You have been stuck in your office all day, you should be home now but you were told that someone had asked for you specifically and that they would be late coming in. So here you are sitting at your desk waiting.
Looking at your watch you know everyone else has gone home and would be relaxing, fixing themselves a drink and putting their feet up, but no you are stuck here waiting for someone who doesn't seem to be coming.
You snap out of your daydream and look up.
Slightly startled you look at me.
"Oh...erm, sorry I was just." You stutter as you try to figure out how I could have been so silent.
"Yes, I know what you were doing," I say walking closer to the desk, you try to look at my face but I have cleverly hidden it with my hair falling over one eye and a gothic veil over the other, all you can see is the lower half of my face.
I sit down and you know I am looking intently at you as I place what looks like to be a rather large handbag beside my feet.
"So," you clear your throat, "what is it I can do for you?" I cross my legs and you see a glimpse of suspender belt as the slit on the side of my skirt opens slightly.
"Ahhhh, yes. What can you do for me?" You see a flash of a smile upon my purple lips as your eyes follow down my neck and come to a rest at my voluptuous breasts; you wonder who helped me into such an amazing corset that created such a wondrous hourglass figure.
"Well that's what you have to tell me," you smile warmly.
"No! That's what you have to tell me," I stand up and lean over your desk, "My darling."
You realise who is in your office and your cock instantly hardens as your mind flashes back to the steamy e-mails and instant messages, you see my eyes look down and you hear a devious laugh escape my lips.
"Oh dear, what have I done." I purr reaching over and grabbing your crotch, "excited already, and I haven't even started." I release my grip and walk around your desk, you want to fall to the floor and kneel before me but this is your work place. How could I do such a thing to you?
I reach for the arms of your chair and swivel you round to face me.
"What do you say to Mistress?" You're suddenly dumbstruck as you look into my face for but a moment and your head snaps down in respect.
"Sorry Mistress," you mumble.
"Good boy," I coo as I stroke up your arm, my hand moves over your neck, up to your cheek and SMACK! The slap doesn't hurt so much as take you by surprise.
"Kneel!" I move back a step giving you only enough room to kneel so closely to me you can feel my body heat. I crouch down in front of you and lift your head up, looking you in the eyes.
"Do you know what I'm going to do to you?" You shake your head, "whatever I want is the correct answer." I release your head and move your chair around to the front of you, sitting down I place my feet up on your desk.
"Close the blinds and make sure the door is closed." I watch as you go about your little tasks, leaning back in your chair you notice my hand move under the slit in my skirt. You can see it moving under the fabric, up and down, slowly, up and down.
"Mmmm," you hear me say and see me bite my bottom lip. I stop and turn my head to you.
"Have you finished?"
"Yes Mistress," you say.
"Back down in front of me!" I order and start to play with myself again; as you kneel in front of me I move one leg and place it on your shoulder, the other stays on your desk. You see my hand moving faster now and hear my breath quicken, you start to look away for fear of being slapped again.
"Keep watching my darling," I say as my hips start moving and you start to smell my pussy, oh it smells so warm and inviting. Faster and faster my hand moves and as my back arches you hear me call out.
I slump back into your chair and look at you, you can hear my fingers playing with my juices and I pull my hand out you see them glistening in the light. I sit forwards.
"Open wide," you obediently open your mouth and I place my fingers inside, stroking my pussy juice into your tongue. "How does that taste?" I say taking my fingers out of your mouth and placing them into my own.
"Wonderful Mistress," you say as you see my tongue swirl over my fingers.
"Strip!" I command, you stand up and start taking off your clothes placing them on the desk until you are totally naked before me. "That's better," I say as you instantly kneel in front of me again, naked and hard as a rock.
"If you are a good boy and do as your told I will reward you, but if your bad I will have to get something out of my bag to punish you. Do you understand?"
"Yes Mistress," you say.
Suddenly my hand reaches out and grabs your cock, I start stroking it slowly setting a rhythm, getting faster and faster until I see a drop of pre-cum at the head, I lean over and flick my tongue over it, your body shudders at the sensation.