My Body-His (19 page)

“
Ugh,” I said out loud.

At four o’clock I decided to do a scouting trip to
the women’s bathroom. There was no way I could use it to insert the
Fleet and crouch down on the floor for two full minutes while it
worked. While there was plenty of room in the handicapped stall,
there was too much space between the stall door and the floor,
leaving me exposed for all to see. Anyone who came in would be able
to see me hunkering down on the cold tiled floor. I thought to
myself,
not pretty.

As I saw it, I had three options. I could use the
bathroom in Brian’s office but I couldn’t fathom a good enough
excuse. I could run home, get ready, and hurry back. Again, I would
need a creative excuse to leave and it would be hard to explain
coming back after that. The third option brought me back to the
dreaded Pierce. On his floor, right across from his office, stood a
private bathroom. Like an executive washroom, it was reserved for
those working on that floor. There had to be another solution, but
I couldn’t think of any. I thought of using the Fleet in my office
but worried I wouldn’t make it to the bathroom in time.

I couldn’t think of anything to say to Pierce. My
creative self had abandoned me just when I desperately needed her
to come up with some plausible excuse to use
that
bathroom.
Time was running out and I didn’t want to give Luke any reason to
administer a more severe discipline than he already had in mind. I
decided to wing it.

I turned off my computer and straightened the
paperwork on my desk. I fetched my bag and turned out the lights as
I headed out of my office. The clock in the hallway read 4:45 p.m.,
which only gave me fifteen minutes to complete all my tasks. I rode
the elevator upstairs and headed straight into Pierce’s office.

“
I need a favor,” I said straight
out.

“
Interesting,” he said, crossing his arms in
front of him and leaning back in his chair.

“
I need to use the bathroom across the hall,” I
said.

“
Jane, you get stranger by the day, you know
that?” Pierce said. He sat up in his chair. “I don’t think any of
the executives police the hall.”

“
Can I say I was up here talking to you,” I
said, “should I cross paths with anyone?”

“
You can say anything you’d like but I think
lunch is in order so you can explain what the hell is going
on.”

“
Deal,” I said, although I didn’t mean it. Time
was draining away quickly and I needed to get going.

“
Tomorrow,” he said. “Tomorrow.”

“
Fine,” I said.

I ran across the hall and pulled everything out of my
bag. I made quick work of the Fleet but then I couldn’t seem to
relax enough to insert the butt plug. After what seemed like ten
attempts, I finally pushed gently but firmly, guiding the Tulip to
its resting place between my buttocks. I closed my eyes. The
feeling was warm, sensuous, and erotic.

I threw everything into my bag—including the used
Fleet enema—and hurried to the elevator. I could’ve hit myself
upside the head, because no one saw me going into or out of the
bathroom and now I was stuck dealing with Pierce over nothing.

I stopped, took another deep breath and realized that
after all the craziness I stood right outside the office doors with
two minutes to spare. Remembering the silk material at the last
minute, I placed it over my eyes and tied it behind my head. I only
had a second to think of what would happen if someone saw me
standing in front of my office building with the blindfold on.

“
Just in the nick of time,” Luke whispered in
my ear. “I thought I would have the pleasure of more punishment but
you managed to make it happen just in time.” He held me under my
forearm and led me at a quick pace I found awkward to follow.
“These clothes are all wrong,” he said when he slowed down to a
stop.

I heard a car door open. Helping me in proved
unwieldy. I felt the butt plug push deeper inside of me, which
heightened the excitation of being blindfolded. Luke fastened my
seatbelt and got in on the other side. I wondered if this signaled
the beginning of my reward or my punishment. As the excitement
swirled through me, I decided I didn’t care.

“
I brought you an outfit to change into,” Luke
said as we pulled away from the curb.

“
Where are we going?”

“
If I wanted you to know that, why would I
bother with a blindfold? I’m assuming you took care of the other
matters,” he said, not waiting for a response. “We will stop
briefly for you to change, and there is another surprise for you.
Any trouble from Pierce today?”

“
Yes, he stopped by my office but I was sort of
saved by my boss, who came by just a few minutes later. Although
that was uncomfortable as well.”

“
You are the popular one these
days.”

“
Well the hand job and the new outfit helped,”
I said. I laughed, trying to rid myself of the image. “I did a
stupid thing today.”

“
Really?” he said. “How’s that?”

“
I couldn’t use the regular bathroom and so I
asked to use the restroom across the hall from Pierce. Turns out no
one saw me going in or coming out but now Pierce wants me to have
lunch with him.”

“
When?”

“
Tomorrow.”

“
Don’t imagine you’ll be up for going to work
tomorrow,” he said as he cranked the car and shifted into first
gear.

I was relieved not to have to face Pierce but scared
by what would keep me from going to work. “Should I be
worried?”

“
That all depends on whether you trust me to
take you where you need to go. You know you need this, Jane. You
need me and you definitely need what I’m going to give
you.”

My heart rate jumped and I became increasingly aware
of the plug in my ass. Somehow my body had begun to confuse the
signals of fear and sexuality. Along with genuine dread of what
might happen that night, I also felt sexually stimulated.

The car came to a stop and Luke helped me out of the
passenger seat. We walked up two steps and as soon as we entered
through the door I knew I had been there before. I could smell the
leather, latex and other fragrances. I felt embarrassed to be there
blindfolded. If only Christian wasn’t working ….

“
Hello,” I heard him saying to Luke, “How can I
help you?”

“
Please fit Jane with a corset. That one,” he
said. “We will need the large Tulip butt plug as well.”

Luke walked away, leaving me alone with
Christian.

“
Hi Jane,” he whispered.

I had hoped he wouldn’t recognize me. I don’t know
why I felt so embarrassed in front of him. The store belonged to
him, after all. “Please take off your blouse and your bra,” he
said.

