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Little Dancer
By
Semiater
Chapter Three
I’m not sure how late Anna ended up staying the night before cleaning, but I beat her in this morning. Though, to be perfectly honest, that was usually the scenario. I generally got there before we really ‘opened’, before the clients started showing up, usually an hour early most of the time, but today, I’d got in like 7am.
It was easier to get work done that way, when it was quiet. And then Anna, she was of course, always was there once we actually started having people in.
I’d got in the zone and was plodding away with the numbers when I finally heard Anna come in downstairs. We weren’t supposed to open for another hour or so still, and I’d already finished most of what I had needed to get done, so I felt more at ease than I had before.
“Hello Master.” When we were alone in the office, Anna always called me Master, or Sir, she was my obedient submissive, or slave, whatever you prefer to call it.
“Hello Cunt.” Anna had a coffee in hand and set it down on my desk, then fell to her knees just to my side. She had on a long dress which showed a bit of cleavage, but it was still more than professional. I knew when she was following the bands she wore short skirts, halter tops, risqué outfits, but this was an office, and, in my presence, I wanted her to look pretty, but conservative. It also helped, because the more conservative the outfit, the more it seemed I could do under the surface to torment and taunt her. It was far easier to put clamps on her nips under a billowy blouse than a skin tight top.
I ran my hand through her hair, petting her as if she were my animal.
“What’s gotten into you Sir?” I pushed my finger into her mouth and pressed down on her tongue.
“You don’t like it?” She sucked on my finger like it was a teat she needed for nourishment.
She coughed a little as I took my finger out of her mouth.
“No Master, I love it, it’s just…” She hesitated, “I don’t know Sir, just seems like you’re particularly horny, and particularly rough, the last couple days…” She paused, her large eyes staring up at me, ”and, and I love it Sir! I LOVE it.” She rubbed the top of her head against my groin like she was an affectionate kitty.
“Can I suck your cock Master?” I stared down at her, tempted, but I had to finish up the document before I could really play.
“I’ve got to get some work done, give me like an hour.” I could see the disappointment in her eyes.
“Can I at least lick your balls and suckle your cock sir?” I couldn’t resist the offer.
“Okay.” I stood up and she pulled down my pants and boxers, so I was naked below the waist. I let her crawl under my desk as she’d done so many times before. When I slid my chair up under the desk to start working, Anna was between my thighs, first licking my cock, then she just held me in her mouth as I worked, a glorious, wonderful feeling, which I savored for hours on end sometimes.
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I flipped the file closed on my desk.
“Finished, finally!” I slowly rolled my chair back, letting Anna shuffle forward while keeping her lips wrapped around my cock. I tapped her on the head softly, then ran my fingers through her hair. She kept her eyes open wide and staring up at me the whole while, her tongue rolling against my cock inside her mouth.
“Bob Martin is going to be here like 11:00, I finished all the IRS shit for him, he’s gonna be happy.” I could feel my dick getting harder, growing inside Anna’s mouth.
“You know Bob, right?” I stroked her head tenderly as she started to gag a little. I could see her eyes start to water and the perspiration gather on her forehead as her face started to flush.
“I believe he’s the only appointment today, I think I’m going to head home after that. I’ll want you to stay in the office though, in case anybody shows up.” Anna’s eye lashes fluttered quickly, and I could feel her throat convulse on my prick as it grew between her lips.
“Now, I need to fuck you!” I wound my fingers through her locks and jerked her lips off my cock. She shrieked in pain as I pulled her to her feet by her hair. I turned her around and bent her over the desk.
“FUCK!” I reached for the hem of her dress and pulled it to the small of her back. In an instant I had her panties down around her ankles and she grunted as I slammed forward, driving my aching dick into her moist pussy.
“Fuck!” I loved the feel of my hips slamming into her body. She groaned with every thrust of my cock into her sopping cunt, and I savored the sound.
“Holy shit!” I grabbed for Anna’s hair and arched her neck brutally, locking my lips on hers and burying my tongue in her mouth as I drove my dick deep in her pussy over and over again, like a jackhammer.
