I turned the key in the lock to my apartment. When I walked in there was a dozen pink roses in a tall glass vase. I had been gone to the gym then the market for some dinner. It had been a few hours at least, but there was only one person who could have done this: Mr. Asshole the super. I walked around the apartment to make sure I was alone, then I proceeded to put in a work order for a leaky faucet. It's funny, some women would have thought this to be a sweet gesture, but I was infuriated. I expected to give Mr. Asshole a very special thank you the next time we met. In fact, I got on my laptop and bought a few goodies for the occasion.
I didn't have any more surprise flowers, and on Monday morning, I was greeted by Hector the other maintenance man. He fixed the fake problem and hurried his ass on his way. I sat at my computer and wondered why I didn't bother to even get Mr. Assholes name. I wanted to scold and fuck him senseless, and him being AWOL was getting in my way. I fantasized about fucking his mouth the last time and got a bit horny. Maybe I would see him around the complex, I thought to myself. If I did, I was definition going to get him alone in my lair. My week went as usual, working, adulting and having a few private cam sessions. But no Mr. Asshole.
Tuesday morning I was running on my treadmill when there was a knock on the door. I was only in a sports bra and shorts, I grabbed a hand towel to wipe my sweat and opened the door. Sure enough, there he was; tall, sexy, quiet and needing to be disciplined very bad.
"Hi, I'm here to follow up on the leak you had last week." He had a stack of work orders in one hand, an envelope in the other.
I moved and gesture for him to come in. "No problem come on in." I locked the door behind him and smelled him as he waked past. He smelled great. A combination of hard work and cologne. I don't know, maybe I was just horny but I had to be careful and not lose focus and let him fuck me this morning.
"So have you been having any problems with what was done for the problem?" He walked into the bathroom and turned on the sink. I had him cornered now, and he was going to have to answer for letting himself inside my apartment and doing whatever he thought he wanted to.
"No, I don't have a problem with the sink, the guy fixed that. I do have problem with you letting yourself inside my place and leaving those flowers. Who told you to come into my place?"
I was standing there hands on my hips, pussy lightly fussy, nipples hard as fuck, but I had to make my point. He had his eyes to the floor.
"I had the orders from management to check all the heating vents in the building. I left the flowers to show you I was thinking of you. I apologize goddess if I offended you."
"Well I am offended. I hate flowers and I hate when men- especially my subs overstep their boundaries." I stepped closer to him. His eyes never left the floor. I put a finger under his chin and made his eyes meet mine. "So I have a punishment in mind for you...are you free for the next couple hours?"
Fast forward thirty minutes later and Mr. Asshole was "tied up" literally. I had him straddled across a bench with his hands tied, while I gave him short fast lashes on his tight backside. His huge cock was useless yet again, and barely hard at all while he had to endure the pain I inflicted.
