A year ago, I was just a 34 year oldwoman dating a wonderful man who adored me. I had been married before but that man was horrible so I left him. Sexually I had been with only one other man before I married Doug. I guess I married him because he was confident and strong. The first year of our marriage was great with passion still burning hot. Our sex life was very vanilla albeit aggressive. When Doug got a bit of alcohol in him he would get very aroused and almost violent. He never hit me but he was verbally abusive and rough with me. This always terrified me, not just from fear of violence but mainly because how much it turned me on. He would often face fuck (I know crude but the appropriate word choice) me usually yanking my hair hard. I guess some would call this nonconsensual but I could not because the sex was always incredible after. During our second year of marriage things took a turn. I am not sure if it was stress or if the honeymoon had worn off but the passion died. My girlfriends would say "Rachel, you know he is cheating on you". I guess he might have been but I never got a chance to ask. I came home one day and there were divorce papers there on the kitchen table and I never saw him again.
That was 10 years ago. I dated off and on but never finding anyone who had that spark until I met Jared. I had just moved to South Carolina and had taken a job at a law firm as a secretary when he walked in as a client. I felt the spark the first time I met him and over a couple weeks he would often flirt with me when he came in to discuss his case with our attorneys. As the case finished up he finally asked me out. I immediately said yes, so we started dating. Jared is thoughtful, kind, passionate and everything Doug wasn't. I had found my Romeo and life was great. I did hold out on him for almost a year before we had sex. I hadn't been with anyone since Doug so I wanted to make sure and I wasn't the type of woman to sleep around. Sex is sacred and shouldn't be just thrown around as my momma always said. I would have waited for marriage but I had decided that marriage was something I wanted just yet. I had to be sure. When I finally succumbed to him, the sex was amazing and we could not get enough of each other. Jared was so tender but way more concerned about my pleasure. He never once forced a blow job and he also took time to please me orally which Doug would never do. Size wise, Doug was about 6" and Jared was slightly smaller but that never mattered because I figured that most men were that size. It is the quality and effort that matters and Jared always made me orgasm. After a few months of intense passion he asked me to move in with him. About the same time, I had gotten a promotion to personal assistant for our firms lead attorney Kennerly Maxwell. Life was absolutely amazing and it was about to change!
I took the job even with the knowledge that Mr. Maxwell was a stern boss that was known for his eccentric tastes. The pay bump was almost double what I was making as a general secretary so how could I refuse. The interview was eye opening to say the least. Mr. Maxwell was very clear what he expected of me. He told me in no uncertain terms that I was never to be late and that I had to be available when and whenever he needed me. I would have to attend his business trips and pull all nighters. I asked for time to work it out but that was no option for he wanted an immediate answering I wanted the job. So, I said yes confidently. At this point he came around the desk and shook my hand. He wasn't gentle at all but very firm as to say that he was boss. He instructed me to go and see his current and soon to be former P.A. Michaela Shuler for my starting package and contract. I turned and walked away excited beyond my wildest dreams. This salary was going to allow me to do so much with my life. As I entered her office (my office) she looked up and smiled at me. I greeted the bosomy brunette and introduced myself. She nodded and said "I am pleased to meet you Ms. Kelley, now if you would please get undressed". I looked at her with sheer shock and confusion, excuse me? Michaela said, "it is for your sizing, I thought you knew. As part of you contract and package you are to be provided with fitted business attire that you are to wear mandatory." "Oh", I said, and asked right here? She nodded and pulled out a tape measure. I stripped quickly down to my underwear. She looked me over and without emotion said "those, pointing to my underwear, will not do, take them off and throw them away". I am not sure what shocked me more, the demand or the insult. I am not prudish or anything and I was wearing Victoria Secret bikinis and bra. Her demeanor was serious and for some reason I acquiesced without argument. After I slipped out of my bikinis she held out her and and I handed her the set which she promptly threw away. She then turned to examine me further. I am not super fit but I am not fat or chubby even but she promptly informed me that I must get in shape and that time would be allocated for me to have access to the campus gym and would be assigned a trainer. I thought to myself, why does this matter? As reading those very same thoughts she said that as Mr. Maxwell's assistant I would represent him to the fullest therefore need to look my absolute best. Before I had a chance to respond she instructed that I needed to maintain good hygiene at all times and that there was a campus salon to maintain my hair, legs and bikini area. My mouth dropped and was about to protest but with one stern look she silenced me. With this she started measuring me, every part of me. After she finished she politely explained that I would be provided with ten business suits that were not to be argued with. Skirts, blouses and blazers were strictly mandatory as well as proper undergarments. I was also to wear 5" heels. "Until you lose some weight you will also wear a corset" she said. She the instructed me to put my clothes back on and we would finish the paperwork. I signed the contract without reading it too thoroughly (mistake). As I was leaving I couldn't help myself so I asked her why she was leaving thinking it might be because of the demands and she simply said, "I have been promoted". Oh, i started turning the door handle and she said, "btw, you have your first appointment at the salon, go there before you leave".
