This story contains graphic sexual descriptions.
Copyright 2005 October, All Rights Reserved
There are elements of this story that are true.
To those whose experience I based it on I thank you. Feedback as always, is really appreciated Petra Rose
I really should try and cut down on the coffee. For one thing it makes me extremely irritable and later on I find it impossible to go to sleep.Yeah, I know I could try decafe, but here in the office I find it's the only thing that 'legally' gives me a buzz. It gets me through a stressful day, and believe me, today was about as stressful as it could get. There were deadlines to hit and as usual people either hadn't finished the work or simply cried off 'sick' added to which, my boss was not being helpful.
So there I was; either chasing people on the telephone or rushing around the office like a headless chicken. I could feel myself beginning to reach that point where several cups of strong coffee would not be enough and the only thing left was to start screaming or take up smoking. Was I in the wrong job? Whatever gave you that impression?
Then to cap it all I get a small package delivered which I notice had my girlfriends writing on it. What the hell has she sent me I wondered? I begin to worry, had I forgotten something important? I left the flat so early in the morning without saying goodbye. Oh my God! I suddenly remembered that it was our anniversary. I begin to visualize what she could have sent me. Probably a dildo with a message attached saying; "If you can't even remember our anniversary, take this toy and stick it where the sun don't shine! P.S We are through!!"
Now, I really was in a panic. I tried to compose myself, wondered if it was not too late to send her some flowers and book a table for us at some fancy restaurant. Someone interrupted me with a stupid question; I nearly bit their head off. Then the package my girlfriend had sent began to vibrate right there on my desk! I almost fainted. It really must be a dildo with a note telling me we are finished!I grabbed the package and headed for the wash room in some distress. Once I locked the door I just bust into tears. I really was so stressed out.
I began to open the package, dreading what I would find inside as it continued to vibrate in my hands. As I ripped it open I found to my great relief that it was not a sex toy at all, but a mobile phone! It was vibrating because someone was ringing me on it. I began to laugh, what an idiot I was, I really was so emotional. I flicked the phone open and it burst into life. To my complete amazement my girlfriend's happy face appeared
on the screen, causing me to nearly drop the phone on the floor.
"Hi Petra." She said. "Surprise, Surprise! Happy anniversary! How'd you like your new phone I got you? It's one of those G3 video phones. I got us both one, so we can now see each other as well as talk. Are you alright sweetness?" Staring at her beautiful face made me once again just bust into tears. I wanted a kiss and a cuddle.
"Hon, what's wrong? Hey, come on. What's the matter? I was really worried about you this morning, you just left without saying a word. You're so stressed out lately. I can tell you're depressed. Your job is really getting to you? Come on tell me."
"Yeah it is, but it's not only that" I began to reply in between floods of tears. "I'm sorry but I forgot it's our anniversary. Jane, I love you so much, please forgive me. I really am so stressed and.."
"Petra, listen to me. It's alright. I can't say I'm not disappointed, but I know you are so stressed out at the moment. That job of yours is not right for you. It's making you ill. I really worry about you." My girlfriend said sympathetically.
"I know. But what can I do Jane?
"Simple. Leave. Grab your bag and leave. That boss of yours puts to much unnecessary pressure on you and then takes all the credit. He would look real sick if you just walked out. It would show him up for the lousy fool he is. He just takes advantage of you and treats you like shit. Leave and come and work for me."
"I couldn't do that" I said in horror. "I mean, I'd love to work with you Jane, but I..."
"Then do it" My girlfriend said.
There was a long pause as we stared at each other. I could tell Jane was getting as emotional as me. I could see the tears welling up in her eyes. Then she said something that sent a shiver down my spine.
"Listen to me Miss Petra Rose."
Jane only ever used those words when she wanted to act the dominant.It was our signal. The signal that it was time for me to take on the submissive roll and do whatever she wanted me to do. It was words that she had never used outside our bedroom, until now. I felt a knot in my stomach and realised I was beginning to feel turned on.Jane could see she had grabbed my attention and continued.
"Now Miss Petra Rose, it's our anniversary and I want you to do the following. Listen to me real good, I don't want you to disappoint me twice in a day." I nodded in agreement.
