John woke with a shudder, his body covered with sweat and his cock rock hard in his boxers. The one thought running through his mind was "not again". It had been three days since Sarah had last let him release and his thoughts kept turning right back to the sensations he felt when he was firmly under her thumb. Each time the after effects became more and more intense and his fantasies more and more vivid. He laid in bed for a while thinking about falling to Sarah over and over feeling the waves of pleasure roll over his body before he reluctantly got up for a cold shower.
He was dreading another long day of torment watching her as she put on a show for him, driving him insane and finally when he approached to ask her for relief have her giggle at him and tell him not yet then ask him to do some work assignment which of course he did. "John I only ask you because I know you'll do a really good job for me," was what she would always say. He was at her mercy and one minute he would be dreading it and the next falling into an endless pit of euphoria that came from giving his power to her. Today he would go and ask again and hope she would give him the release he needed.
It was a dress down Friday and John was delighted to see Sarah was wearing pants today. The pants were red and complimented by a little black top. Her hair was pulled back in a pony tail again and John could only think how lovely she looked, but he was glad not to see her legs clad in stockings for just one day, it might be more than he could take.
It was late and once again John and Sarah were alone in the office as John made his daily approach to her desk to ask the same question. He knew what she was doing, soon he was to be asking her what he could do for her and that was one thing he dreaded. He loved the feeling of surrender but was not sure he would like her putting him into complete servitude. He was already there somewhat unwillingly, but would it soon be of his own free will? Would he just ask her what he could do to make her day any easier on a daily basis? Was that feeling of surrender worth all that? Would his adoration of Sarah become that strong?
He lowered himself to his knees next to her, "Miss?" Sarah turned in her chair and looked at John with a little smile on her face, "Hello baby, is it getting too much for you?" A soft little laugh followed the question just as it always did.
"It's been four days now Miss, I can't take this any longer, please," he could hear his own pleading and could not believe how he sounded but still he asked.