My mind raced and my now braless nipples hardened as I hurriedly walked to the salon. There was no hurry but I felt that I should get there right away hoping no one would notice my nipples. As I opened the salon door and looked inside the salon host greeted me by name and introduced herself as Shelley while handing me a glass of wine. "Come on in and get comfortable and down that wine, you will need it" she said. I follow her to the back. She points me to a changing room and says "go ahead and get undressed and put on one of the robes inside". I enter the room and there is aromatherapy candles lit with benches on two walls and closets on the third. I took off my blouse and pants and folded the neatly. I went to the closet and place my clothes on the shelf. I closed my eyes my eyes just for a moment to catch my breath when all of a sudden I heard a man's voice behind me. My first thought was to cover up but instead I froze. "Madam, my name is Miguel, grab your robe, we have work to do". I reached in the closet and pulled out a white terry robe and slipped it over my shoulders before turning around. He laughed, "no need for modesty, by the time we are done, I will know you intimately, now come along". He took my hand and pulled me behind him. "First we shall get you clean!" He said. I followed him to an area that looked like a bathroom for a Rockefeller or someone. As we entered he asked for my robe and pointed to the bath I was to enter. Without hesitation (why I didn't know) I disrobed and stepped into the water. He instructed me to bathe with the sea salt scrub with seaweed extract and to make sure I scrubbed everywhere except my hair. He said he would return in 10 minutes and that I should be finished. The water was so perfect that I was tempted to relax but something in his voice silenced that idea. I scrubbed down every part of my body and as I was finishing my hands Miguel returned. He handed me a new robe that barely covered my bum and took my hand pulling me along. We entered another room that had low light and was very warm. In the center of the room there was a reclining lounge with a water basin at the foot. It looked like a fancy pedicure chair. Miguel took my robe off my shoulders say that I would not need it. He points to the lounge and tells me to recline upon it. As I sit down and lay back a bright light comes on and illuminates my entire body. Part of me feels I should cover up but another part fears that Miguel would disapprove so I kept my hands to my side. Most unexpectedly the lounge began vibrate. It was a massaging lounge I thought, so much bliss. I noticed that lounge kind of conformed to my body snuggling me in. The vibrations felt amazing, had an effect on me, I started getting aroused. Miguel told me to relax and that he would be a moment then left the room. As I lay there my mind whirled, what have I gotten myself into? I couldn't focus too much on that right now because body had other ideas, an orgasm. The vibrations kept getting stronger especially around my bottom. Just as I was about to cum, Miguel returned and the lounge ceased. Damn! I looked at him with disappointment and he just grinned as if he knew. He was carrying a tray with many tools as well as a heated crock. Putting it down on a table that I had not seen when we came in, he tells me that he is going to wax my body. I let out a gasp. "I have never been waxed before", I said. Miguel say very clearly "you should get used to it because you will be here monthly". "Now, let's get started", he said. At first he did my legs, since it was beginning of spring I had not shaved since I wear slacks in the colder months. As he stripped my legs bare he told me that Mr. Maxwell abhors women in pants and that my body was to be kept smooth and ladylike while in his employment. I thought to ask why but had the impression not to. Miguel finished up my now stinging legs by rubbing this magnificent lotion which instantly soothed them. "Lidocaine" he tells me. He cleans his hands and hits a button on the side table. The lounge slightly shudders and I feel my legs spreading apart. I start to panic but Miguel with a soothing voice assures me that this is all part of the process. The lounge bends more at the knees and start sliding towards him. I start to wonder maybe this is going to far and again as if reading my mind he begins to speak. "Many women do these spa