"Good. I want you to leave work immediately and get a cab to take you to the Lexington Hotel which is down town. You understand me Miss Rose?"
"Yes. Yes I do." I whispered back.
"When you reach that hotel ask for room twenty four and wait there with your phone. You have twenty minutes before I call you again. You better be there by then Miss Petra Rose. Or we are finished" Jane said sternly before she hung up.
For a few seconds I stared back at the blank screen, then stood up and unlocked the door of the washroom. I walked straight to my desk and ignoring various people hounding me with questions or messages that apparently needed urgent replies, I simply picked up my bag, put on my coat and walked out of the door.
"I'm going to lunch." Was all I said as I walked out of the office.
Fifteen minutes later a cab dropped me outside the Lexington. I noticed the driver watch me as I went inside, it was not a nice area and I guess he was making sure I actually made it to the door safely. Still determined not to let Jane down and do as she had ordered me, I made my way briskly towards the reception desk which was at the end of a very dark and dingy hallway. The receptionist was equally dishevelled with about three day's growth of beard and greasy hair that hadn't seen a comb in weeks.
But I hadn't time to back out now. Was this part of Jane test for me I wondered? But with only a few minutes to go before she called me again I had to get to the room as soon as possible. As the receptionist let his piggy little eyes feast over my slim figure,I asked for the key to room twenty four and hoped he wouldn't ask me for identification. Thankfully he simply produced the key and informed me the room was on the second floor.
"You'll have to take the stairs as the lift is out of order." He said, then as an afterthought added. "Everything been paid for. Though I don't know if that includes your services though. Let me know if you want to make anything extra? I'm sure we can come to an arrangement"
Shocked that he thought I was some sort of hooker, I simply grabbed the key from his hand and made my way as quickly as possible up to the second floor. I had just found room twenty four when my phone began to vibrate. As quick as I could I opened the door, rushed inside and answered my phone. Once again Jane's pretty cute face appeared on the screen.
"Well Miss Petra Rose, have you made your escape from that torture you call work? Have you followed my instructions or do I hang up now and never see you again?"
"No wait!" I cried out. "I've done what you ordered me to do Jane. I'm here at the hotel in room twenty four!"
"Prove it to me Miss Rose" Jane demanded.
For a few seconds I was stumped as to how I could do this, then I realised I had the phone. Quickly, I held it up and hoped that Jane could see the room which I was standing in. To be honest, compared to the awful looking dΓ©cor I had seen so far in this hotel,the room itself was fairly pleasant and clean. The walls were painted the usual light brown colour, the carpet was clean and the simple furnishings were at least not falling to pieces. However, the biggest surprise was the large double bed that took up most of the space, it looked brand new, with sparkling white sheets and pillows that had that fresh clean smell about them.
"Good" I heard Jane say. "Turn the phone towards you again Miss Rose, so I can see you." Quickly I did as she said until I could see Jane once again looking back at me.
"Excellent! Well you have past the first test Miss Petra Rose. I guess you do love me like you say you do. You prefer me to your job at least. But I haven't finished with you yet. Place this phone on the table over there, so I can watch you."
With total submission I did as Jane said. As she like me to do, I respectfully knelt in front of her and let my head bow down, waiting for her next command.
"In the next few minutes there will be a knock on the door. Miss Rose, you shall immediately answer it and let the stranger in. Then let me do all the talking. You are not to answer unless spoken to, you understand?"
By now I was really getting turned on. Many times we played the roles of sub and Domme, with Jane taking on the Mistress role. We both loved role playing in this way, although as I had mentioned earlier, only in the privacy of our own bedroom. Now it appeared if there would be a third person involved. I could feel myself becoming wet at the mere thought. Then I heard a knock on the door.
As commanded, I immediately got up off my knees and went to answer the door. There standing before me was one of the cutest oriental girls I had seen in a long time. Her sexy little smile alone had me almost fainting on the spot. Her beautiful dark hair was delightfully shaped into a fashionable bob. Her face had a natural beauty of its own and her slim body seemed to offer many delightful possibilities. If only I could get her undressed I thought.
"Hi, you must be Petra. I'm Mai Lee. Are you ready for your personal massage?"