The clock struck 5, as she rose from her desk to get her coat. Glancing briefly at her co-workers also getting their things together to go home for the evening, she speculates who Mr. Nightingale would summon to his office to warm her bottom. Damn, her cheeks are tender as she walks, she can't wait till she can see her bottom in the mirror to see for herself what he did to her.
She smiled at the security guard as she walked to her car in the parking garage. She was surprised to see a single red rose on her hood of her car. Picking it up, inhaling the sweet fragrance of the rose then opening her car. She laid the rose on the seat, and drove home listening to the oldies on the radio.
She put some music on to play, as she made herself a salad for dinner. She set the salad in the refrigerator, while she went and slipped into something more comfy to hang out in. Bending over in front of the mirror she ran her fingers across the red welt lines on her cheeks. She wondered if she was going to bruise, then decided that what does it matter? She loved how he made her feel so hot as he controlled her. She was enjoying the power exchange with him, and if a few bruises were the price then she would pay with out hesitation.
Recalling the noon diversion with vivid detail, she rubbed her nipples, making them hard. Ooh, she is so damn horny again. She got out her favorite vibrator, leaving her nightie on the bed grabbing her vibe. She went to her kitchen drawer and got out 2 large tie-wraps, about 12" long. She wrapped her breasts in, tightening them till her breasts became a deep rosy coloring. Ooh that feels so good, as her fingers run across her nipples, tugging on, twisting as she became more aroused.
Then she went and got her butt plug and slipped a condom over, she didn't feel like preparing an enema to clean herself. She lubed the condom, and then inserted the plug into her tight ass. Then she went and sat in her oak kitchen chair, nibbling on her salad, looking at the latest issue of bondage playmates. She loved looking at the pictures of the women bound in ropes or restraints.
The tighter her titties are bound the wetter she gets. Lily thinks of him wishing he were here to tie them and flick her rock hard titties. As she sat, the plug snugly in her opening, pushing in deeper as she squirms in the chair. She wanted more stimulation reaching for her vibrator and pulsated the vibes against her clit. Damn was she ever wet? She felt her climax nearing as she slid the vibe into her wet cunt. Pushing it in her with a steady rhythm she thought of his cock, she knew that she wanted him to fuck her so much. She was so hot for him and each day she was craving him more, he was fulfilling her fantasy better than she could have ever written it.
The phone rings, she leaps to grab it from the cradle. Hello, she replies in a soft husky voice as she quivers in the throes of her orgasm.
Mr. Nightingale asked," You are being a bad girl stroking again, aren't you?"
Lily softly replied," Yes."
He tells her to look out her window. She lays the phone down on the table. She walks over to the window looking down. He was standing next to his car with his cell phone against his ear. Sees him gesture to her to come down.
She looks at her titties bound in the tie wraps, feels her ass stuffed with a butt plug. Hesitating briefly she then walks away from the window, picking the phone up she replies, "Yes, sir."
He grins as he sees her approaching his car. The long black coat wrapped around her lush body. He opened the door; closing it he then walked around to his door. The silence as he put the car into gear, driving away was frustrating her. Her mind wickedly contemplating the pleasures he has in store. Hmmm…
The drive wasn't far; they pulled up to a building that she was unfamiliar with. Looking around as she waited for him to open the door. He told her to raise her head for a minute, slipping a collar around her neck. He fastens it adjusting the ring in the center of her neck then hooked a leash too. He led her up the path to the door. Knocking on the door, he waited not giving her a hint as to what was in store for her.
She trembles as she realizes that she is totally vulnerable to him. She wonders how far he will take her. What's next? She felt her pussy moisten in anticipation. She is ready for whatever, she wants to ask but thinks better of. She smiles as she considers the night's events ahead of her.
Mr. Nightingale steps into the room after his id was briefly glanced at. The man on her right spoke to Mr. Nightingale, asking him to cover her eyes. She looks at Mr. Nightingale with her blue eyes tearing up slightly before the darkness. He knows that she fears this. He whispers to Lily, " It is okay, she is safe."
Nodding her head she waits patiently as the two men speak about the evening's entertainment. He unbuttons Lily's coat and bursts out laughing as he sees for the first time her bound titties all rosy and her nipples arching proud and erect. Then as he went to hand the coat to the other man, he notices the plug in her butt." Lily, you are such a bad girl" he retorts sharply.
