All Tied Up with No Place to Go
By the time I arrived at PinkCherry the doors were already closed to customers.
“Welcome home, whore” Kitty chimed from behind the front desk.
“You really know how to make a girl feel special.”
Kitty’s bangs fell over her face as she laughed, “All night long, darlin.”
The sun was already setting as I wandered around the room. “You’re not scheduled to work today.” Kitty said.
“Yeah,” I met her curious gaze, “I kind of blew off Jason last night.”
Her eyebrows nearly hit the roof, “You better leave while you still can.”
“I’m not afraid of him.”
“Alright, just don’t scream for me to save you when he goes all boss man.” She winked at me and went back to crunching numbers and chewing on a pen. I wondered how she ended up at this job. I opened my mouth to ask but I was cut off.
“Tara,” His voice echoed over the room, “I need to speak to you.”
Jason marched over to me in all his brooding glory.
Kitty whistled, “You’re gonna get a spanking.”
Oh god, I hoped so.
“I need to see you in my workroom.”
His eyes traveled over my low cut t-shirt; They were a mesmerizing green again. “What’s the magic word?”
I heard Kitty stifle a laugh before Jason glared at her. “Now.” He commanded.
Someone must have skipped kindergarten. I reluctantly followed his majesty back to his lair. Once the door was shut I became very aware of the situation I had walked into. Jason sat in the office chair by his desk. Compared to the state of the rest of the room the area he lived in was painfully organized.
“What did you want to talk about?” I cut to the chase. Being in a secluded room did anything but prevent naughty scenarios from plaguing my mind.
His eyes wandered over my body and I suddenly felt very self-conscious. “I need you to test another toy.”
Jason raised his eyebrow, “Well what were you expecting?” A firm smack to the ass.
“An apology.” If I kept lying I was going to give Pinocchio a run for his money.
“I have nothing to apologize for.”
I couldn’t help but scoff, “Of course you don’t.” I could tell Jason was holding back a chuckle; Frustration boiled inside me. I had always had a temper and I was always overzealous with my revenge attempts. When Wendy told Aaron, my crush, I had herpes in the twelfth grade I spread the rumor that she was a hermaphrodite. She was called Hermie until graduation.
I swiveled on my heel and headed for the door. It didn’t take long for Jason to grab my elbow and spin me back around.
“I’m sorry, ” I froze as the words left his mouth.
Suspicion crept in, “For what?”
“For calling you a slut, ” Not exactly what I was going for. “Even though I know it made you wet.”
I narrowed my eyes; On what planet would that actually count as an apology. Before I could protest he led me to his torture chamber.
“What do I have to do this time?”
Jason grinned, “That’s a surprise.” The evil gleam in his eyes should have warned me that I was about to enter me own personal hell; instead, it turned me on. I held his gaze until my body went on autopilot and I started to strip.
“Good girl.” His breath trailed down my neck. He walked behind me and helped me lower my jeans to the floor; his lips pressed gently against my leg as he came back up. I stifled a moan when his hand cupped my crotch. His fingers slowly rubbing my slit before stopping completely.
I wanted to throw a tantrum right there but instead, I crawled onto the bed and laid myself in the position to be tied up.
A smirk stretched across his lips, “This is your opportunity to back out.” He wouldn’t have given me the opportunity if he thought I would take it. I swallowed down the hesitation in my throat and cussed out the little voice in my head screaming that I shouldn’t let the door hit me on the ass on the way out.
Jason placed a vibrator in between my pussy lips and teased me with the tip. By the time he was finished I was desperately clinging to my sanity.
“Please,” I finally bent to his will and with a flick of a switch my whole world was shaking.
The vibrations quickly enveloped me in bliss. I realized that Jason didn’t just want me to test out another vibrating dick; He wanted to play with me.
His tongue flicked over my nipples and earned a soft moan. My thighs were soaked and shaking from the growing sensation on my clit. I was ready to plead for more, for something real. Jason backed away and took a seat in a chair nearby.
Was he just going to sit there? “What are you doing?”
“Watching you squirm.” His answer sent shivers down my spine. My pussy throbbed as I tried to fight down the orgasm clawing it’s way to the surface.
Maybe I completely lost my mind. Maybe every time I let myself get tangled in my lust I was earning a one-way ticket to hell. Maybe hell was your mind telling you to run but your body making you stay.
I squeezed my eyes shut as electricity built in my pulsing core. Sparks shot through my nerves igniting a flame inside me. I thrashed my hips against the taunting device resting at my entrance.