“Fuck!” The heavy desk didn’t even budge as I pounded into her needy cunt repeatedly, the desk, it was carved walnut and weighed a ton.
“FUCK, FUCK!!!” I bellowed out and drove my hips forward brutally, pressing her thighs painfully into the edge of the desk as my cock exploded in her pussy.
Anna squirmed under my weight as I twisted her head and thrust my tongue into her mouth again, owning her, my dick still throbbing inside her cunt.
I leaned over her, letting my weight down upon her with my tongue in her mouth, I stayed on top of her for a good five minutes. It felt amazing. I loved the feel of her quivering pussy clamping down on my prick.
“Fuck!” I slowly eased my cock out of Anna’s dripping pussy. She held the hem of her skirt in her hands as I backed away.
“Pull up your panties, Bob’s gonna be here shortly.” Anna moaned as she reached down and pulled her panties from around her ankles and gently brought them up over her thighs. She had to wiggle her butt to get the thin thong settled over her pussy and into the crack of her ass. She turned deliberately on her 4” heels till she was looking at me.
“Thank you for fucking me Master. May I put your glorious cock away?” I nodded.
Anna fell to her knees with a thud. Tenderly she leaned forward and cleaned the head of my prick with her tongue, before softly easing my dick into the folds of my slacks with her delicate hands.
“Go get cleaned up cunt, you look like a mess.” Anna struggled to get to her feet on the towering heels. Her hair was a disheveled mess, her face was ruddy, saliva dribbled from her lips, and her dress was askance.
“Thank you again Master, for fucking me!” Anna demurely, gingerly, made her way out of the office. I knew pussy must be throbbing and her legs aching from the fucking, and being on her knees under the desk.
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“Thanks for the help Alan, this whole thing with the IRS has had me nervous as hell for weeks now.”
“No problem Bob, that’s what I’m here for. You’re all set now, they’re not gonna bother you anymore, we took care of it. I’ll have my secretary file it all tomorrow and it’s over with.” Bob brushed his brow, beads of sweat had been visible on his forehead since he’d come into the office.
“It’s a big fucking relief Alan. How can I thank you?”
“Just so long as your check, to me, clears.” I smirked and Bob laughed.
“You want a coffee, maybe a drink?”
“Yeah, sure, that’d be amazing.”
“What’s your poison? Like scotch? Got a nice little 18 year old single malt if you’d like to sample that?
“Sounds wonderful.” I pressed the buzzer and Anna was at the desk in a heartbeat.
“Get me that nice single malt, a couple glasses, and some water.” I snapped my fingers and Anna scurried away to one of the cabinets along the wall, where I kept the alcohol.
“You want ice?” I had to ask, I was being polite.
“With scotch?” Bob looked at me incredulously.
“Good man, I knew there was something I liked about you.” I laughed heartily.
“Let’s go sit over here, it’s more comfortable.” I led Bob to the large stuffed chairs on the other side of the room. Anna was there almost before we sat down, she balanced the bottle, glasses, and water on the silver tray like a master. She set the tray down on the little coffee table in front of us and began pouring generous servings of scotch into the finely cut crystal tumblers.
“Water Sir?” Anna handed Bob the glass with the scotch, then slowly started pouring the distilled water into the whiskey, waiting for him to tell her to stop.
“Enough.”
“Thanks love.” Bob looked lasciviously at her as he swirled the mixture in his glass and he waited for Anna to pour my drink. There was no need for me to tell her how I wanted it, she’d decanted many a glass for me.
“Can I get you anything else Sirs?” Anna bowed softly, lowering her head deeply, waiting for a response.
“No Anna, that will be all for now, thank you.” She left the room, never turning her back on us and shut the door behind her.
“Holy shit Alan, that’s one fucking hot girl. Where did you find her?” I saw him rub his dick slyly.
“Intern, she came to me as an intern, and has never left.” I gently leaned my head back, closed my eyes and smiled.
