The following story is fiction and does not describe any real person or situation in particular. All characters are at least eighteen. The story features playful D/s elements and light bondage.
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Elizabeth and Leslie are two close friends I've known for years and fantasized about often. All three of us worked in the same office building so we got to see each other on a regular basis.
Elizabeth was a petite, blonde haired, blue eyed, sweet girl with a lovely melodic voice, full breasts, and a tight little rear.
As directed by his internet Mistress, toast put on the heavy one inch thick sterling silver ring and began to prepare for bed. Adding a butt plug on his own initiative as another tribute to his Mistress, he realized he would have to tell her and be punished for not first asking her permission. He felt so desperately alone and longed for a Mistress to take him.
Just let him feel he belonged to one special person.
He realized he was addicted to her, but was unable to do anything about it. Whenever he saw the little green light indicating she was online, his heart started pounding pumping blood into all the wrong places. They would text often, and became intimate friends.
The conversation often turned erotic, and when it did he would describe what he wanted to do to her body in great detail, and she would describe her response.
Sarah drifted lazily to her big office. What a great morning. Her first meeting wasn't until 11 am. Her assistant had brought her a coffee and porridge from a café, and she told him not to let anyone disturb her for the next 30 minutes.
She sipped the coffee and sat on her desk chair and spun around to look out the massive windows. She looked over London and felt powerful.
"Polly, we have a candidate for the mailroom, darling."
Pierson Albemarle Upshur IV was distressed. Certainly he went by "Polly" at home when Brie had him in his garter belt and stockings, but at work he was supposed to be a name partner and be called "Piers" if not "Mister Upshur"
It was distressing enough that Piers was leaving the firm that his father "Trey" Upshur had founded, and joining the new, femdom firm, that his darling wife Brie had devised, but at least could he have a little respect while he was still at Upshur, Tilden.
Author's note:
Bisexual Stan submits to his lover's sister, Shae, who takes him to a femdom club to explore his submissive side.
This story is a follow-on from the Connor on Campus series, and chronologically follows Connor, Stan, Darren and Shae: https://www.literotica.com/s/connor-stan-darren-and-shae.
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Recap
"So, I will see you again?" Stan asks.
Shae sighs, and her gaze is troubled. "Sure. When I'm around..."
Stan can't keep the hurt out of his eyes.
The piece of paper he held in his hand was beginning to look as creased as his shirt had become over the course of the day, as he pulled the slip out of his pocket for the umpteenth time. The very ink itself was threatening to rub off each time he ran his eyes across the words that he himself had scribbled down a few short hours earlier.
A voice from the front seat jolted him from his anxious gazing.