First of all, apologies for such a long delay in the next installment! A case of the mundane intruding! This is a short chapter but I promise the next will be longer as Kristy undergoes her intensive week's training!
Kristy made her way up to the office and was startled to overhear a comment made by the same male colleague who had been so disparaging of her earlier in the week.
"Wow, would you look at Ms McCall!" he exclaimed to his friend. "I don't know what she's been doing, but she looks amazing! She must have lost a few pounds and she positively glows!"
"Yeah, you're right!" his colleague said. "Maybe she is getting laid after all!"
Kristy sat down at her desk with a lot to think about. Despite the arduousness of her changed circumstances she was looking better? How was that possible? When had the pain of being punished started to turn to pleasure? She squirmed slightly, still feeling the heat in her backside and was surprised when the movement stirred up a small feeling of arousal from the rings in her clit and labia. They stung a little as well, but nothing like the other night. She had made sure to follow the after care instructions she had been given. She had also genuinely enjoyed bringing her Mistress to climax this morning and took pride in how well she had done so.
Immersed in tying up the workload before her week off, the day passed quickly and she was surprised when her phone rang with David's secretary asking if she could meet with him in his office in ten minutes. She glanced at the clock and saw that it was 4pm, she had worked straight through lunch without realising it! She informed Helen that she would be available and slipped into the bathroom to ensure she was presentable. At exactly 4pm she stood outside his office, waiting to be announced.
As the door was opened, Kristy felt a flutter in her stomach as her Master came into view, standing casually in front of his desk. He looked over her shoulder and told Helen that she could leave early. He would be leaving soon himself and had no further work for her that day. Helen smiled and nodded, closing the door behind her.
"Slave, strip!" David commanded.
Kristy tried to comply but was frustrated by being unable to unlace the corset. She looked up at her Master with tears in her eyes.
"Master, I cannot obey your commands. I am unable to unlace the corset!" she said unhappily.
"I understand, slave and you will not be punished this time." David said gently. "I had not realised that Mistress S had put you in the corset today."
Kristy looked at him hopefully. Was he going to release her from the dreadful constraint she had been in all day? Unfortunately, this was not to be the case.
"Slave, I want you on your back across my desk," David commanded. You will raise your legs and hold them beside your head. If you do not, I shall cuff your wrists and ankles together to ensure they are in position. Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes Master," Kristy replied, moving to obey his instructions.
She lay back on the desk and raised her legs, using her arms around her knees to hold them in the desired place. David moved to stand in front of her and swiftly unlocked the padlocks on the rings. Kristy caught her breath as the action dragged slightly against the rings. Again there was the mingled sensation of pain and pleasure and she could feel her pussy getting wet. David reached out and started to tease and pinch her nipples. Kristy groaned and her pussy got even wetter. David took one hand away and suddenly she felt something being inserted into her pussy, first one, then another. They were smooth and ovoid in shape and David made sure they were inserted deeply inside her pussy before once more locking the padlocks through the rings.
"Mistress S will be picking you up and driving you to the Keys," he informed Kristy. "You will behave yourself on the way down and may not touch yourself or climax until told to do so. The car is an extension of the mansion and as such is to be treated with respect!"
"Yes, Master," Kristy replied.
"You may rise and dress," David told her. "Mistress S will collect you at 5pm. Make sure you are punctual!"
Kristy struggled back to her feet, a difficult thing to do in the restrictive corset, and put her clothes back on. A short time later she was back in her office, finishing up the last of her work. She called Susan in and told her she could leave at 4:30.
"As you know," she said, "I won't be here next week so anything left on the desk can be seen to then. Why don't you take off early? Oh, by the way, enjoy your weekend, the Fairmont is very good you know!" she said, smiling.
Susan beamed at her boss and left the office on a high. A weekend of pampering and being allowed to leave early! It was like having your birthday and Christmas come all at once!
Kristy smiled to see the genuine happiness in her secretary's face and was shocked by how good it made her feel. She was starting to realise that it was better to treat people with respect than disdain. She hadn't realised the feedback loop that was set up in interpersonal actions. If you treated people well, you got good feelings back from them. She hadn't realised how isolated and alone she had become by treating everyone around her with disdain.
It was a very thoughtful Kristy who made her way down to the underground car park and looked around for her car. She eventually spied it parked on the far side of the car park, away from the cameras and the to and fro of people in the building. As she approached the car Sue got out and stood waiting, her arms crossed in front of her.
"Slave, you will take off your skirt remove your stockings and undo you blouse before entering the car," she commanded.
Kristy flushed, but knew better by now than to hesitate. Grateful that she was somewhat shielded by the car, Kristy quickly undid her skirt and stepped out of it, handing it to her mistress before unbuttoning her blouse as instructed. She removed her stockings and then then meekly stood waiting for further instructions.
"Very good, Slave," Sue said. Placing the skirt and stockings in the car, she withdrew a pair of wrist cuffs a short length of chain and a spreader bar. She swiftly attached the cuffs to Kristy's wrists and the length of chain to her right wrist. Then she commanded Kristy to sit sideways on the passenger seat. Kristy complied, sitting with her legs still outside the car. Sue efficiently attached the ankle cuffs attached to the spreader bar around Kristy's ankles before lifting her legs and swivelling her into the car, facing forwards. She then undid the catch on the bar and it sprung to its fullest width, ensuring that Kristy's legs were spread and her pussy displayed clearly. Sue then fed the chain around the back of the passenger seat and attached it to her left wrist. Kristy was now held spread and immobile, and with her breasts thrust forwards due to the position of her wrists, which were held slightly behind her, not so much as to give her pain, but certainly enough to maintain her position on the seat.