“Fuck, why the hell can’t I find interns like that?” I took a sip of the scotch, the water only enhanced the rich, deep flavors.
“Think you’re in the wrong line a work Bob, fucking engineer chicks, too nerdy for me. You need to go to the university, maybe make a deal with the marketing department, usually some hot pieces of ass there.” I loosened the knot of my tie.
“You’re a successful guy Bob, sure you could make it happen.” I finished off the rest of my glass with a long draw of the amber liquid.
“Sure you could get some of those young pretties to suck your cock regularly, for some good corporate experience.” I smiled and chuckled.
“Another drink?” Bob looked at his glass, downed the last little bit easily.
“Sure.” I grabbed the little bell Anna had left on the silver tray, it chimed pleasantly and the girl appeared, almost magically, a few seconds later.
“Another round my dear.”
“Yes Sir, right away Sir.” Anna grabbed our tumblers, set them on the tray and started pouring the whisky, she looked up at me, trying to sense how much to dispense.
“Of fuck Anna, you’re spilling it!”
“Oh my god, oh my god, I’m sorry Sir!” Anna rushed back to the cabinet for paper towels. She franticly started to clean up the scotch, though none actually spilled off the tray itself.
“I’m sorry Sir, so sorry!” Her hands were trembling as she handed the glass to Bob.
“Here, let me get that.” Bob took the little decanter of water from the tray and poured it into his glass.
“Here Alan.” He handed me the gorgeous leaded glass carafe and I mixed the water into the whiskey.
“I’m so sorry Sir!” Anna’s face was flush, I could see the moisture on her skin, the nervous sweat.
“Leave us.” Anna shuffled out of the room, never turning her back on us.
“Sorry Sir!”. The door slammed shut behind her.
“Cute girl.” Bob sipped the scotch.
“You wanna whip her tits?” Bob eyes went wide.
“What?” He took a gulp out of his glass.
“You wanna whip her tits, then have her suck your cock?” I loved the shock in his eyes.
“Wha—whaaat are you saying Alan?” I picked up the little bell and let it ring. Anna appeared momentarily.
“Anna, Bob here thinks you need your tits whipped for that little display of clumsiness. Don’t you Bob?”
“Yeeesss. That was, dis--disgraceful.” I could slowly hear the confidence filling Bob’s voice. Anna didn’t look up, her eyes were cast on the floor.
“And, after he whips your tits, you want to suck his cock, right cunt? To apologize for your little display?” Anna clasped her hands together behind her back.
“Yes Master, I would dearly love to apologize.” She fell to her knees and finally looked up, now that Bob was above her.
“Sir, would you please let me suck your cock after you whip my tits, for my mistake earlier.” In an instant, Bob’s confidence seemed to disappear, he was speechless again.
I stood up and moved behind where Anna knelt.
“Let’s show you what we’re working with Bob.” Reaching over her shoulders I pushed her blouse down over her upper arms and exposed her bra. Then I pushed down the brassiere so it was almost acting as a support under her tits, letting her mammaries surge over the lace, putting them on magnificent display.
“Nice, aren’t they?” Bob couldn’t take his eyes off Anna’s breasts.
“Go get me a cane cunt!” She stood and got in front of me, waiting. I handed her a key, she took it and went to the cabinet next to the bar, when she opened the doors, the whole array of whips and canes, gags and other wonderful toys were laid out in neat order.
Anna walked back to me, she held the whispy, flexible cane between her teeth.
I took the cane and flicked it through the air repeatedly, loving the sound of it whistling through the air.
“Bob, would you like to punish her?” When he stood up I could see the large erection in his slacks.
“Anna, you know what to do.” I could see the little glimmer of fear in her eyes as she fell to the floor next the large armchair Bob had been sitting in. She placed her breasts over the armrest.
“Hands behind your back cunt!” Anna had to contort her body, she had to lean hard against the chair to keep her breasts in place.
“Go for it Bob, whatta think, 10, or you wanna do more?”
“Ahhh, ahh, I---“
“What the hell, 10 on each tit, make it even, that scotch isn’t cheap.” I smiled and smacked him on the back.