treatments all of the time, don't worry, after this you will feel like a queen". The final movement of the lounge I felt part of the bottom shift leaving me completely spread eagle with him inches from my pussy. Normally, I keep well trimmed occasionally having a landing strip for special occasions. But lately I had been to busy to keep maintenance. Miguel reaches over to the table and picks up a groomer. I hear it click on and he starts clipping off my bush. Never has anyone other than myself done this to me and I found it strangely pleasant. Occasionally the trimmer's vibrations would hit my clitoris and I felt myself getting wet. Again, the vibrations stop just as I started to relax. Opening my eyes suddenly, Miguel applies the first hot dab of wax. Aighh! I flinch but he quickly lays the strip and yanks! OH MY GOD! I hear him snicker and he simply continues. After about 20 minutes and me almost passing out, he announces that he is done and starts applying the Lidocaine. I tell him to be liberal about it not even thinking about the fact that he was rubbing my pussy. He apologizes that he had to do that to me and that the next time would be easier. I thought...next time?? He returned the lounge back to its original position and asked me to join him in the next room when I was ready. I didn't lay there long and got up and went to the next room. I didn't even bother putting on the robe figuring I would just have to discard it again. As I opened the door I came face to face with Michaela. She steps back, looks at me with her smoldering eyes and presents me with a box. "Go ahead, open it" she said. I do as she says. As I open it she looks me over as says "much much better". Inside was a brassiere and cheeky panties both in black. Those will look great on you, put them on. I did as she asked. I am not sure what fabric they were made of but damn, they were comfortable. I noticed Paris, France on the box. She takes over to a full sized mirror to see myself. I look amazing I say. She says, "no, you look sexy" and hugs me from behind. I whisper, thank you. Okay, enough of this, come on girl, time to fix your hair. She leads me to a styling station on the other side of the room and asks me to sit. Miguel, who I had not seen appears and looks at Michaela, should we make her a blonde since his last is a brunette.? She looks me over, and runs her fingers through my long light brown hair and says.. definitely. She has that innocent look and blonde would just emphasize that aspect. Miguel looks at me and nods with a smile. She will be amazing and stop traffic. Michaela bends over face to face with me as lightly kisses my lips, welcome to my wonderful world, may it bring you every bit of happiness and pleasure as it has me. When you get home you will have much to be thankful for. If you ever need me I will be here for you. Here is one final before I leave you in Miguel's hands. She hands me a small open box which contains a cell phone. This is your life! It is only for your use and for your eyes. Do not let it out of your sight. If you lose it the consequences will be severe. Understand me? I nod seriously. Good, now have fun. One last thing, she leans down and whispers, don't cum in those panties, take them off first. She then turns and leaves. Miguel says "are you ready to become a blonde bombshell? I look at him and just smile. After hair, Shelley returned and did my make up while showing me her techniques so I could do it myself. An hour later I look in the mirror at someone I barely recognize. I looked like a model and then I understood the comment from earlier, I would look like a model if I lost a bit of weight. The gym it is, I thought. Miguel returns with a package and says put this on. I open it an it is a very sexy black lace dress. I slip it on and turn to have him zip me. It was kind of short, coming not even to mid thigh, for what I usually wear but I truly look amazing in it. He said twirl, so I did. Shelley handed me another package and asked me to also put them on. Inside was lace stockings, garter belt and 5"heels. Shelley reminded me to remove my panties before putting the garter on. How did she know I had never worn them before? After dressing Miguel pulled out a camera and took a few photos. These will be in your inbox later. You look amazing! Now next, you are to go meet your trainer after that you may go home for the day.
