The Arrangement (Part 2)

I should cover myself but it’s too late now. If I hadn’t intended to play, then I should have walked out that door. But why would I do that?

Edited by Pia Monroe

I took off my bra first, acutely aware he was watching me closely. The thong followed right after, baring me completely before him. I should cover myself but it’s too late now. If I hadn’t intended to play, then I should have walked out that door.

As he circled me, I could feel myself getting turned on. There was something exciting about all this, being inspected like an object. It meant there was no room for the usual legal briefs and cases I worked on every day. There was no room for anything else but being right here, in my body. Being admired. Being desired.

He stopped in front of me and gently cupped my breasts, his thumbs brushing against my nipples. I licked my lips, feeling goosebumps dotting my skin. Suddenly he tugged on my nipples with his thumbs and index fingers. I gasped but dared not pull away.

“The next time I tell you to take off your clothes, you take every single piece of fabric off, and you keep your questions to yourself,” he said. “Are we clear?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Do you have anything to say for yourself?”

I frowned. “Forgive me, Sir?”

“Was that a question?” he asked, one corner of his mouth lifting. “You mean to tell me you’re not exactly sincere about asking for my forgiveness?”

“I am,” I whispered as he tightened his hold of my nipples.

“You need to be punished for daring to question me,” he said as I stared at him. He smiled. “I do like the way you’re so transparent, as if the mere idea of punishment surprises you.”

He let go of my nipples and walking back toward the table lined with toys. He picked a pair of nipple clamps and approached me again. My eyes widened as I stared at the clamps in his hands. I really should leave now, I told myself, but my legs refused to move. Instead I stayed rooted on the spot, as if waiting for what would come next.

My nipples were hard as pebbles, and I was soaking wet between my thighs. I’d never been this wet before…