“Ready when you are buddy.” I sat down in my chair. I could tell he was nervous, but excited.
I wasn’t quite ready, Bob had hit the threshold before I expected him too. Anna wailed as the first blow landed on her right tit, then immediately Bob laid the flexible cane on her left tit. It was brutal.
Anna shrieked with each blow of the cane to her breasts. Over and over again he smacked the wooden shaft down hard, it was vicious.
“Bob, Bob.” I grabbed for his arms and he dropped the cane. Anna was sobbing.
“Bob.” He was panting, sweat was pouring down his face.
“Bob, calm down, that was 20.” I led him to the chair in front of my desk.
“Take a breath Bob, it’s all good.”
“Holy shit!” Bob loosened his tie and brushed his forehead with the handkerchief he pulled from his pocket.
I went and grabbed Anna, her tits were striped with lurid red marks, but it was gorgeous, my dick was throbbing I wanted to fuck her so bad.
I pushed Anna toward Bob, she approached him, put out her hand for his.
“Sir, may I please suck your cock now, I will happily swallow your cum too Sir.” Anna took Bob’s hand and lead him back to the overstuffed chair he’d whipped her tits on. She pushed him back and fell to her knees between his legs.
“I’ll give you two some privacy.” I went and sat at Anna’s desk, not closing the door completely, so I could hear. About five minutes later Bob roared, and I knew she’d done good.
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“Thanks Alan, for everything.” Bob looked sheepish when he finally came out of my office. His tie was off, his shirt unbuttoned to the waist, but I don’t think he cared.
“All I can say is thanks.” I stood and shook his hand.
“No problem. You shouldn’t have any more issues with the government.”
“Oh, that.” He smiled and shook his head side to side.
“Let’s keep everything else between us, alright Bob?” I squeezed his hand.
“Yeah, yeah, sure. I should be getting back to the office.”
“I’ll catch ya later Bob, take it easy.” I followed him downstairs and locked the door behind him when he left.
When I went back upstairs, Anna was bent over the armchair, her tits hanging free, her skirt up and her panties around her ankles, waiting for me.
To be continued…
Little Dancer
By
Semiater
Chapter Four
She’d been on my mind non-stop since I’d raped her. I’d longed to see her walking down the street again, and perhaps she would, maybe on Sunday, after church, but I couldn’t wait that long.
I knew where she lived, I had her license and her place was easy to find. Actually she lived in a quite attractive set of townhouses that were very empty, since it was a student place and most kids were gone during the summer months. The courtyard was tree lined with plenty of nooks and shadows.
I would have been a mess of worry and anxiety, but I was on fire, my balls ached, my head was pounding and I was driven by an irrational need. I’d staked out her place for a few nights before, watching, waiting, to see when she came home, if she was alone, if she lived with somebody, or what. But it was always just her, alone. I’m pretty sure her roommate was gone for the summer, because nobody else ever showed.
I waited a couple days, maybe I should have waited longer, but I wasn’t really in charge of the process anymore, I was driven.
It was easy to get into her place, her door was locked, but was easy to pick. My ears were ringing the whole while when I first got inside, but gradually I calmed down a little, though, I never lost the raw excited feeling that pulsed through my veins, like a drug. It was a glorious and addictive feeling that’s hard to describe.
I didn’t really have a plan, but worked quickly nonetheless. I wasn’t positive when she’d be back. I pulled the blinds, I woulda pulled the phone line, but there was no landline to deal with anymore. I tried to do whatever I could think of to implement my plan.
I went up to her bedroom, it was pretty much what I expected, neat, tidy, decorated with lots of photos. Posters of dancers, even a little cast reproduction of one of Degas’ “Little Dancer” sculptures. I was impressed, I’ve always adored his dancer sculptures and paintings.
I felt like a dirty old man when I went through her drawers, touching her panties, smelling her scent, though, I had an ulterior motive, I needed something to gag her with, and I thought her pretty cotton panties would be appropriate. I already had the duct tape with me.