I did as I was told and felt a chill run up my spine.
My nipples stood erect as the shame flooded through me.

“
Lift your arms, please,” Christian
said.

He wrapped the corset around my body and struggled to
hook it in the back.

“
Maybe it’s too small?” I said.

“
No, Jane, that is the point,” he said as
finished hooking the clasps down to my waist.

I could feel my breasts being pushed together and up.
My waist felt constricted and much smaller as I ran my hands down
my sides. Luke’s aroma—no other smell like it, with a subtle hint
of earthy sandalwood—alerted me to his presence. I couldn’t hear
his instructions to Christian, but I felt my skirt being unzipped
and my panties removed. Christian’s administrations made me so
turned on I could feel the wetness on my thighs. He had me step
into a skirt. As he straightened my blouse he brushed over my
nipples, causing them to harden under the strain of the corset. He
must have moved in closer, because I could hear him inhaling the
essence from my neck and hair. A thrill ran through my body.

My shoes were removed and replaced with much higher
heels. I wished I could see what I looked like.

The next part, so stimulating and humiliating at the
same time, left me breathless.

Christian led me deeper into the store and past what
felt like a curtain. “Bend over at the waist please,” he said.

“
Easier said than done,” I said. The corset
complicated things. I had to draw myself up to my full height
before I could bend over. I finally managed it.

“
Please spread your legs for me,” he said. He
lifted my skirt over my bottom and gently pulled out the butt plug
already in place. As I stood there exposed, I longed for a tongue
to taste me. My body, which should have been uncomfortable and
tight, was in full rebellion. I wanted to feel the warmth of his
breath on me.

I felt his fingers coat my anus with lubricant. I
moaned my pleasure as he stuck two fingers in and began stretching
my hole. I wanted to rub my clit as he worked his fingers in my ass
but did not have permission. I knew part of what I would experience
that night would include punishment for previous infractions. What
Christian was doing was certainly not part of that punishment, and
I certainly didn’t complain.

I felt the cold tip of the larger plug spreading my
anus. “Oh, oh,” I moaned.

As the depth and width began to stretch me even
farther, I screamed. “Wait, wait that hurts.”

“
Shhhh,” he whispered into my ear.
“Relax.”

I tried to do as he advised but the intensity of the
pain came to a sharp point just before the widest part penetrated
me. “Oh fuck, oh fuck,” I said. I knew that if someone would just
flick my clit once I would cum. That plug filled me in a way the
other had not. My legs trembled and my heart raced; I felt
faint.

Christian pulled me upright and I felt a contraction
in my gut. “Opf,” I muttered.

“
Jane, listen to me,” Christian whispered. “Try
to stay loose and relaxed and your body will accommodate it
quicker. You look beautiful, by the way, and very fuckable.” He ran
his hand up under my skirt and caressed my ass. I felt so turned on
and yet so dirty. I liked his touching and caressing me with Luke
circling quietly around the edges. I was shifting further and
farther away from my former image of myself. A twisted beast had
been awakened in me—a barbarian whose clit ruled her rational
mind.

“
Thank you,” I whispered seductively, inviting
him closer. If I could’ve seen him, I would’ve kissed his
face.

“
Perfect,” I heard Luke say as we walked back
into the store. “How does it feel?”

“
Big,” I said.

“
Good.” I heard the cash register drawer open
and close. Then Luke thanked Christian for his
assistance.

“
Anytime,” Christian replied and I knew he
meant it.

Luke led me to the car. I wondered if the blouse
sufficiently covered the corset. I flushed, certain that I must
look like a hooker or call girl.

As we headed to our next destination, Luke reached
over and forced my thighs farther apart. He touched my wetness and
massaged my clit with his right hand while adeptly steering the car
with his left and taking time to shift when needed. He was driving
me wild.

“
Ohhhh,” I said. So close to cumming, I hoped
he would stop so I wouldn’t betray myself.

“
So you liked having another man handle you?”
he said. “I will have to keep that in mind.”

“
Oh Luke, ohhhhhhhh.”

“
Yes, babe, I’d love to hear you cum. Cum for
me,” he said as he increased the speed of his fingers, circling
gently, lightly teasing until I lost control.

“
Oh yes, oh yeah, ohhhhhhhh!” I yelled and
came.

“
You look so sexy, Jane. Know that I will
devour you tonight. First we must eat. You will need your
strength.”

* * * *

Luke led me through a door and I instantly smelled
garlic and melted cheese. He exchanged words with the host and we
were led to a table at the back of the restaurant—or so I guessed.
I imagined people staring at me. Between my outfit and the
blindfold, I was surely garnering too much attention. I should have
felt embarrassed or at the very least self-conscious, but instead I
felt safe with Luke. On his arm I had glided without fear through
the throng. I adored being treated as special.

He helped me into my chair and sat on the same side
of the table with me.

Luke did all the ordering. We started out with a
glass of cold white wine. Although I wanted to see his eyes, the
wine relaxed me enough to allow me to enjoy the experience. He fed
me bread with garlic butter and another glass of wine.

“
Jane,” he said in a stern voice. He gripped my
upper thigh and I realized I had let my legs close. “Two more
lashes for you tonight.”

“
I’m sorry,” I said.

“
You may be later,” he said and then bit the
side of my neck. Moving his fingers between my legs, he flicked and
pulled on my labia. It took all the strength I could muster to
stifle the cries of pleasure that threatened to come out. I had no
idea how close the other tables were or who could see us. I leaned
my head back and enjoyed his manipulations. My arousal was climbing
higher and higher, bringing me once again to the edge of orgasm,
when suddenly the waiter interrupted us with an announcement that
dinner was served. The hot blast of embarrassment suffused my skin.
I wanted to slide under the table to the floor.