The restraints held my back firmly against the mattress and tightened as I moved. My thighs shook from torment I was enduring. The deliberately slow pace of the vibrations made me want to scream out in frustration.
“Keep your eyes open, Tara. You know the rules.” The husky voice penetrated my thoughts and willed me to open my eyes. Jason’s sultry gaze wandered over my wiggling body as I bit back a whimper. I felt myself dripping onto the silky sheets.
Somehow being watched while I writhed in pleasure managed to turn me on even more. “God,” My voice shook and I saw Jason smirk out of the corner of my eye. “Please, turn it up.”
“Why should I?” His words held a tone of mockery; He enjoyed having me at his mercy.
My chest rose and fell heavily as I tried to bring myself to answer his question. “B-because, I need it.”
He cocked his eyebrow and chuckled. “I thought you wanted to take things slow.” His fingertip circled my erect nipples, teasing me and making my moan from his slow touch. Another chuckle escaped him and I felt my body quiver with desire.
“Tell me what you want and I’ll do it.” I exhaled in relief, finally. “On one condition.” His words trailed off and my heart beat pounded through my throbbing body.
Jason leaned down to where my head rested against the pillow and let his warm breath wash over my neck. My body ached for his touch, for something to scratch the itch teasing me just below the skin.
“You submit to me and let me do whatever I wish to do with your body. ” He whispered into my ear.
“For how l-long?” I stuttered.
A mischievous smirk stretched across his perfectly sculpted face. “Two months.”
My eyes widened at his proposition. Two months of his sexual bidding for one night of release? It didn’t seem fair no matter how bad I craved it. I shook my head frantically causing Jason to laugh. “Suit yourself, baby.”
“Don’t call me that,” I growled through clenched teeth. If he wasn’t going to help me then he sure as hell wasn’t going to watch me suffer.
The smirk remained on his arrogant face. “I really think you should reconsider my offer.” His fingers brushed over my throbbing second set of lips and sent shivers down my spine. “I would do more than satisfy that naughty cunt of yours.”
I swallowed down my irritation, “What would you do?”
“You’d never leave my side.” His lips brushed over my neck.
“That sounds more like a reason not to take your offer.” I spat.
His smirk made me feel small and incompetent. “Have you even been so sore from being fucked relentlessly or felt the crash of an orgasm that washes under your skin you like a tsunami?” My silence gave him permission to continue.
“I want to do that to you, every day. I want to make you beg for release. To moan my name and shiver as I eat out that sweet cunt of yours.” He wasn’t talking about testing his toys anymore, he was talking about something much darker.
“I want to leave you breathless and aching so that every single step you take reminds you that you’re mine. I want your pussy to belong to me and only me.” He pulled the vibrator away from me and I had a moment of relief before slid his finger into my folds and began to fuck me.
It felt like the air had been sucked from my lungs at the introduction of his touch. “I know better than to sell my soul.” My fighting spirit was retreating and in spite of my bold words a whimper escaped my lips.
Jason knew I was on the edge of ecstasy and backed off just enough to keep me from any release. His fingers pumped into me slowly. The tips of his finger rhythmically pressed against my g-spot. “You sure, baby?”
I locked my jaw to keep from screaming in frustration. “I’m sure.”
He withdrew his fingers immediately. “Have it your way.” My stomach dropped at the realization that there would be no climax tonight until I got home.
My body screamed in relief as he released my restraints. “Thank you for helping tonight.” Was all he said as I grabbed my bag and rushed to the door.
“One more thing, if you make yourself cum tonight than you’re fired.”
I turned to face the smug bastard, “Excuse me?”
“I said no touching yourself or else you will be out of a job,” Jason repeated.
“You can’t tell me not to masturbate.” I said with my hand on the doorknob, “That’s got nothing to do with you.”
“I think we both know that if you went home right now and fucked that pretty pussy of yours, it would have everything to do with me. And as for me being able to, you should read your contract. I have control over all employees including any aspect of their lives that I think may affect their abilities to perform.”
Disbelief hit me like a ton of bricks, “Amy is having a baby!”
“Yes but she’s not a stubborn pain in the ass.”
“I’m not a pain in the ass.”
Jason chuckled, “Goodnight, Tara.”
“You’re kicking me out now?”
“As a matter of fact, I am. Unless you want me to strap you back on this table and leave you here all night.”
“Maybe you should, at least then I’d be able to come!” The door slammed behind me.