Her bed was festooned with stuffed animals and pillows. When I finally thought I was prepared, I sat down and started rubbing my dick. I don’t know what had gotten into me with this girl. There was something. Her lithe, taut dancer’s body got to me. The memory of her rock hard nipples. Her tight, convulsing pussy when I fucked her, it was all I could think of. Her long, shimmering hair was marvelous to the touch, and so beautiful. I loved feeling it wound through my fingers as I jerked her head back.
Thankfully, I didn’t have long to wait. I’d been sitting, lusting, for maybe 20 minutes when I heard her come in. I had the knife in hand, the gleaming blade smooth and sharp. I could hear her heels clapping on the hardwood floor downstairs, then, the muffled steps on the stairs as she headed toward her bedroom.
She didn’t even turn on the light when she came in the room, the glow of the hall light was enough to make her out clearly though. She had no idea I was there, and barely let out a cry before the knife was to her throat and my hand was squeezed tight over her lips.
“Hello kitten, do you remember me?” She grunted in acknowledgement, her bag dropped from her hand and fell to the floor.
“I’ve been thinking about you a lot baby, you’re such a fucking sexy bitch.” I could feel her body trembling in my grasp.
“You’re gonna be a good girl for me, aren’t you kitten?” I pressed the steel against her throat.
“Mmm hmm.” I could hear her start to sob softly.
I took my hand from her mouth and reached into my pocket, finding her panties I brought them to her lips.
“I got these from your drawer earlier, open up.” She whimpered but opened her mouth. I stuffed the wadded panties in her mouth.
“Be a good girl.” I took the knife from her throat and found the duct tape in my bag of toys. She didn’t move, just moaned softly as I got a piece of tape and covered her mouth.
“That’s it baby.” I caught her wrists and pulled them behind her back, looping them with tape till she was bound and I felt safe. I pushed her down on the bad so she was on her back.
I kicked her bag into the hall and flipped on the light, finally getting in a good vision of the girl.
“God you’re fucking gorgeous.” I stood over her, staring down, she was incredible, the most beautiful creature I’d ever laid eyes on.
The girl, she was crying, though hardly making a noise as she did. She had on a nice top, it wasn’t tucked in, it was very casual. She was in a short skirt, not too short, nothing immodest, but lovely nonetheless. I think the fact it didn’t show too much made her all the more alluring, there is something so erotic in not showing too much, it lets the mind go wild.
She didn’t move a muscle as I approached her and slowly undid the buttons on her top. One by one I savored the feel of the little rings slipping through the small slits till her blouse was open to the belly.
I ran my fingers over her smooth stomach, loving the way her muscles trembled and convulsed under my touch. Her sobbing was gasoline to my fire.
Next I undid her bra, I didn’t really get to enjoy her tits our last meeting. When her breasts were free, I was not disappointed. Her nipples were rock hard and I brutally took hold of them, twisting them violently till I finally got a shriek of pain from her. I locked my lips to both her nipples in turn. Her skin was so soft and I could feel her flesh contract and tighten as I sucked on her teats.
“You missed me, didn’t you honey?” Tears ran down her cheeks as she stared up at me.
“I trust you were a good girl and didn’t tell anybody about our last rendezvous?” I dug my fingernails into her nipple and tugged. She nodded frantically that she hadn’t.
“Good girl. I trust you’ll do the same this time as well.” Dejectedly she nodded her head again.
“This time I think just good old missionary, which I’m sure you’ll appreciate.”
I chuckled, going through her room, it was easy to tell she was a religious sort, perhaps destined for a missionary trip in the near future.
I moved my palm over her belly, I just loved the feel of her stomach, it was incredible, so taut and flat, and the way it trembled under my touch.
She let out a little cry as I rolled her on her belly for a second looking for the clasp and zipper on her skirt I quickly opened them. Her skirt, it slipped down over her thighs so very easily.
I ran my hands over her inner thighs, hearing her moan made my dick throb. I worked my fingers up under the band of her panties and pulled them down over her legs, then and over her heels. The shoes weren’t overly tall, but so sexy still.
