Chapter Thirteen - Lunch at the Office
It's been several weeks since the business meeting. Eric had made good on his promise to get Cass some piercings. She had decided to get her nipples and her clit hood done. While it limited rough play for at least a month, it did little to interfere with their D/s relationship. Cass still did her daily rituals. Eric was kept sated and happy with his arraignment. Time seemed to go by rather quickly though. The end of their contractual arraignment was growing near. Neither was sure what would happen then.
During the past month, they had played many games. Eric always found ways to challenge his young submissive. They had gone out to dinners, where he teased her incessantly. He had her wear the BenWa balls out dancing one night. He worried that she would pass out before he scooped her up and brought her home to ravish over and over. She continued her anal training and he took her there almost every night. She'd grown fond of pleasing him with her tight hole. Her toned Kegels acted like a pulsing suction cup, milking him to the point where he could stand it no more and would release into her bowels over and over again.
It was Friday morning and Eric was doing his final inspection before leaving for work. He stood at the foyer of his penthouse and marveled at how far his 'fuck toy' had progressed in her training. Every move was graceful and practiced. The few times he had people over, her adherence to protocols had been flawless. Eric had trained many submissives in his years as a Dom, but never one so perfect. He wasn't sure how he would do without her here. That time was rapidly approaching, but as he stood there admiring her form, he was lost in her beauty. Her pierced nipples stood erect, begging for attention. When he'd placed her butt plug in, her clitty was exposed and swollen with need. He liked the way her piercings kept her ready to please him.
"Sir, my birthday is Saturday. I wondered if this slave could make a special request?" Her eyes down, her voice a shy little whisper.
"Absolutely my pet, anything you want. By the way, how old are you? I can't believe I've never asked before now."
"I'll be 24 Sir."
"My God, you're nearly half my age." He shook his head. "So what would you like to request?"
"Silly Daddy, age is just a number." She smiled. "Sir, Liz keeps telling me about a club that her and her Master go to. If it pleases you, I'd like to go there."
"You mean Rose Noire - Black Rose? I don't know my pet. I haven't been there in several months. I'm not sure you're ready for that." His voice edgy and terse.
"Please Daddy? I've heard so much about it." She nuzzled his thigh as she begged.
Eric nervously tapped the side of his pant leg. He had distance himself from the club since she'd been with him because he was well known there. As much as he'd like to get her to a club setting and see how she would perform, he wasn't sure if she could handle it. But he thought it over a few more minutes. "OK my pet, if you insist. We will celebrate your 24th birthday at the club. I will contact Stefan and let him know we're coming." He ran his fingers through her hair.
"Who is Stefan Master?"
"He's the co-owner and Liz's Master."
"Thank you Daddy. I look forward to it."
"Since I'm doing this for you. I want you to come bring me lunch today at the office. You will wear only thigh highs and heels. You may wear a coat to cover yourself until you're inside the office. Be there promptly at noon. Am I understood?"
"MMMmmm. Yes Master. Lunch in your office, at noon, wearing only heels and thigh high stockings."
"Very good. I will see you then." With that he turned and left her there kneeling.
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At 11:45 Cass was pulling up to the front of his office building. Cass felt that everyone knew that she was naked under her coat. Three months ago that would have bothered her, but today, she didn't give it a second thought. She proudly wore his stainless steel collar for everyone to see. If he wanted her to strut naked except for her heels and stockings, she would without hesitation. She was his Fuck Toy and proud of it.
She'd made fried chicken to surprise him. He was always talking about his grandmother's fried chicken and she'd found the recipe In some of his notes. She'd practiced several times until she felt like she had it just right. Today would be the test. As she approached the receptionist to his office, she blushed remembering the first time she'd come here and how she'd ended up restrained and throat fucked on his desk. Her little cunny was moist and ready for whatever he had planned for her today. She was so excited about going to the club that she would do anything to please him today.
The receptionist got the door for her as her hands were full. "Thank Maggie." She said graciously.
"You welcome Toy." She said with a knowing grin. "He's been pacing all morning. Maybe you can set him at ease."
"Oh yes Ma'am. I plan to." They both giggled.
When she entered the room and the door was closed behind her. She set down the container of food and removed her coat, hanging it on the rack. He was on the phone but was watching her every move. She picked the container back up and sauntered over to his desk. She set the container with his food in front of him and knelt at his feet, head down, knees apart, arms folded behind her, and her back arched, presenting her body for him.
She waited for his call to end. "Master your lunch."