I headed of to the gym feeling like a princess, well maybe a sex princess. I have never felt like this and I love it. The silkiness on my now very bare pussy was divine. The gym is on the other side of the tower so I wonder if Michaela knew so that is why she said not to cum. Half way there, I ducked into a bathroom and removed the panty. I was half tempted to finish what had been started earlier. At least Jared could take care of me when I get home. Oh God! Jared, I hadn't thought of how all of this would affect him. My mind raced but I had to push it aside, I was expected. I got to the gym finally and was greeted by a very muscular man who introduced himself as Pete. I greeted him enthusiastically but he frowned. You are late! Don't ever be late to meet me, unless Mr. Maxwell seems it necessary. I nodded abruptly and he said okay now, I need you to undress. I looked around for a place and he grabbed my jaw not so gently and turned my face back to his. Here, he said. With that, he turned me around and unzipped my dress. I need to see what I am working with! He pushed the shoulders of the dress and it crumpled to the ground. Turn around, he ordered. I did as he said out of pure fear. He looked me up and down touching my trouble spots. Pete asked me, so no panties huh? I blushed furiously and started to say I.. but he cut me off, saying that this would be easy work and to put my dress back on. I did just that and at least he zipped me back up. Follow me he said. We walk past all of the equipment to his office which I hesitated to enter. He turned to me and said, in. I went in. When I say jump, you jump, if I say finger yourself you will. My gym is very strict. When you signed the contract you agreed to my rules so get used to it and in six weeks your body will perfectly in shape. I am crude and sometimes cruel but I get results. You will wear the proper attire here which is provided. Here is your bag! I reached over to the desk shaking and picked it up hoping he would dismiss me soon. He tells me to open the bag, so I do. Inside I find four pair of Yoga pants, pair of trainers, and four bra tops. In the pockets of the bag, you find hair ties, bandages, tape and gloves. Do not wear underwear in gym because I want to see your body everyday as it changes. Look at me he commanded, do you want that body to be the best it can be, to stop a man in his tracks? I looked into his steely blue eyes and nodded. Say it! I want to have a sexy body that will turn every man's head. Say it again, louder. I did. Again! I yelled it and something inside me broke/ changed, I am not sure what but he stared at me and smiled. That is it, that is the fire you need. With that, he was nothing but kind and gentle. We discussed routines, schedules and that tomorrow would start my course at 7 a.m. Feeling more confident and comfortable I went to exit, and as I was leaving he advised that I go ahead and finish what I started on the way out. I looked at him mouth open and he just laughed.
Whatever broke inside definitely changed me as I went straight to the ladies room and masturbated.
I arrived home and was greeted by a very puzzled boyfriend. I jumped into his arms and kissed him hard. What's up babe? He tells me that I had a delivery. What? Six people came in with a whole new wardrobe for you. It is all in the bedroom. They even put it all up, it was they strangest thing. As I started to go in he said "babe, what happened to your hair and where did you get that dress?" Oh yea, come on in and I will tell you all about it. We go into the house and into the bedroom and I tell him everything that happened from the promotion to the salon and gym. He listen thoroughly and asked questions here and there. Jared voiced some concern involving the trainer and I told him I think he is just strict, kinda a military type. I went through the closet totally amazed at my business attire. Everything was expensive looking and orderly. I went throughout the room finding a whole drawer of undergarments. I simply was stunned! Jared wanted me to try some of the garments on which I replied, later! I went to his arms and told him in no uncertain terms that I needed him right now! He leaned in and kissed me softly which I returned more forcefully. I had pent up all day and needed him inside me now! I went immediately for his belt and pulled his cock out. I wanted him to bend me over right there but he is too gentle. I dropped to my knees and took all of him down my throat. I have never really had a gag reflex so giving head has always been easy. I pushed him backwards and he fell to the bed. I sucked his cock until I felt him start to throb. Not wanting him to come just yet I pulled back and asked him to undress me. He stood up and unzipped my dress. Jared stepped back and whistled as he saw the French undergarments. I pushed him down to his knees and said I need you to eat me, NOW! I didn't have to tell him twice as he hooked the waistband of my panties and pulled them down my silken legs. Again he whistled, but I didn't give him a chance to comment and shoved his face into my pussy. He does well eating me but with my aggression he seemed to be more enthusiastic. Oh God, yes, right there, as his tongue circled my clit. Jared, I need you inside me right now! He picked me up and played me on the bed, crawling on top of me. I reached down and grabbed his dick guide it into my get bald pussy. I looked at him and demanded, hard! After five minutes of him fucking me as hard as he could we both came. I pushed him off of me and climbed on top of him, grinding his softening penis. I looked at him with a pout and he shrugged. I kept grinding him until I realized there was no use, he was done. At least I left his deposit back on him. I asked him to join me in the shower and he got up and followed me. He got the water started and we got in. I was still determined to get him hard again so I did something I never do, I went down on him again. He finally started getting hard when from outside in the living room we hear a womans voice saying "hello? ". Again I look up at him pouting and say "just a minute". I leave him in the shower grabbing a towel, and go into the living room think I might