeded further, Suzie, said, “Sis and I found this panel a year or so after Mom and Dad died. As it turns out, the folks were deep into domination and submission as we found out when we found books and pictures of their adventures down here in the hidden cellar. I guess Mom was into submission big time because we found many old pictures of her in bondage or on her knees in a pose of submission. And to boot, there were just loads of bondage gear which appears to have been used to punish her.
Most kids are averse to even thinking about the fact that their parents even had vanilla sex, but after the initial shock we came away with a totally different appreciation of them both. Mom and Dad were both in their mid forties when they died in a boating accident. Mom was a real beauty and built to kill. Dad was a powerful, muscular, and determined man. To see pictures of them having sexual fun in their own way made us proud of them.
Sis, here, seems to have inherited Mom’s propensity for pain and has persuaded me to put her in the same bondage positions as Mom. She has made it clear that she was willing to stay in the most painful of these positions for very long periods of time just to confirm that she was able and willing to endure physical pain and discomfort like Mom. She certainly has proven her point to me over and over again.
“Perhaps you can come back sometime soon and Sallie will be able to demonstrate her aptitude in the bdsm sphere to you. Would you like that, Sam?”
“Sure, that sound like great fun. But first, would either one of you favor me with a bit of oral pleasure? I really can’t get too far in the condition I’m in right now?”
Suzie, made some quick signs to her sister and it was clear that she wanted Sallie to take all her cloths off and to kneel at Sam’s feet in a position to take his cock in her mouth. Sam could tell that his was not the first cock that Sallie had brought to climax.
She was slow and deliberate working his thick cock in and out of her mouth until he was pumping her vigorously. Without warning, Sallie slid Sam’s cock down her throat and held it there for ten seconds. She pulled him out just before he exploded. But, within seconds, she gulped him down again and flexed her throat muscles somehow so as to make him ejaculate straight down her soft yet flexible gullet.
When Sam took a breath and opened his eyes he saw Suzie sitting on a leather padded bench with her pants off rubbing her clit with a gusto he didn’t know could exist. Her eyes rolled back into their sockets briefly giving her the look of a woman possessed … possessed with released sexual excitement that was dreamlike and fantastic at the same time.
Sallie again gave her sister some signs which Sam took to mean “Just stay where you are little girl while I let this gentleman out but I’ll be back to take care of you as soon as I can.”
“At the door she said “I’ll tell you more about our family tomorrow if we get some time alone Sam. It’s been a great evening. Thanks for everything.”
The End of Chapter # 2