She let out a startled bleat as I flipped her on her back again. She started crying as I moved my palms over her inner thighs and calves.
“God what incredible legs, must be all that dancing.” Her eyes were wide and locked on mine as I loomed over her.
“Spread those legs honey, open up for me?” A tingle went down my spine causing me to shudder. The girl pulled up her legs slightly and spread her thighs wide. I loved how the muscles of her groin corded and strained.
“God you’re incredible bitch!” She grunted as I mounted her. I could see the way she bit down into her panties as I guided my cock to her cunt.
“Oh Fuck!” It was glorious, the feeling, as the head of my cock gently squeezed into her tight slit.
“FUCK!” I savored every second as I slowly pressed my dick deeper and deeper in her belly. I let my weight fall completely down on her, her chin was pressed up against my shoulder with her head arched back. I could feel the moist heat from her nostrils on my flesh as I left my throbbing cock impaled inside of her, enjoying the feel of her pussy holding me tight.
“Unbelievable! You’re fucking incredible kitten!” Her nipples were hard and pressed against my chest. She whimpered and sobbed as I slowly started to fuck her, sliding over her body, thrusting my hips, driving my cock deep in her womb. She was so tiny under me, pinned beneath my weight. She moaned each time I buried my dick to the hilt in her cunt.
“FUCK!” I almost couldn’t take it, my head was pounding and I savored every time I slammed my dick in her pussy. Harder and harder, till the bed started to creak.
“Wrap your legs around me kitten.” The volume of her sobbing grew louder as she reluctantly lifted her legs and locked her ankles together behind my back. I could feel my cock plunging deeper and deeper in her belly as she moved the position of her hips.
“Fuck baby!” With her legs locked around my back, she moved with me, her back pressed into the mattress as I started pounding harder into her clutching pussy. I loved the feel of her breath on my shoulder as I fucked her.
“Oh my GOD!!!!” It was like the most glorious, painful, pleasant spike in my balls as they exploded and flooded her pussy with cum. I hollered in pain, and pleasure, it felt so amazing. I wrapped my arm around her head and pressed her face into my shoulder, squeezing her tight as my whole body spasmed and I drove my cock to the hilt in her warm channel.
“FUCK!” I collapsed on the girl, forcing her face into my shoulder as my dick throbbed inside the girl.
She was gasping and sobbing when I finally let her free. It was torture, easing my aching cock from her quivering pussy. My dick, it was so sensitive, so desperately delicate to the slightest touch.
“Unbelievable!” I rolled on my back beside her, she was crying hard, her whole body shook with her tears.
I reached over and put my hands between her legs, slipping a finger into her battered snatch. I loved the way her body reacted to my touch.
“You’re fucking incredible kitten.” I worked a second and third finger inside her, making her shriek.
“You know you like it baby. You’re made to be fucked, it’s your purpose.” I continued to finger her pussy as I locked my lips on her breast, it was glorious, sucking her nipple like a needy child. Her tits were marvelous.
I don’t know how long I laid there any played with her unwilling body, but it was heaven. I wasn’t worried about anybody coming in, and her hands were still bound and pinned under her back.
“I’m afraid I should call it a night kitten.” I climbed on her, straddling her hips and belly.
“You were amazing once again baby.” I tweaked her nipples between the tips of my fingers. She’d stopped crying by now and merely stared up at me.
I took my time putting my clothes on, I couldn’t help but keep looking at the girl, her legs still splayed wide, her nipples hard, she was glorious. My dick started to twinge again, but I figured it was time to go.
I climbed on the bed and rolled her on her belly. I cut the duct tape loose from her wrists. She just lay there unmoving. I leaned down, talking into her ear.
“Remember kitten, not a word, to anybody.”
I made my way downstairs, and then I was gone.
To be continued…
Thanks for reading hope you enjoyed the chapter, hopefully there will be more soon. If not this story, I’m working on others too. I’m always interested in getting comments, it’s encouraging, especially from women who like my work. Thanks again…John (Semiater).