know that voice. Sure enough, it was Michaela. I greeted her and apologized for my appearance. She brushed it off asking if she had interrupted anything. I blushed furiously while shaking my head no. She apologized and said that we had left our door open and that's why she stepped in to get my attention. I have something for you and to go over your training this week, do you have time to talk? I start to reply when Jared walked into the room stopping in his tracks. I introduced them to one another telling Jared that Michaela would be training me. I could instantly tell that he was attracted to her but honestly who isn't? I was about to say something and Jared finally got his voice back and told me that he had to go to work. I looked at him funny cause he typically works a nine to six schedule. He explained that he would be going out of town for a week because of an emergency construction project had come up. His company had been struggling so I guess they needed the work. He apologized for the abruptness of the situation but I told him I truly understood. Before my promotion we were starting to struggle financially. I kissed him goodbye and he was out the door. I looked at Michaela and said, I guess I am free. She told me to go ahead and get dressed and she would grab the package from her car. It was hot today and so I put on a tank with a pair of cut off demin shorts. I decided against a bra and panties. I came back and she was sitting on the sofa holding a wooden box. She said it was good that he left because this was a private gift from her. I started getting excited because this day had already been amazing. I sat beside her and opened the lid. Inside was a red satin framework containing erotic toys. My mouth must have hit the floor because she immediately started giggling. She told me that when she started, her predecessor gave her a box very similar to this one and told her that this job was very intense and that she would need to blow off steam due to the busy nature of the position. Stunned I just looked at her and finally said, I have never used anything but my fingers. She stared intently back at me telling me that "girl you are in for an awakening." She picked up a very life-like penis and handed it to me. It felt almost real in my hand but it was bigger than anything real I had seen much less touched. That one is the one that will never fail to make you cum. I said seriously? She nodded emphatically. My imagination started going wild wondering if that would even fit inside of me. My pussy started that throbbing again. My God, is this ever gonna stop, I thought. She showed me another item that was U shaped and made of stainless steel. She said that was for self double penetration. Again I was speechless. She said you are innocent aren't you? I just nodded. Okay I will go over this later with you before you hyperventilate. That broke the tension and made me giggle. This box is for you and you only. Okay? I nodded. We should go for a drink she announced. I need to change I said but she waved me off, nah you are fine. What we need to discuss I believe wine be best. Okay let's go. I grabbed my purse and locked up. We got into her BMW M5 and sped away.
She drove across town to a spot she knew we could have a drink with privacy. I started to get nervous, what did she have to say that I needed a drink for? We arrived and I followed her in. She took me to a private back room and told the bartender to send us a bottle of the finest champagne. We finished our first glass when she began with our regimen for training but also with my training with Pete. She told me that under no circumstances that I should be late because he had consequences that I would not like. I started to ask what but she kept going. Only excuse ever would be if Mr. Maxwell deemed it so. She grabbed my hand and said that I had signed the contract so I would have to face his punishment. What punishment? I asked. If you are late you will be spanked. I looked at her aghast, she continued, it will hurt. The second time, there is a pocket in your yoga pants that is right over your vagina. He will have you insert a vibrator into the pocket that has a remote he controls. You will be tortured the entire workout. I am sure after hearing this, you will make sure you are never late. I gulped and said no way. I asked if Mr. Maxwell knew of his punishments and she told me that it was his rule. That is how seriously he takes punctuality. For some reason even as appalled as I was my pussy was getting wet again. Did I want Pete? I did go masturbate after I left him. So many thoughts... suddenly I asked what happens on the third time? She bit her lip, and quickly downed her second glass. Michaela looked at me with glazed eyes as if remembering and quietly said, you will suck his cock until he comes. You will swallow every drop or you will be spanked. I said no.... but she looked at me with sympathy, contract she said. My mind whirled. I downed my second glass and downed the third too. I could not do this.. however the throbbing of my clitoris said otherwise. Traitor! She looked at me and said don't worry and don't be late. I didn't know whether to cry or just resign. As if reading my thoughts she said you can't resign, your contract would ruin you. I asked her then, were you late? She just nodded. This is why I am warning you. I had no warning. We finished the bottle and she said she was calling a driver as neither of us were able to drive. The driver dropped me off around 10pm and I went unsteadily into my house. I had no idea what to do. I decided I just had to never be late. I could not cheat on Jared. That decided, I went to bed. As I layed down, the itch below got my attention. My hand snaked down to my slit and started playing. My mind kept jumping to Pete, spanking my bare bottom to him shoving his cock down my throat. I shoved two fingers up inside me fantasizing that they were Pete's beefy fingers. My body shuddered as the first wave of orgasm hit, over the next ten minute I came twice more then passed out.
I awoke at 6:45 suddenly. I looked at the clock. Fuck! I had to be there at 7 a.m.
To be continued..
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